Squashed

Regular patron Ms Mukta madam often visits me immediately after her squash matches and before she has had a chance to shower. It is such an honour to lickshine her sneakers in the face of her sweaty squash socks!

‘Good evening, mistress Mukta madam. I trust your squash match went well this evening, miss?’

‘Shut the f*** up, slave! That’s none of your damn business! Just keep your menial mind on your job and concentrate on lickshining my shoes. And don’t take your eyes off my socks! You’re just a f**king nobody!’

‘Yes, mistress. Sorry, mistress.’

I can surmise from her expletive-laden response that her squash match did not go well for her. I feel sorry for her, as I know Ms Mukta madam is very competitive. But, of course, as she rightly points out, I’m the real loser in this scene, as evidenced by the disparaging looks I get from passers-by as I must taste my pretty customer’s sweaty sneakers!

Ms Mukta madam is in no mood for a chat, following her squash match

‘Shut the f*** up, slave!... Keep your menial mind on your job and concentrate on lickshining my shoes!'

‘Yes, mistress. Sorry, mistress.’

she's right to shut me down, of course. It is not my place to enquire as to the result of her squash match!

I'm just a loser shoelicker!

My only function is to lickshine shoes

I'm the only loser in this scene - as evidenced by the disparaging looks cast in my lowly direction by passers-by

I'm a whipped, shoelicking loser!

And a SOCK-STARER!

I must study my customers' SOCKS as I taste their outer footwear!

Ms Mukta's blue and white squash socks look very nice!

But I'll bet they're warm and sweaty inside her squash sneakers?

Whatever, I must respect her SOCKS, and her SNEAKERS!

For they are the SOCKS and SNEAKERS of a WINNER!

If not in her squash match tonight, then in life!

For SHE is the one sitting arrogantly above me and having her sneakers lickshined

By a SOCK-STARING, loser footslave!
 

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