Interesting Lives

I sometimes wish I could speak to my customers – really get to know them. I am sure they must lead such interesting lives?

Oh how I would dearly love to know the following:

  • What is the significance, to the mistress madam, of the white linen decorative bows on her fabulous, black leather shoes?
  • Did she choose the shoes herself, or were they a gift from her, no doubt handsome and manly, boyfriend?
  • Similarly with her truly wonderful socks – was she conscious of the patterns in the stitching when she bought (or her manly boyfriend bought for her) her black socks?
  • Are her socks comfortable inside her shoes?
  • How long has she been wearing them, and are they seeped in her precious foot-DNA and her sweat?
  • What does she do for a living?
  • Does she believe in whipping slaves like me?

But sadly, nobody wants to converse with an elderly, public shoelick like me – except to bark down their haughty orders at me. I am good only for lickshining their shoes. So it is better that I just silently focus on my customers’ SHOES and SOCKS and fulfil their commands!

The superb customer-mistress has simply ordered me to shine her shoes - with my tongue!

She is not interested in otherwise conversing with me

Though I would dearly love to know more about her SHOES...

...and her SOCKS

I am sure they must lead such interesting lives?

Oh well, if I can't ask, I can at least conjecture...

...silently and to myself

I wonder what she has planned for her SHOES and SOCKS after she has finished with me?

A meeting with her boyfriend, perhaps?

He must be a truly magnificent man to have 'pulled' a bright and beautiful young woman such as this?

Unlike him, I am fit only to lick her SHOES!

At least I get to taste where she has been - the dirt she has been walking in!


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