I lead a sheltered existence on the sink-estate stairwell. It
may not be the most salubrious of locations, but at least I am indoors and protected
from the elements. I can therefore give my full slavish attention to my menial task
in mouth – that of kiss-respecting my betters’ feet and footwear upon command!
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| Here you see me kiss-respecting the sneakers of one of the local residents - Ms Philomena madam |
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| Ms Philomenma madam often steps out of her nearby apartment for a quick cigarette |
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| I gather that her husband doesn't like her smoking indoors! |
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| I am grateful to Ms Philomena's husband, for it affords me the humbling opportunity of kissing his wife's sneakers |
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| It is such an honour... |
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| ...and one which Ms Philomena madam is not shy about granting me! |
'Kiss harder, slave. And look at my SOCK!'
Having barked her haughty, unfriendly orders down at me, Ms Philomena, quite rightly, watches me to ensure my compliance
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| I do as she says... |
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| ...I kiss harder on her outstretched SNEAKER-TOE and stare straight ahead at her SOCK! |
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| The last thing I wish to do is upset her, or her husband, and thus have my face kicked in! |
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| Which would be an entirely justifiable act on their part, since I'm just a sink-estate corridor footslave! |
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