Suitable Vista

Local girlgang goddesses, misses Mukta madam and Arabella madam, are enjoying a cigarette and a natter above my humble head on the sink estate. All I can see from my lowly position is their sneakers and socks – a suitably humbling vista for a public footslave like me. 

Misses Mukta and Arabella are seemingly unconcerned by my lowly vista dominated by their sneakers and socks

They are chatting away happily to one another as they savour their cigarettes high above me

This is a lowly vista I have had to get used to over my many years as a public footslave on the sink estate...

...the sneakers and socks of my betters!

I can actually feel the side of one of Ms Mukta's SOCKS rubbing against my entrapped temple!

It means that her SOCKS dominate my thoughts, as well as my vista!

My menial mind is full of respectful and worshipful thoughts about her SOCKS...

...and, indeed, those of her interlocutor, Ms Arabella madam...

...both esteemed girlgang goddess-members here on the local sink estate!

Many inhabitants of the estate would say it is a great privilege for the likes of lowly me to be so close to such goddess SOCKS!

And they're right, of course. There is more value in misses Mukta's and Arabella's SOCKS than in my whole being!

I am worth less than her SOCKS - not just in monetary terms, but in moral terms also!

For their SOCKS are seeped in their respective feet-DNA...

...girlgang-goddess DNA!

No wonder Ms Mukta madam looks supremely superior as she smokes her cigarette high above me!

As does her fellow girlgang member, Ms Arabella madam!

They own this estate. They rule!

And they know it!

They are joined by local hoodlum, master Billy sir, who shows off his machismo by having me kiss his BOOTS...

...his so-called 'bovver' BOOTS - the BOOTS of a REAL man!

I pay labial homage to the outstretched MANBOOT...

...as the female SNEAKERS watch on

All three of my betters are exulting in my humiliation at their feet!

As well they might, for they are all, effectively, my gods!

I should deem it an honour to be surrounded by their scruffy FEET and FOOTWEAR and to be subjected to their gang-member mockery and humiliation!


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