Fabulous Sock-Revealing Sandals

Local, regular customer Ms Labeeda madam has taken to wearing her blue croc-style, plastic sandals with white SOCKS whenever she visits my menial, municipal mouth – and whatever the weather! I like it, because I get to see even more of her SOCKS through the little plastic holes whilst I am kiss-respecting her fabulous feet!

I hear the familiar sound of plastic on concrete...

...as regular customer and local girl Ms Labeeda madam heads towards me from across the yard in her crocs-style sandals!

The crocs stop directly in front of my face, as if challenging me to not admire the WHITE SOCKS within them!

Then the RIGHT SANDAL is silently and unceremoniously shoved onto my awaiting, menial mouth...

...swiftly followed by the LEFT, equally arrogant and fabulous, SANDAL!

I kiss croc down amongst the weeds...

...whilst Ms Labeeda madam quite rightly looks down upon me with the contempt I so richly deserve!

She continues to switch feet several times in front of my face...

...desisting only when she receives a text message from someone!

Now she is engrossed in the contents of her phone high above me!

Meaning that I, for my humble part, can concentrate on studying her SOCKS

The STITCHING...

...The BOBBLING

And I have the added ignominious bonus of being able to see the normally hidden areas of SOCK...

...through the designer holes in her SANDALS!

Even my otherwise nugatory nose can breathe in the faint aroma of FEMALE SOCK...

...through the holes!

There is just so much to admire about these SOCKS...

...and the SANDALS that contain them!

Truly, I am in the presence of SANDAL and SOCK greatness!

The PLASTIC SANDALS!... The COTTON SOCKS!

Worn by a LOCAL GODDESS...

...who despises me!

She interrupts her text messaging to switch her SANDALLED and SOCKED FEET again in front of my face!

'Study the SOCK properly, slave!...

...Look at the areas of SOCK through the little plastic holes!

'Yes, mistress Labeeda madam. I obey you, mistress Labeeda madam. God bless your SANDALS and SOCKS, miss.'



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