An Humbling Honour
It truly is an humbling honour for the likes of lowly me to be in the presence of the SHOES and SOCKS of two such fabulous sink-estate mistresses as misses Mukta and Arabella madams whilst they are enjoying a late-night cigarette and a chit-chat together high above me
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| Misses Mukta and Arabella madams enjoy a cigarette and a chit-chat together high above me late at night on the sink estate |
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| They are discussing some scandal and gossip that is circulating around the estate |
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| Needless to say, I am not a party to their conversation (even though I hear all the gossip on this estate!) |
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| Instead, I must focus my menial mind on what an honour it is for me to be surrounded by their SHOES and SOCKS! |
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| To be so intimately close to Ms Mukta's grey SOCKS that will have been on her FEET all day inside these SNEAKERS! |
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| And to simultaneously be able to stare straight ahead at Ms Arabella's equally impressive plain grey SOCKS! |
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| The SOCKS of another SMOKING GODDESS! |
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| Thanks to the wall light above my humble SOCK-STARING head, I can even make out the individual lines of STITCHING in Ms Arabella madam's SOCKS... |
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| ...as I feel Ms Mukta's SOCKS brushing against my SOCK-ENTRAPPED temples! |
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| Truly, I am blessed in my capacity as a sink-estate footslave! |
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| To be constantly surrounded by the FEET and FOOTWEAR of my BETTERS... |
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| ...as they either use, or ignore me (as in the present case!) |












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