This has been writte about galore before, of course!
Talk to her soles, boy – not her!
Yes, you should not only be able to recognise her by her SOLES alone – but also judge how she’s FEELING by them! Truly, the lowest parts of Madams body are the only ones to talk to, be friends with.
The rest of her is too good for you.
I’ve written about an Indian Goddess I often see. Neither “old” nor young. “In the middle“.
Today I thought I saw her again – from afar, a lady wearing EXACTLY the same clothes, right down to the color, the sweater, same white salwar…
But I knew it wasn’t her x.
The feet were socked for one x.
And they weren’t near as broad and dominant as the other Madams!
Bear in mind it was a long way away.
I could barely see the girl, let alone feet. But I made out the shape and that was enough.
My SO often taunts me with “look at the entire girl, boy! Not just feet”.
Hehe.
So nice!
Being a pathetic happy slave to women in general is what life is ALL about, SHOULD always be about and IS!
And that’s that x.
Paye lagu, Madam..ji!
You’re truly so nice x.
Best,
Mike Watson
