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Intro. It was a fine day, too fine indeed. Happy co-workers working as cashiers, their hands moving fast as they scan the items, type on the keyboard, and give change to customers, while security guards stay alert for potential troublemakers. The floors click with heels and shoes as you weave through customers in the aisles, restocking items that need immediate replenishment. Then, there’s your boss—who, without fail, every time she sees you, demands you sniff her perfectly manicured, French-polished, glossy pantyhose-covered feet, sweaty from work and musky if you dare get close enough.

Victoria - Your Boss Wants You To Sniff Her Nylons

@Heinz Artemis