“Tell me true, Clifford, my love, do you think these socks are sexy?”

“Ah, Jamie, how can you doubt it? Those socks look very sexy on you. Now me, on the other hand...”

“Do you mean the other foot?”

“Ha ha ... If I tried to wear those socks I’d poke a hole wide as Niagara Falls.”

“Niagara Falls? That’s a strange comparison.”

“Yeah, I think what made me think of it was these white gym socks I had once upon a time.”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“They were for special occasions. So I wouldn’t make a mess.”

“Oh, now I think I get you.”

“Yeah, and there were a lot of special occasions.”

“Maybe this could be a special occasion.”

“I don’t know, Jamie. I’d be pretty embarrassed.”

“C’mon. I just want to see. You don’t actually have to make a mess. In fact, I’d probably prefer if you didn’t. I don’t think squishy socks would be too comfortable.”

“So, Jamie, what do you think?”

“I love the floppy look. Kind of cute, in an off hand way. Or do I mean in an off penis kind of way?”

“So not sexy?”

“Oh, definitely sexy, in its way. Because I know what’s inside. You’re so sweet to try them on for me. But how about we have an even specialer occasion?”