Yesterday we hit the road with Dorothy and Clarissa to look up some fresh catches sight of for some fresh outdoor stuff. Despite we didnt truly succeed, the damsels walked their feet off the entire day. The more they told me how tired they are, the more I urged to do a scene anyway, anywhere. So finally we stopped at a parking lot near the woods, tossed a coin, and Clarissa came out to be the one, who had to smell Dorothys dirty socks and lick the sweat off her tempting pink soles. Even behind the camera, their stink were a blast!
