Christy sits on a bench during a warm sunny afternoon. She rests her bare feet on the dirty concrete, extends her soft, creamy legs and runs her fingers through her unkempt hair. Her round heels are rimmed with filth. Her dirty soles are slightly calloused from hours of walking on rough pavement, yet somehow her arches are perfect. Each sculpted arch cascades high from the tendons connecting just under alabaster skin. After soaking up the relaxing atmosphere, she paints her toe nails one by one. She struggles to paint her toes as they get filthy from the dirt encrusted concrete. Some of the di... Show more