Mistress T and I were on a mission to find a crowded street corner in the middle of Vegas to shoot a clip for her studio . In an effort to keep up with her quick pace, it was best I take off my wedged boots and walk in my socks... classy, I know. I was only supposed to be the camera woman (hence my lovely attire of a non matching hoodie and sweat pants sans makeup) but my socks were so trashed ho...

Mistress T and I were on a mission to find a crowded street corner in the middle of Vegas to shoot a clip for her studio . In an effort to keep up with her quick pace, it was best I take off my wedged boots and walk in my socks... classy, I know. I was only supposed to be the camera woman (hence my lovely attire of a non matching hoodie and sweat pants sans makeup) but my socks were so trashed how could I possibly turn down the opportunity to make our foot slut lick them clean? So here I am, on the crowded strip half way expecting to have an encounter with the cops, publicly honoring the bitch with my disgustingly dirty feet. And yes, he was allowed to keep the socks. ;]