Litty LeRouge is out for exercise in the wildlife refuge, wearing a heather gray tank top, black bandeau bra, black cotton leggings, a heather gray thong, thick legwarmers, and classic white sneakers. She wanders off the trail to an area she has never explored, walking down a log to the edge of the swamp. Rather foolishly she blunders into deep mud and sinks quickly to her knees. She starts to struggle -- using every possible option to try to keep herself from going any deeper. She flails her arms to try to twist free, but that doesn't work. She then tries to dig herself out, and that doesn...

Litty LeRouge is out for exercise in the wildlife refuge, wearing a heather gray tank top, black bandeau bra, black cotton leggings, a heather gray thong, thick legwarmers, and classic white sneakers. She wanders off the trail to an area she has never explored, walking down a log to the edge of the swamp. Rather foolishly she blunders into deep mud and sinks quickly to her knees. She starts to struggle -- using every possible option to try to keep herself from going any deeper. She flails her arms to try to twist free, but that doesn't work. She then tries to dig herself out, and that doesn't work. She tries to mix water into the mud, but that only makes it worse. She even finds a stick in the bog that she uses to claw herself out, and it doesn't help. All of this strenuous effort inspires her to remove her tank top to cool off. Eventually, she sinks all the way up to her chin before she collects her wits and slowly drags herself out of the rather vile quagmire. The mud is really gross, full of organic bits and scary, slithery bugs. Nevertheless, she manages to escape at the end, and staggers on her way, almost completely covered with gooey, gray ooze.