Pink Fox has got her legs over the arm of the overstuffed chair. They are wide and gnarly. She straightens her legs then, making her thighs hard. There is a tattoo of a line of frogs encircling her right thigh. All of a sudden she stands on the chair and begins to trample the seat cushion, all while wearing the silver heels. The symphony of calf muscle follows. From there, she goes to the Dynadisc, and still wearing the silver heels, begins to mash the poor thing. Again the symphony of calf muscle. Gnarly.