My mother-in-law stayed on our couch last night. She hung her feet off the side of the couch and when she was snoring in a deep sleep I sat on the floor next to her, my nose centimeters from the soles of her feet and I sniffed them until I was able to finish, with no hands.
Imagine my suprise when I wake up this morning and the onsie she was wearing was sitting on the floor in the bathroom, the smell of her crotch still firmly coating the inside.
