Nothing relaxes Cameron more than the glide of a warm penis and the soothing gush of dripping hot semen down the soles of her feet. We asked where and how she developed this fetish. And Cameron began telling us a strange story about the time when as a girl she wore white knee socks, saddles shoes and a man named William with lots of money followed her home from school one afternoon. Frankly, this is a story we really cared not to hear. But thoughts of Cameron remain with us, even though. Did William have carnal knowledge of her, or did he merely smell Cameron's toes and take Polaroids? We're sure Cameron gets plenty of attention from other men in the bedroom, as it is, and has probably put all thoughts of William way in the distance. At least we hope so.