Musky Mustelids
The search for more outlandish niche porn markets continued at the Double Locks - "necrophiliac gangbanging ducks" was the closest we came to a Googlewhack all evening. The idea of converting fat removed via liposuction into bio-diesel made a brief appearance in the conversation, as well.
Never let it be said that a League & Sorority event isn't mind-expanding...
Then Kathy introduced us to Wellesley (the latest furt member of the Pike household) and his Smell, which leads an independent life of its own. As the
photographic evidence shows, Wellesley seemed to be rather taken by Charlotte.
Unfortunately, our stay at the Double Locks was curtailed by the presence of a covers band, playing at a volume which put a severe crimp on conversation. And the choice of tunes left a bit to be desired as well.
Thus we headed for an alternative drinking establishment*, whilst discussing the practicalities of razor-blade corsets and chain-mail bikinis. As you do...
It gets worse. Much, much worse...
*
The name of which escapes me, possibly due the effect of witnessing what transpired there.