Last night I was at the birthday party of my dear friend Max what he thought well, in the best traditions of his special birthday parties, to make in a local erotic S. Lorenzo coffee 'Poison'. But let's step back. A week ago I opened, as usual, my e-mail and I find myself twenty-nine messages with subject: "Porn 'S'. I think once in a reckless attack on spam. I am however aware that this is a new group on facebook. To invite me to this group is really Max After removing the twenty-nine receiving mail and amended in facebbook options, go to browse the group. It 's amazing what people will be attracted to the transgression, especially of a sexual / erotic. Within three days the members of the group are soaring as the bread in the oven. All accompanied by a frantic post videos and statements on the subject. An example content of the videos posted: three stewardesses (hotstess would be the more appropriate term in this case) an unspecified Eastern airline, you are a rich three-minute snog under a bridge. I think it would be a perfect advertising would become the busiest airline in the world. The destination of the flight would not matter anymore. I find that reading the purpose of the group is to direct people to the party. The provocation: all must be submitted with a fetish object as a business card. I think it's a fantastic idea. The speed of aggregation to recommend PD to make a campaign to soft background / erotic.
The location is wonderful. Small bar with square in the center of the room, Classic room with no windows with lap dancers and pole is poor in terms of sex from the rhythmic moves like Freinkenstein sex and raises the big toe of Shrek. Tables and chairs near the walls painted clear red, and the room with mini mini dj - the great John (with a red mask) - who has delighted ranging from Duran Duran to Rage Against The Machine, I must say with great taste in music. Gogna placed at the entrance, not the classic one for hands and head but with the bed and av beams for the legs (a sort of medieval gynecology spreader). I am in the company of my friend Michael who came to take me and took me to the party. Great actor as well as very special person. With a difference: His hands were shaking as if there was an earthquake of the seventh on the Richter scale. Drink or be put in a cigarette with his help, becomes a handful of games without frontiers. But we come now to the clothing of the guests. Nearly all in black. The women show off lace and spotted Toppin, chains, handcuffs (inevitable) and masks of all kinds. Men leather jackets, wrist bands with iron spikes (those of metalheads), whips, a sort of skirting leather and masks (one pork and one wrestler worthy of note). The most successful is to disguise Manu: Eastern robe and a packet of crisps to represent Rocco Siffredi in the famous advertising. The less successful My: corduroy pants and sweater necked. However, if we consider the fetish side of the wheelchair, then I win! Bravo Max, well-managed evening. We should make it a regular event every month. I leave you with photos of the 'lap dancer' to get an idea ... (Move came because Michael has done).
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