Well, the idea is once more creeping in!
Obviously, the chastity belt is not exactly a fashion item (although would go down well in a fetish club - although you wouldn't be able to go down on a babe in a fetish club, due to the metallic box covering her box), so a new craze is sweeping the nation!
That nation being in Indonesia...
...and only in brothels (which is short for Broth Hole, like a watering hole, but where they serve soup instead of water. But you can get a watery hole if you have enough cash, or so I'm led to believe).
Molestation is getting the masseuses miffed, and they don't want to be muffed, so they've a-taken to the padlocking of pants!
Now, exactly how you padlock your pants is a bit beyond me - for they don't exactly lend themselves to easy shacklement. And you're stuffed if you need a piddle, and you forget the combination!
Unless it's an old fasioned, key driven padlock - although I do recall an episode of CSI where some swingers wore padlocks, and you got your nobbing partner from the keys-inna-bowl and matched the key to the padlock. Strangely enough, I watched that episode with a masseuse... I'll have to find out if they have to shackle their scanties, and invest in a pair of boltcutters and a sack, crack and back wax-on, wax-off...
...sorry, it's no longer a masseuse, it's a Beauty VeryPissed, these days!
And talking of seductive salon sirens, just what's happened to Nadine Baglady? Some other troutfaced hag is promoting her panty riptides now! Obviously the re-gender wrist ain't anti-ageing enough if they've dumped the Baggott for starting to look old and withered, like an old blokes scrote.
May I have the key to YOUR
Olé!!
