Many years ago I went on a stag weekend in Bournemouth, a hotel was booked that dealt with stag and hen parties, a big place that was in need of some doing up. In the taxi from the station to the hotel the chatty taxi driver asked why I'd chosen the hotel, I explained it was a stag weekend and I had nothing to do with the booking, he then explained that it had until recently been used for filming porn movies. He said he would often be ferrying all kinds of consenting adults too and from the place, we didn't see any of that but I did get my tongue down a bird's throat and a grope of her tits in a tacky nightclub.