A few years ago, my brother and I were out in our village on Halloween of a Saturday night, crawling the several great pubs. We lost count of the totty dressed in PVC and god-knows what and as you's expect after a couple our conversation was down to which ones we could shag and how. The winner was a gorgeous young woman dressed as Catwoman, head to foot in skin tight PVC with a whip. It was like a fetishist's convention, I kid you not.
