Who says The F Word is a fantastical den of iniquity? Maybe Baby Jane (pictured below). I saw a bunch of loving couples in wedded bliss on a church outing. Of course, by church outing, I mean a booze-fueled romp at Rebel. By wedded bliss, I mean the power invested in my camera by the club denizens who congregate in Jane's Fudgepacker's Lounge upstairs and pair off for the duration of my shutter speed. And again with someone else as the mood fits. As it did for Jacki and Casey Oldenburg (pictured above and further below left), who also posed with Jane and Jane's hand (below).
Jane got around. She got into a three-way with Amanda Lepore and Jonni Rendi (below right), who was clearly transfixed by Amanda's breasts. Jacki just wanted to watch. OK. So, it's a four-way.
Then, Jane had a public private rendezvous with Jacki.
Rendi recovered from the dazzle of Amanda's breasts long enough to spend a little public private time with Demanda Dahling (pictured below), some blonde who's name I didn't get, and my Wonder Twin Brian Mills (pictured further below).
Clearly, Brian seems to doubt her momentary photographic devotion. But not long enough to prevent himself from sharing some sweet nothings with Benny Ninja (pictured below) and Milan (pictured further below).
Brian also found some one-on-one time to spend with Lady Blue (pictured below).
All this serial love photography required a great deal of vodka to wash it down. I'm including this Deee-lite nugget remixed by Pal Joey to provide a soundtrack.
Here's Brian and Rendi again (below right), like baby chicks waiting for their mother bartender to give them a little more. I have no idea who the guy checking out Brian (below left) is.
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