To the Jezebel Club:
Sheesh, I don't know what's the matter with you girls! I mention some perfectly respectable butlering, and suddenly I'm a slave boy to the Quartetto Dominatrices!
Well, let me tell you, ladies, this Orangutan may be quiet and mild on the outside, but there's still a forever wild and untamed interior, and no woman (or women) will ever have me as a slave. And if you try, the fur will fly, and it won't just be my fur, if ya know what I mean!
Indeed, I may have to turn the tables, in which case I could find myself the recipient of four fine new slavettes. Whatcha think to that?
Expatbrit, off to locate his tape of "Conan the Barbarian"