“Okay ladies, the night is getting old. I know today is Sunday, and there’s no practice scheduled, but we are going to need a full day’s rest after this workout. I want us all asleep by dawn. But first we need one last indelibly memorable performance to cap off this party properly. So now we’re going to irrevocably cement our evil little peeping Tom’s coerced conversions into shamelessly greedy slut-boys. It’s time for them to take that ultimate step, to truly join the winning team by recognizing every human being’s essential bisexuality, and at last inescapably embracing their own. Let’s get them properly positioned to reciprocate by giving us they same kind of free show that we unwittingly provided them with earlier!” Cheers of emphatic agreement greeted this idea, along with by far the
