I'd wanted to get these pictures out there first, but I left it too late and have been beaten to the punch. (Thanks, Holly!) Isolated photos have started appearing on Facebook, and I expect many more will turn up in the near future -- especially once Pete gets back to Coventry.
A lesser man would have laid low, hoping nobody noticed, or pussied out by using the 'Untag' function in Facebook. Since I have nothing to hide, I will, instead, draw attention to the night in question and control the story from there. This, despite the prospect of possibly blowing my chances at running for higher office one day.
Two weeks ago, in Rotorua, I dressed up like a woman.
The Lava Bar has Ladies Night on Thursdays, offering up a free drink for women. Or men dressed like women. I think it was disturbing how fast Holly, Sarah and Maja were willing to lend out clothing. Even more disturbing was just how much makeup they were carrying around.
Despite René's attempts to flash, there really wasn't much there in the chest departments.
But that didn't stop me from getting groped anyway.
Have I mentioned that there was a free drink involved?
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