She fends him off effortlessly. 'Um, each other?'
Once all the bluehairs have gone, the backroom turns into an impromptu slideshow starring Grazy and some other regulars at the annual drag-queen extravaganzas in Graz and Vienna.
These 'Tuntenballs'—or 'fag bashes'—are the successors to the exclusive parties hosted by homosexuals in Germany and Austria back in Krafft-Ebing's day.
The official photos feature gorgeous costumes and outrageous peacockery.
Unfortunately, the pics in this slideshow are more like vacation snaps, with dodgy drag queens surrounded by hot girls trying to outglam them by flaunting the only physical advantages they have: some are actually naked.
A more typical sequence, though, shows a woman and a tranny groping a topless woman's boobs, then the topless gal groping the woman back, and finally the topless woman cupping the drag queen's falsies.
It's like having to sit through your parents' holiday slideshow, only with added nipples.
Note to self: when your sex life is the most interesting thing about you, it's time to get a life.
Just as my eyelids are crusting shut, Grazy's girlfriend shouts at him and storms out, leaving him to totter after her and providing me with the break I need.
Outside, Grazy tells Lena and me they're headed to a joint called No Limits.
But I've already reached mine, and Lena's been gagging to go ever since she got here.
'God, that was dull!' she groans as we walk away. 'I've had more fun at lunch with a nun—at least she was laughing and telling dirty jokes!'
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