QUOTE : And right now, some affiliates of the promiscuous persuasion were beckoning, urging the women to join their huge orgy.<br /><br />‘Come have a go, ladyships!’ said one of the strumpets. Stella mustered a look so disapproving it made steel feel guilty for being hard. Unabated, the prostitute lit herself a cigarette and winked suggestively. <br /><br />‘Will make it worth your while and no trouble.’<br /><br />‘Er.’<br /><br />The strumpet sucked on her cigarette with gusto and hastily turned to Aurora. Under the heavy theatrical greasepaint, she saw a hint of black stubble.<br /><br />‘What about you, hon? Ever swallowed a sword with its sheath?’<br /><br />‘Once,’ said Aurora through a wooden expression. ‘It didn’t end too well for the sword.’<br /><br />‘Oh leave ‘em be, Kevin,’ another strumpet butted in, as she adjusted the apples in her corset. She had a tall voice, coarse, rugged and edged; the sort of edge you cut protons on. ‘Doncha see they ‘av a lil’un with ‘em?’<br /><br />‘And I’ve a wife. What’s your point, Steve?’ the drag queen retorted.<br /><br />‘Yer wife’s a corpse, mate.’<br /><br />‘Guess that makes me a necromancer.