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Two lesbians, who say they enjoy bondage, order a drink and retire to the club’s whipping bench. They take turns thrashing each others’ behinds as one at a time they arch their backs over the leather-bound table, securing their wrists in buckled stirrups.…
For Gallo, Fetish Night is like a sexual supermarket where she can spend the evening shopping around before making a final selection. She says it’s one of the few places in Toronto where she can find what she’s looking for—a man who wants to be controlled.
“If you go to [an average singles club], it’s hard going up to a guy and saying: ‘Excuse me, do you mind tying me up?’
“Here, I’ll approach people, find out what they’re into and arrange to met them later if we’re in sync.” …
Heymes notes that police regularly check the club and have made no complaints.
“We’re offering a venue for people who are into that lifestyle to show themselves off.
“Isn’t it fantastic that Toronto has something like that to offer?”
(August 13, 1991)
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?