After one particularly nasty session in a hotel room, where all sorts of krap got thrown around, the laundry service sent my clothes back unwashed with two girls who wanted to know what I had been doing. With very mischievous grins, they showed me seamen and vaginal mucous stains on the sofa, on the chairs, the carpet, up the curtains, and down the back of the TV and the fridge. How did you do that, asked the brown skin girl, pointing at the ceiling. Come here, I said. See the video.