Detail I forgot about the sex club, by the way. A row of cubicles backing onto each other, with a hole in the joining wall.
J: "It's called a suckatorium. It's yummo. You stick you knob through and get head."
ME: "But... you can't see who's doing it to you. That's...."
J: "Who cares? You're getting head."
How I've missed the moral high ground.