Returning from a stroll, LADY LARA finds a cat burglar on the loose in the Palace. The Pink Panther he is not, but he will be a whole lot pinker when she gets through with him. The intruder wakes from a relaxation daze to find himself securely fastened to a gyno-chair in a dimly lit room. Wrong place, wrong time? What's so wrong about being utterly at the mercy of a HIGHLY EROTIC BIZARRE LADY? Some people would pay good money for that. Others will complain about anything. Why be finicky if SHE wants to practice HER penmanship on his mangy chest and pubic thatch. With hair that revolting, ... Show more