Seven lusty Sapphic girls take part in real Saturnalia at night club

Disgusting.

Who wants some champagne then?

Not for me, I'm just on the water.

Who wants pink champagne?

Oh yes!

Woo!

Woo!

Do you want a drink?

I'll have a bit of that.

I know what you're getting like, it's a bit of a dick into you.

Well, you know.

I should forget about this.

You're two glasses too.

Have a look from last night, you are.

You're a good man.

That's alcoholic.

Girls gotta do what girls gotta do.

I'm dribbling, sorry.

You always dribble.

Thank you darling.

Who else wants some?

We've all got that.

I'll put this down there.

What shall we drink to then?

Footballers wives.

Cheers!

Have a seat.

Fun time.

Thanks.

So you got much planned for the weekend?

Oh, look what the cat's dragged in.

Natasha Saint.

I'm surprised you can still afford to drink in here the way your man's been playing.

I beg your pardon?

Come on love, we all know, it's fit for the knackers yard.

Fit like this place when my husband Ben sells it.

You cheeky cow.

And I said to him he wouldn't get Tuppence Extra even if we offered all of you footballers wives in it.

You bitch!

And you!

Look at me!

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