Alas it was no orgy, Lyly was my date for the evening, I shouted her and a few of her lb mates for a night out at Classic, the Heart and a couple of other places. I have zero recollection of coming home and I awoke the next morning and they were just all there, luckily my room had two beds.
Coming down those stairs I was still drunk as a skunk and what DC's shots don't capture is the lb in the short(er) skirt taking a tumble down the bottom of the stairs. It was fine theatre for the restaurant patrons across the street below dixon cox's lodgings.
I took the whole crew over to Sorya mall for lunch at the Pizza Company and my God what a scene that was.
Man my memory is shot, I remember you sitting with Bobo next door and seeing you guys at Classic but not the window incident. I do however recall that there were a couple of loner type weirdos sitting in our vicinity, I guess it was one of them.
I normally have a keen eye too.........what was in that bag below the Nescafe can in your fourth pic?