In a flashbulb of urgency Jessica Bangkok and her fantastic legs realized that she had to cheat on her old man. In Jessica's mind he was a slunk and there was no getting over that. But what to do, what to do. His puttering around the house in mid-thigh kimonos was one thing. But at night Jessica would have sex with him and hear his mangled inhuman cries as he squirted bleach incessantly into her vaginal tract. She felt he needed a taste of his own medicine. Literally. With the aid and sexual compliance of a dusky deportation officer named Tito, Jessica's crotch became this white smoke of burning flesh. She called on her old man to put the fire out. There was only one way to do that, and it wasn't manly. Jessica liked that idea.