wound herself around Superstud and rubbed her nose with his... ignoring Hildebeest who now loomed behind him.

That was a mistake.

With snakelike ease, Hildebeest's scrawny arm insinuated between the cuddlers' bodies and broke the suction.

"POP!"

"Take THAT, you hussy," snarled Hildebeest, and reached out a liver-spotted hand to Ayama's blonde hair.

Ayama screeched and grabbed Hildebeest's arm, handily flipping her onto her back across the table where Barbee sat, terrorised by the sight of the towering women brawling.

Taking advantage of the situation, Shayka-Mya slithered over to Alibert and snuggled up to him, running her fingers through his carefully pomaded chest hair.

"Maybe you have some time for me to... audition... while the other girls are occupied?" she cooed.