She comes right up to my face and begins to untie the bikini style bottoms that she has on, before I can even blink they are on the ground. In this irreversible moment I discovered what my surprise was….Toya’s penis. By this point though I am 20 quid in and sitting on my hands so I am just going to have to grin and bear it as Toya’s willy is slowly dragged across my poor wee face. This is where my distinct way of thinking kicks in and I decide to ask for the manager. I explain to him that under Section 15 of the Sale of Goods Act these goods are not fit for the purpose of which I purchased them, and that I wish to receive a refund. I was instantly kicked out of the club to lick my wounds and clean my defiled face. Moral of the story, we all have to just grin and bear the pains that life throw at us, even if it is a transsexuals willy in your face.