True tale: A couple of software engineer workmates (M+F) wed and many cow-orkers were invited. The event and reception were held at the elite home of two systems managers, he wearing pumps and a slinky dress revealing chest hair, his wife in a form-fitting tuxedo and penciled-in moustache. After the reception, honored (and trusted) cow-orkers joined the managers and bride+groom naked in the hot tub. Certain substances were imbibed. Hey, this was Marin County California in the era of The Serial, when chic socialites had their Dobermans carefully Rolfed.
Depends on who and where they are. Mayan brujas might not notice. Ah, an idea! Tribal witches in far-off Agoraland hear of St Valentine when Euro mariners first land, prompting said witches to remove the invaders' hearts to display along with their shrunken heads. The hearts beat rapidly every V-Day from then on. Hmmm, not erotic. Where are the tentacle monsters?
Oh, I like the heart swapping bit...
For a boner killer, underage Melissa finds that she's been corresponding with a former president jailed for treason. In desperation, she looks for his total opposite and finds a Bolivian communist dwarf with long fingers. Romance ensues.
