‘I just got word from Jimmy, Sal, it’s worse overseas than we thought. Since they can’t use alcohol in them strip joints, they use other things, chemical means, to extract data and DNA from the boys. Jimmy’s got another patrol in the blue light district. Sal, I need ideas - the darkest, most twisted-’
‘What a stripper would do? No problem, Johnny, I got a list My Aunt used to use on the boys back home, before they came here. Hold on, let me get a pad, and mark up some data for you to upload back to Jimmy.’ Sally took out a pad, and it rezzed in the HoloSphere. She began scratching out items women used and wore, and how to make them into weapons. ‘Got it, Johnny?’
He scanned the list: “Perfume as a chemical synthesizer, targeting olfactory and neural senses, causing paralysis and distaste for partners outside the club. Lube that alters the physical composition of the male biome, causing him to appear effeminate to other partners outside the stripper circle chasing him. Condoms that catch or encode the sperm, so they can be used later for biological warfare, weapons, and adoption placement of future IVF engineered soldiers abroad. Tracking chips and nannites via LSD strips to the tongue. Stiletto heels used through a man’s temple, testicles, anus, or eye cavity. Nail polish imported with signal effects to cameras for tracking. Makeup that triggers hallucinatory effects on a male subject’s gaze. Every kind of drug engineered in combination and sliding scale effect to produce comatose victims for DNA and subconscious brain wave harvesting.” ‘Geeze, Sal, is that all you got?’
She smiled, ‘Jimmy, I ain’t even get started on how thongs can choke men, cut off blood flow to their wrists and erections, or what jewelry can do.’