You wouldn't think it to look at her, but Lyla Lei's attracted to beady-eyed drunks and depraved country lawyers with dubious professional credibility. Get them all in a room together, and Lyla's happier than a pig squealing in hot vegetable oil. Just the very thought of those kinds of men engulfing her dinghy in relentless tumultuous waves of white frothy machismo has Lyla bursting with the barbaric urgency of desire. Who wouldn't pay big cash and exchange romantic dreams of a settled down life with a frowzy, ugly woman for the brief opportunity of witnessing such a nuclear-powered wall-to-wall spectacle? It's yours. Grab the opportunity, for these don't come very often.