An orgasm sensor? [What the actual fuck.] You can't be -- you're serious, aren't you? What do they need something like that for? [And does that mean they're ... chipped, or something? Frowning, Dorian turns to the large mirror in the bathroom, and starts stroking down the length of his nude body, and looking for ..... hell, he doesn't know. Insertions beneath the skin? This is so fucked.]

Well, we're not doing that, obviously. It's patently insane. [Right?!]