I discovered that Eggy's quite the ladies man.
He borrowed Slowphil's Valkerie and picked up a scooter honey:
(He's not all that keen about riding a cycle named for the Norse god's handmaidens who were choosers of the slain, but it was a good mount for trolling for the ladies.
He worked fast:
He hit the beach to relax a bit...
and chatted up a big momma:
I didn't know he had such a strong attraction for single malt until I got home and caught up on some of his past adventures. I introduced him to the local selection and the next thing I knew he had a new tattoo:
He got acquainted with the local talent (kinky stuff here):
He bought her a drink:
And at that point I turned out the lights and went to bed.