I have a story about how right people from Surrey will see you. Do you know Fiona? You probably do because she lives in Surrey. I was staying at a hotel in London near that street where princes buy their expensive suits (what's it called?). I went on a walkabout one Friday night. I saw a line of hot chicks outside a fancy nightclub, and I like hot chicks so I went inside. I made a new friend, Fiona. At the end of the night, she offered to escort me home. I thought she meant to my hotel, becaue maybe she thought I couldn't find the way on my own. On the chance that she was planning to bang me when we arrived, I agreed and got into her Volkswagen. She seemed like she knew where she was going, and I'd had a few drinks, so I wasn't paying attention. We ended up at her apartment in Guilford. We were in the living room, on a daybed, bare ass nekkid, she was riding me, big ole titties flapping around, when I could tell in the near dark that someone else had come into the room. Fiona said, "Not now, please," and whoever had come into the room went back out. Upon completion of the act, I fell asleep. When I woke up, Fiona was gone. I never saw her again. At the kitchen table a few feet away, was a middle aged woman drinking tea. "Fiona's gone to work," she said. Turns out this was Fiona's mom. I was horrified. Did mom see me rooting her daughter the night before? Mom did. And didn't seem to mind. When mom found out I was a foreigner, she took an interest in me. She made me breakfast. She took me on a hike, that evening she took me to a soccer game. Woking vs. Maidstone. She bought me ciders. After that, she took me to the train station and I went back to London. We exchanged letters for years afterward. Anywhere else in the world, if a mom sees you fornicating with her daughter, she will scream and throw things at you. In Surrey, she'll give you a spare toothbrush. But what the fuck is wrong with you people? You fuck in front of your mothers?