Not many women do, but Haley was a woman who definitely appreciated the penile smell of an abandoned boys' town lockerroom. Which meant only one thing. She had to find her men in multiples to approximate that intoxicating whiff of Chinese Chestnuts in bloom. One afternoon we found her at work being pawed by drunks and sodomites. The collective genital smell was overpowering to say the least. Sucking the aroma deep into her lungs as though she were ingesting top grade cannabis, Haley smiled a dreamy smile and felt something come alive in her vagina. She asked us to see for ourselves, but it was occupied at the moment.