A large cast of familar characters, in the nightclub setting often used for a George Harrison Marks productions. About 20 people sit at a long table, watching and cheering, as a series of girls are brought forward and spanked as a "dress rehearsal" for a GHM video in the works. Mild, cute stuff, all in all.

The first girl encouraged front-and-center is one of our all-time favorites, a long-haired flaming Irish redhead identified as Liza Wigan in another video, "Schoolgirl Fannies on Fire;" We name this video because she takes very respectable canings. She makes our preferred list because of her pale Irish skin and trim sculpted feminine bottom, which marks up colorfully. Her pouty little Irish temper helps to incite the spanker. Here she is handspanked in front of the merry crowd.

A brunette and a blonde, also GHM regulars, mix in, are spanked, spank each other, skirts up, panties down. The action on-stage is too hectic to chronicle. The screaming and squawking are contrived. The redhead is paddled then caned, while she tries to recite the lines she will use in the video. Her pale blotched bottom full-screen steals the show. GHM actually creates some blood flecks on one thigh, not his style and surely not intended. The crowd chants "Harder!" The plucky redhead is clapped off the stage after an entertaining 15 with the cane.

A third blonde is treated on stage by another male cast member--she gets the bare hand and tawse. At this point, you are scanning the specatators for pretty faces who might be next to be called forward.

And next is a brunette in one of those shorty statin rented Halloween nurse costumes. Over a chair, black panties down--handspanking, paddling, tawse, and a touch of the cane. GHM is her male spanker: To the nurse: "Say, Aah," and crisply slaps her bottom. "Aah."

An older blonde woman, a staff member in other videos named Christina, is almost spanked, but we fortunately are spared more. Two more pretty brunettes we've been eyeing in the background spank and paddle each other. One actually gets naked and does little bows to the crowd, which shares with us admiration of her nifty package. We need a longer exposure to her.

At the conclusion, all the girls, seven or eight of them, moon across the stage; the men patrol back and forth, slapping bottoms. It is all high merriment, no full powered action, and no nudity except the stunning brunette, and no frontal glimpses except a few winks.