A lady who lives in this same house as i currently reside has her clitoral hood piered with a ring, so i have been led to believe...
On many occasions she's had to stop as we're all walking down the street, as it's just getting too much for her to carry on (good thing).
Its not like she announces why she has to stop, but its a bit of a running gag to the fair folk who share the abode.
...She always seems to have a big smile on her face when she goes up or comes down stairs as well...
Hmm.
Me - secretly wishing i wor a lass.