We arrived at the hotel and booked in.

It is brought up when we gather, often voiced by some of the most physically attractive men there, many of whom are objectively gorgeous, certifiably buff.

His pitch count is up to 110; he will probably be pinch-hit for next inning.

"...and I bet she's dirty, and all. She's bound to take it up the Gary Glitter.” “I'm sure that Mel's a nice church-going lass,” I countered, almost managing a straight face, “who has never been kissed, let alone done up the arse.”