Bathrobes and bedroom slippers make up the props in a featurette devoted to groaning (about house chores) and playing grab-ass.

Dressing down for the occasion in blue terry cloth, blonde cutie Kristen gets short-circuited when lithe Christina West whispers details in her ear about a hot date.  Christina kisses Kristen's ass in the best possible sense of the term, and the two gals exchange mutual pleasantries via the 69 hotline.

Mustang Sally Layd takes herself on in a spread-eagled solo masturbation/penetration that doesn't exactly write the last word on the subject, possibly because of the lack of janitorial implements.  Whitney Wonders and Felecia begin their scene in hairnets and sexual passivity (just like housewives), thus offering the best argument I know for a 24-hour towing and beautician service.  Though Whitney tends to cough up sex like a dead beat on an overdue note, the scene picks up in its later stages when the girls, though the miracle of modern editing, get glamorous and nearly nasty.

Atlanta, riding an exercise bike, wishes she could be as beautiful as a porn star.  Well, she might consider taking that silly-assed tower off her head which makes her look like a female Turhan Bey, for starters.  The Georgia Peach finally quenches her desire for personal self-improvement by taking a dildo up the wazoo.  Just like a porn star.

Questionable fashion strategy and a Betty Crocker approach to sex fail to bring down the house, but the cast gets a four-star real estate rating just the same.  Market it from that aspect.