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Title: The Great Navel Caper!

Author:

msmollusk

Rating: nc-17

Summary: A party, alcohol, bellybuttons and sex.

Disclaimer: I don’t know these people, and make no actual assumptions on their private lives…

Feedback: *slobbers* oh god yes pretty please?

Pairing: Billy/Dom/Orli (wtf?)

A/N: for

It’s fairly typical Friday night in New Zealand. That is, the hobbits and Orli were drunk (except for Sean who was driving later of course). The only difference was that instead of being shit-faced at some bar in Wellington, they were shit-faced in Billy’s lounge room, playing Whose Bellybutton Is The Best Looking?. Needless to say the conversation was sparkling…

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‘I’ve got the best bellybutton!’ Crowed Orlando as he lifted up his tight t-shirt above his nipples for the inspection of the others.

‘Hmmm, yeah not bad, not bad’ Said Dom as he pulled off his own shirt and proudly displayed his own navel.

‘Is that Pippins scarf in there Dom? You’ve got so much frockin’ lint and crap in there it’s a wonder I don’t smell mushrooms. You do wash don’t you?’ Said the scot peering closely at Doms belly while Orlandos laugh, Elijah’s giggle, and Seans guffaws bellowed across the timber expanse of living room.

‘Har de har har Boyd. Come on then, up with your shirt, or are ya afraid that you’ve got an ugly one?’

‘I’ve no’ got an ugly anything ya ponce. just thought I’d let you all show yours before I put you all to shame with the wondrous beauty that is the Boyd Belly Button. So come on Lij! Sean! Whip em out!’ Billy said while reaching past Orlando to grab the bottle of whiskey. He then stopped mid reach and sniffed loudly. ‘Oi orli you smell nice tonight! What’s tha’ you’re wearin?’

‘It’s called “Only Orli” and its very exclusive and highly sought after’ Came Orlis pathetic attempt at wit.

‘Clever Orli, did you get a whole bunch of monkeys working’ around the clock to come up with that tripe?’ Blurted out an extremely rat-arsed Elijah, finally relishing a chance to rag on someone else’s poor excuse at joke making.

‘Actually what you’re smelling Billy is half the bottle of 90 proof vodka that butterfingers here managed to spill all over himself, that’s why you find it so appealing ya piss-head. Oh and Orli, don’t go near any open flames’

‘Does that include yerself Dom? And as if you can talk about me bein’ a piss-head, you’re more cut than carrots bloody julienne!’

Sean had been watching the two hobbits and elf rant and jibe at each other all evening and knew what was behind all the tension. He and Christine had had a similar thing going when they had first met each other. The difference was, Sean was pretty sure that the three of them were not in love. But they badly needed to get a room…and soon. Also Sean did not intend to be anywhere in hearing distance when they got said room, nor did he want Elijah subject to that torture.

‘Alright alright! Quit your yammerin’ you three, I intend to leave soon and I’ll be taking doodle back to his house. I’ll take my shirt off if you lot promise not to rib me about my Sam weight, ok?’ Said Sean, knowing full well they were still going to make fun of him.

‘We promise!’ Came the child-like chorus.

‘Don’t rib him? We cant even see any bloody ribs with his Sam weight’ Stage-whispered Dom in Orlandos ear. Orlando and Billy giggled, while Sean glared at Dom. Elijah meanwhile was busy pouring himself another vodka and coke or rather, slightly brown coloured vodka. Since he was apparently leaving the party soon, he may as well not remember leaving early.

Sean then opened the buttons on his shirt and spread it wide to reveal not only his navel, but a decent amount of snail trail and thatch of pubic hair because of course he’d forgotten that he’d opened the top buttons on the fly of his jeans earlier to make room for the Chinese theyd all gorged themselves on at dinner.

‘Gash! Sorry guys’ Said a crimson-faced Sean while he did his jeans fly back up.

‘Sean! That is positively indecent!‘ Said Orli in a mock falsetto.

‘Methinks master Samwise should be tending his own garden instead of his Mr. Frodos so much’ Said Billy, nudging Elijah who had absolutely no idea what was going on.

‘Look at all that hair! So very virile of you Sean.’ Said Dom. ‘You know’ He said to the others, ‘I bet he’s got huuuge’

‘DOM!’ Screamed Billy, Orli and Sean.

‘Testicles’ He finished nonchalantly.

Sean then proceeded to rebutton his shirt, then picking up his and Elijah’s glasses, to Elijah’s ignored protestations. He took the glasses to the kitchen where he dumped the undrunk alcohol down the sink to the ignored protestations of the entire group.

‘Hey there was still alcohol in that!’

‘I know Billy, and if you lot knew what was good for you you’ll all stop drinking now too’ was Seans reply knowing full well it was going to go unheeded.

‘Come on Elijah, we’re going now. Bye guys! See you tomorrow.’ Sean grabbed Elijah by the arm and hustled him out the door while the remaining three were yelling their goodbyes to them both, and Elijah to them.

‘I just hope they’re not too pissed to remember condoms.’ Muttered Sean to himself.

‘Whassat Samwise me dear?’

‘Nothing Mr Frodo, now lets get you home and into bed.’

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‘Psssh Seans got no sense of fun’ Grumbled Dom after the door shut behind Sean and Elijah.

‘Bloody Americans. That song, whassit called? America the Brave? It should be called America the pissweak party poopers.’ Said Orli rather pithily.

‘Hey thas alligra… alista…alligator…what’s that word Dom?’

‘Alliteration Billy?’

‘Yeah yeah!’ Said Billy enthusiastically.

‘Hey why didn’t you ask me what it means Billy?‘ Asked a very pouty looking Orli.

‘’Cos you my friend, are dumber than a box o’ hair, dimmer than a two watt light bulb, uglier’n a car full o’ arseholes, gayer than old dads hat, and so on and so forth’ Billy smiled winningly at Orlando who now not only looked pouty, but incredibly confused. Billy looked over at Dom and saw him sniggering and looked at his watch, so Billy looked at his own watch keeping track of the time waiting to see how long it would be until Orlando caught on. When some time later…

‘Hey!’ (2 minutes, 13 seconds) ‘I am not ugly!’

Billy and Dom immediately burst into raucous laughter rolling about on the floor clutching their stomachs and then each other for support until Orlando who must have gotten sick of feeling left out and joined in laughing too (albeit still looking somewhat confused).

When they finally calmed down, it was Orlando who remembered why Dom was half dressed and why his own shirt was still rucked up under his armpits, exposing his long, skinny torso.

‘Hey Dom, you know we still haven’t seen Billy’s yet?’

‘Haven’t seen Billy’s what?’ Asked Dom, dabbing at his eyes with some cloth.

‘His belly button. After all that we didn’t get to see Billy’s bellybutton, or Doodles!’

‘Ya got a navel fetish or something Orli? You sound pretty keen to see my hot flesh mate’ Said a smirking Billy.

Dropping his voice to a sultry level, Orlando leaned in close to Billy’s ear and said, ‘I’ll take what I can get when it comes to seeing you naked Mr Boyd.’

Hmm thought Billy, he wants to play it like that, he’s got no idea what he’s in for.

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Dom watched the other two with more than a little jealousy. The only reason he had not hit on Billy already was because he thought Billy was straight, and that all the innocent flirting the three of them engaged in was just that, innocent. Now he wasn’t so sure, tonight seemed to be different somehow, like the air was charged or something. Ironically he thought the difference tonight was that there wasn’t much actual flirting going on… until now and bizarrely that seemed to make it more intense. Orlando was hot, yes, and Dom would definitely shag him, but Billy was the real prize. Unfortunately Orlando though so too. Oh well, he’d let Orlando have his fun for a little while and Dom would sit back, enjoy the show which was already sending flashes of heat into his groin, and wait.

‘Now now Orlando, good things come to those who wait. Dom, would you mind puttin’ on some more music?’ asked Billy with a smile, looking not at Dom but at a very intense-looking Orlando.

‘Sure, no problem’ Dom stumbled over to the stereo and selected a favourite cd from the rack. In no time at all, the starting strains of Jeff Buckley’s’ Mojo Pin could be heard over the sounds of slightly-heavy breathing echoed in the dimly-lit room.

‘Mmm, nice choice Dommie’ Was it Doms imagination or did Billy sound like his voice had dropped about 2 octaves?

‘Come on Billy, what’s all this about that fabulous navel?’ Purred Orlando, who as he shifted his position on the hardwood floor, made no attempt to hide the bulge that was now sporting the front of his khaki pants.

‘I’m pretty sure I told you to be patient. Yep, I did, so now you don’t get to see’ Billy turned half away with a wink to Dom whose mouth had suddenly obtained the aridity of the Sahara desert - in a dry spell.

Orlando knew very well how to play games, had been playing them since he was about fifteen years old in fact. One as beautiful as he did not get through much of life without experiencing the perks of physical gratification. So he crawled across the floor to where Billy sat turned away, half leaned over the smaller man and said ‘I think a truly wondrous navel should be judged by the three better senses; Sight… touch… and taste.’ Orlando punctuated each sense by blowing softly on the back of Billy’s neck, and didn’t fail to notice Billy’s slight tremor and Doms inhaled gasp from behind him.

‘I think you’re right. What do you think Dom, is the elf on to something?’

‘Euch *cough* ah yes, yes he is’ Dom crawled over to join Orlando sitting behind Billy.

‘I think Billy here might find this a bit ticklish, so why don’t you hold him Dom?’ Well it seemed Orlando could be a bit of a pushy shit but Dom was in no mind to argue.

Dom reached forward and slowly spun Billy around so that Billy was on his back on the floor with his head in front of Doms folded legs and his wrists in Doms firm grip. Dom didn’t need to hold him so tightly as Billy was utterly compliant, but in Doms present state, he felt like he needed to get inside of Billy, in every possible way.

‘Mmm better like this innit Dom?’

‘Mmmmm’

Orlando then proceeded to unbutton the front of Billy shirt ever so slowly from the top down. When he reached the button that revealed Billy’s (actually rather pleasant) belly button, he paused and blew on it, making Billy jerk, before finishing the process then flinging his shirt open wide with a flourish.

‘Let’s see what we have here. Orlando leant right forward so that his nose was a bare two inches from Billy’s navel and appeared to study it in minute detail. Yes, yes, very nice to look at. What do you think Dom?’ Amazing that Orlando could keep his voice to a very business-like tone.

Leaning over the top of Billy’s head which was in quite close proximity with Doms very obvious hard-on (even contained within jeans) Dom also inspected the Boyd Belly Button rather closely, implicitly aware of Billy’s deep heated breaths on his aching erection. The combined dampness and heat seeking to destroy what little was left of Dominic Monaghans sanity.

‘It’s… very good, very round.’ Oh god he was starting to get a little dizzy.

A chuckle erupted from Orlando. The lissom man may not have been the smartest cookie, but in the game of sexual seduction he was the King, and on occasion, the Queen. He knew Dom was fairly naïve in this particular game, regardless that the Mancunian had lost his virginity at fourteen. Billy on the other hand was an old pro. He could keep certain things hidden (such as his sexual orientation), but also know when to show his cards. Billy was indeed surprising him by letting Orlando dominate him ever so subtly. So Orlando surprised Billy by not challenging Billy’s decision.

‘Hm round, you can get back up again Dom. Not too deep and not too shallow. I think we can summarise that it passes the first test, that being Sight. Now on to the second.’ Orlando moved his right hand forward from where it had been resting on his thigh to pass right over the air directly above Billy’s torso to settle over his collarbone, where it descended on the naked flesh. Billy bucked up and Orlando settled his legs lightly over the top of Billy’s upper thighs, with his arse on the floor between said thighs.

‘Easy now’ Orlando murmured.

‘Nng, touch me you fuck.’ Breathy curse from the supine man laid low on the floor, between two of his best mates.

Dom thought if Orlando didn’t get around to whatever was going to happen soon, he was going to blow his load in his jeans, probably with enough force to blow the top of Billy’s head off as well. This lead to thoughts of fabulous conditioner with an advertising jingle of a show-tune and a gorgeous woman singing “And all that jizz”. Physically shaking his head to clear these thoughts, Orlando gave him a quizzical look then returned his gaze to Billy.

‘Now who ought to be patient huh?’ said Orlando as he gently dragged his finger down the centre of Billy’s chest and stomach to thrust deeply into Billy’s navel in one quick stroke - imitation of penetration.

‘Oh Christ Orli!’ Billy’s eyes screwed tightly shut and Dom was grateful because the deep dark shade of emerald Billy’s eyes had acquired was getting to him.

‘Mm, yep, just as I thought, not too shallow, not too deep. Just right.’ rubbing deeply into Billy’s navel, he knew just what sort of sensations he was creating. Done right, it can stimulate corresponding genital areas and Orlando was well versed in this chapter in the Book of Fucking.

‘Wha’ are ye feckin’ Goldilocks or something’? Have a’ it ye son of a whore!’ The logical part of Billy’s brain - the part which had wanted to play mind games with Orli - had ceased to function once Orlandos long, talented finger touched his body. The hell with it, Orlando can win the trip to ever-fucking Disneyland, he just didn’t want him to stop. Doms refusal to ease his grip on his wrists and knowing that Doms erection was right behind his head only further added to his desperation. But god he needed something, something more.

‘Dommie, come here, I wanna kiss ye’ Opening his eyes again revealed Doms face coming at his own at roughly the speed of sound before their lips clashed upside-down in a sloppy, haphazard but incredibly hot kiss. Both of them moaning around the conglomeration of lips, teeth and tongue.

Orlando watched while they tried to make a decent effort of their first real kiss, continuing to play with Billy’s navel.

Having grown impatient, without warning, Orlando ducked his head and leant over to Billy’s and replaced his finger with his long tongue.

‘Mmmaaahhhohgodjesusmaryorli!’ Billy relinquished his lips from Dom for the sake of the outburst and thrust his hips off the floor to try and obtain some sort of friction from the inside of his jeans. All the while continuing to moan which seemed to be coming in stereo now.

Dom couldn’t help himself. When he lifted his head after Billy ended the kiss to cry out, he saw what Orlando was doing and started to moan along with Billy without noticing the noises he was making.

Smiling around his tongue at the reaction he was getting, Orlando thought it time to up the ante - as it were. Without stopping his ministrations, he slid his left hand past the loose waistband of his khakis to grip his throbbing erection just once tightly, just enough to slake a little of the tensions that had been building in his groin for the last, what? 5 minutes, 50 minutes, 5 hours?

The sigh that escaped Orlandos lips as he cupped himself blew hotly into Billy’s navel, making him utter a wretched “Frrerk!” sound.

‘Mmm yeah tastes pretty fine too. I’d say you did have one miraculous navel William Boyd. Congratulations’ said Orlando when he finally pulled his writhing tongue from Billy’s orifice.

‘Tha’s not the only par’ of my anatomy tha’s miraculous. Perhaps you should do a test on another?’ Coy smile from Billy and wide eyes from Dom.

‘Perhaps we should. Dom, I’m sure Billy has a little something in his bedside table that would make the testing a much… smoother expedition, would you mind terribly fetching it for me? Thanks’ Without waiting for a reply, Orlando pulled his shirt all the way off his body, letting Billy admire his lean form from his position on his back.

He leant forward again, this time supporting his weight on his arms on either side of Billy’s chest and licked a path from Billy’s collarbone, up the long expanse of neck, to the side and underneath Billy’s left ear to lightly nibble on the earlobe. Coming back across the slightly stubbly jaw where a path of nibbles were paved Orlandos mouth and tongue finally came to rest again on Billy’s pouty and kiss-flushed lips. In the passionate kissing that ensued, Orlando could taste the whiskey Billy had been drinking earlier mixed with what must have been the tequila that Dom had been downing. Amazing how much they had sobered up he wondered briefly before refocusing on the delightful feelings Billy’s tongue induced.

Dom returned a couple of minutes later with a non-descript tube in his left hand and his denim clad erection in his other. The tubes lid was popped open and small drops were dropping on the floor to make a soft “splot” sound. When Dom had entered the room to the scene before him, he had subconsciously squeezed both hands tightly instead of just the one cupping his prick. Snapping out of it now, he muttered a small curse as he flipped the cap back shut and made his way over to drop to his knees next to the two on the floor.

‘Here’ he said slapping Orli on the back with the tube so that Orlando sat back upright with a glazed look in his eyes, once were just dark brown, now as black as space at night.

Letting his eyes linger over Billy sprawled decadently on the floor, knowing Dom was doing the same, Orlando unzipped Billy’s pants and carefully pulled them down, pulling his red satin boxers down with them. Billy’s rock hard erection jutted out from the confines of the pants to rest against the light brown bush of hair fuzzing Billy’s lower stomach.

All three of them groaned in unison. Billy from sheer relief, Dom and Orlando from the beautiful sight of the proud cock, slit leaking a little pre-cum, and a little more smeared along the shaft from when it had been removed from Billy’s pants.

‘Why don’t you see what you can do about the next test Dom?’ Asked Orlando softly.

Before he was finished uttering the words, Doms mouth was already engulfing Billy’s engorged penis-head and Billy was uttering non-sensical words and scrabbling at Doms hair as if he were afraid Dom would suddenly disappear and therefore end the amazing feeling of having his best mates mouth around his cock.

Orlando took the time to remove his own pants at a leisurely pace. He threw his and Billy’s’ pants across the floor and picked up the tube of KY. He placed himself back between Billy’s’ legs without either Billy or Dom even noticing and flipping the cap, squirted a good amount of the slick stuff on to his hand.

He allowed himself a few quick long hard strokes before reaching his hand between Billy’s legs in front of him and loosely cupped Billy’s balls before slipping lower and rubbing his lube-coated finger behind his balls and circling around Billy’s opening.

‘Ach Dom! No I wan’ you, wan’ your cock! Get those pants off now!’ Billy pulled Doms head way from his dick to see Doms cloudy and bewildered eyes so he repeated, ‘Dom, I wan’ to suck your fuckin’ cock, get your fuckin’ pants off NOW!’

This time there was no confusion in Doms eyes and he nearly had a “There’s something about Mary” incident in his haste to remove his jeans. A new world record for quickest pants removal later and Dom was naked. He turned his head and upon seeing what Orlando was doing, he had to pinch the base of his dick to stem the oncoming orgasm he knew was imminent just from the sight of Orlando doing that.

Orlando had busied himself in the meantime by opening Billy up to as much as Billy would take so now he shifted Billy’s legs up so that his hips were directly lined up Billy’s backside he used both hands to hold Billy’s legs in the air, he slowly moved his hips forward and pressed his aching cock up to Billy’s hole and gently thrust in about an inch. He then pulled out, then thrust in again a little further, repeating until he was almost all the way in then he started to thrust rhythmically, listening to the smacking sounds of Billy’s mouth preoccupied with Doms cock and the combined moans and groans of all three of them.

This was an experience Billy had never had before, being filled at both ends. It was an incredible, amazing feeling and before his mind tumbled into an erotic abyss of desire, he idly wondered why on earth people don’t do this everyday? Fuck he’d be inclined to do this on the street corner now knowing how good it feels.

Dom mind was filled with Billy; Billy’s’ mouth, Billy’s’ skin, Billy’s’ eyes, Billy’s’ touch, Billy’s‘ motherfucking tongue! How the fuck did we get to this? We were talking about belly buttons for Christs’ sake! Not that Dom was complaining or even cared. His mind tipped over into chasm to join Billy’s’.

Orlando was lost also, lost in the hot, tight feel of Billy clamped slickly around his dick. The friction! Oh Jesus that feels so fucking good, fuck he’s so tight! Guess he doesn’t bottom all that much like I thought. And oh Mary did that make him lose all control as he began thrusting quicker and more erratically as he neared his orgasm.

Dom came first, the feel of Billy’s’ unbelievable mouth working his cock was just too much and he came with a an “OH Oh Aaaah fuck Billlly!” as he ejected a stream of come into Billy’s’ sucking mouth.

Billy was next, Doms come jetting the back of his throat had undone him. The intimacy of the act was exacerbated by the fact that they were the best of friends and he loved Dom deeply, would do anything for him. He would later find out from Dom that a tear escaped the corner of his eye and ran down his cheek when he heard Dom call out his name upon emission. His own orgasm was verbalised by a “Fuuuuck Dooomm aahhhhh!”.

Orlando felt the contraction of Billy’s orgasm tighten around his shaft and was unable to hold back his oncoming orgasm even though he would have loved to have fucked Billy for another hour or so it was so brilliant. Orlando made no noise save for a few grunts and a sigh.

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Orlando picked up his pants from the floor and after cleaning himself off with a towel handed to him by Billy, shucked them back on along with his shirt, picked up his stuff from the coffee table and after bidding them both goodnight, went out the door to walk back to his house a few blocks away. He wasn’t the smartest cookie but he knew the game of physical attraction and he knew that there was no place for him here.

Dom didn’t leave. He also accepted a proffered towel, cleaned himself off and got dressed. The two of them didn’t say much but the looks they shared were worth more than any words. Dom stayed in Billy’s bed that night and for most nights they were in New Zealand.

Orlando was never invited to share their bodies again, and that was okay with him. Dom and Billy didn’t regret that Orlando was there when they first came together (literally and figuratively) because if it didn’t happen then maybe they wouldn’t have gotten together at all. That’s just the way it was and that was just fine, que sera sera.

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Date: 2005-06-04 01:07 am (UTC)

From:

surreality-fan.livejournal.com

no subject

*flails*

what the fuck are you trying to do to me?

angsty-sweet eroticism.

Date: 2005-06-04 02:05 am (UTC)

msmollusk.livejournal.com

lol, trying to make you flail, and gee, it looks like I succeeded *g*.

Glad you like it :)

Date: 2005-06-04 01:23 am (UTC)

ditchwitchbitch.livejournal.com

The first part had me giggling. I adore the boys drunk, and they seem to be making a lot of appearances in fic lately. Sean was a nice addition as well, as he's so often left out of fic which I hardly think is fair as he's such a good friend of theirs. But he knew when to duck out.

This was strangely hot. I wasn't certain when it all started out with belly buttons, but it was GOOD. Thank you for writing this.

And yes. What will be will be. :P

Date: 2005-06-04 02:11 am (UTC)

Yeah Seanie seems like a sweetheart, too bad he's not in more fics :(

I must be the only one who finds navels kind of erotic *hides*.

*points at you and says in Uncle Sam voice*: Have you played with your navel today???

My motto is "just be" and dammit that's how I'm gonna live my life :)

Date: 2005-06-04 02:52 am (UTC)

sl-rogue.livejournal.com

HOTT! HOTT! SOOOO F**KING HOTT

I usually don't like threesome fics but this one was sooooo GREAT! And I think that navel's are pretty sexy. Navels, bellies and hair are very attractive to me... ;)

Date: 2005-06-04 03:34 am (UTC)

Ok, this is me bowled over by your reaction... *THUD*

And don't forget the all important "V" shape on a guy, it's like an arrow pointing to the goodies :P

Date: 2005-06-04 03:01 am (UTC)

pippins-penny.livejournal.com

Awww!! You finished it!! Yeahhhhhhhhh! Well done!

Date: 2005-06-04 03:35 am (UTC)

*rolls eyes* Yeah finally! The muse returned last night to visciously kick me in the head. I was supposed to be finishing a Billijah too, oh well :)

Date: 2005-06-04 04:33 am (UTC)

Er, not to cut in or anything, but... ::stares:: Andy icon! Sorry. I'm through now. Just... have a thing for him.

Date: 2005-06-04 12:34 pm (UTC)

lol, can you believe this is the only pic I have of Andy??? I had to make an icon for the lovely man. And I love love love your icon... smouldering.

Date: 2005-06-04 03:54 am (UTC)

hmcgirl.livejournal.com

Belly button sex, omg YES!!!

Date: 2005-06-04 12:36 pm (UTC)

Ooh yeah navels (especially the boys') are hawt!

Date: 2005-06-04 04:09 am (UTC)

arwen1682.livejournal.com

Wow.... :)

Date: 2005-06-04 12:37 pm (UTC)

Thanks! :)

Date: 2005-06-04 04:35 am (UTC)

rposie.livejournal.com

WHat I want to know, is where the hell in NZ do you get nights like that??? I'm going there. That was funny and very hot.

This bit made me giggle...

‘Hey thas alligra… alista…alligator…what’s that word Dom?’

‘Alliteration Billy?’

Date: 2005-06-04 12:40 pm (UTC)

Fragged if I know where in NZ, hell I'd swim across the Tasman just to get there!

Good thing he[Billy] could get his mouth around more important issues later...