Last Saturday night, a gaggle of fuck-hungry rich folks gathered in a 23rd Street loft to celebrate the New York City debut of Killing Kittens, a soiree where the world's "sexually elite" are free to tug rhythmically at each other's appendages without the distracting presence of uglies. According to a mostly sex-free writeup in the New York Post, at least one high-powered Manhattan couple was present. But who?