He fiddled with it and tried all sorts of things that I knew wouldn’t work and then said,
“The trouble is, the reception’s not very good here. He put his head on one side and smiled back. Shame on me, I was getting interested! When he came back from having a pee in the bathroom, I was idly going down the list of channels on the TV. “You got a problem with your TV?” he said, rather chirpily. He was young – about 26-28, about 5’ 10”, slim and with lovely big dark brown eyes and a rounded nose that was just broad enough to be sexy without being squat. “Oh God, sorry!” he apologized, “I’m supposed to be on call; I’ve got to answer it!”
It was 1.30 am when two very messy, slippery bodies separated, as I rolled off him and he leapt to find his phone.
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