With that my arms went around Mr Wilson's neck and my legs around his waist as I tried to pull myself away from his erection. I tried to protest but it was rather hard to come up with a telling argument while I was being bounced up and down as he walked, with each downwards bounce threatening to leave me skewered like a bug on a very fat pin.

The Wilsons calmly strolled to their bedroom with me expecting an involuntary sexual experience the whole way. As it was we reached the room with me still unplugged, if you know what I mean. As soon as we were past the...