I gulped, looking back into the consuming heat of her gaze. XXNX Feeling that there was everything to celebrate, I removed a bottle of Moet & Chandon Brut from the refrigerator (I always keep a bottle chilled) and took it upstairs with two elegant champagne flutes which I had bought at Tiffany’s in New York. She leant forwards and gave me a kiss on the back of the neck, so firm that it felt more like a bite. I let her pop the champagne cork, and we drank toasts to our new relationship, and chatted until the water began to cool. Firstly, it was deeply ribbed and (an innovation that I was proud of) these ridges formed a spiral which ran all the way down its length, in a corkscrew effect – getting penetrated with this monster truly was to be screwed into the ground.
