I’d seen your show a few times, never been a big fan or anything like that, just seen a couple. Thought the women were a bit desperate and that ... ...hen I thought ... I’M a bit desperate ... And suddenly I was a convert ... I wanted to have sex with a dog, just to see how a dog could compare to Michael...”We end of a wistful smile, he clearly wondering how sex with a dog will compare to sex with an abusive husband.We cut to our studios in Manchester ... At the moment it’s the standard empty. Now that I was there I didn’t know what to do. My heart was beating so loud that I was sure that he could hear it. Nervously I was rubbing my right thigh.When the lights went out for the movie to start, he let his left leg slump against mine. As I massaged my thigh, the back of my fingers was rubbing against his leg. When he didn’t jerk his leg away, I kept rubbing until my hand was actually on his knee. I sat there like a statue waiting for a reaction. When no reaction came, I started to. At first I was quite pleased. In fact, it would not be unfair to say that a month ago I would actually have been quite excited by the prospect of having my boyfriend stay over for the night; something about it making us seem like a real couple. However, in view of the events of the past week or so, I am rather underwhelmed by today’s events, and distinctly underwhelmed by tonight’s lack of events.It was nice that he called me at work to say that he was unexpectedly free tonight and wanted to. She has a nice pair of breasts (probably C-cups), firm and perky with nipples so lively. And, an overall body shape, carved to perfection.Not long ago, when we were at my apartment spending some time alone, watching a movie (Can’t remember what it was but it was a RomCom and showed quite some nudity and crude language). We were cuddled together, laying on the couch. When the movie ended we watched the credits roll for a few minutes, then she looked at me and asked, “What are we?”. I was.