'My name's Georgie! Shall we go outside and play in the garden? Think we should go and sit on the swing now, don't you? How does that feel, good? Would you like to make love to me? Don't worry I'll take care of you. There, now keep still, forget the world. And think about me!'

He didn't know what to do with her at first. Her behaviour was erratic - and daring. Her love, her tactile touch and her passion, intoxicated him. Then, when she came to him, he smelt the animal scent on her, she savoured his strange taste, and they lost all control.