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ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SEXUAL EXPERIENCES took place on a New York to London flight. My boyfriend fell asleep just after take-off – a fact that alarmed me because I’m terrified of flying. The flight turned out to be really turbulent, and when my boyfriend woke up, I was tired, edgy and anxious. And we were beginning the descent – my least favourite part of the flight. “I’ve got something for your nerves,” he said sleepily. I looked at him doubtfully. He handed me a slim package loosely wrapped in black tissue paper and lace. I slid the lace off and peeked inside – it was a book. On the cover a woman was lying naked with her legs apart and her head thrown back in rapture. The title was something along the lines of Kinky Stories for Girls.

I thrust the book back in the paper, worried someone would see it. My boyfriend, delighting in my embarrassment, slid it inside a magazine, then opened it at a page he’d bookmarked. He leant close so his lips were nearly touching my ear. “I’m going to read you a story,” he whispered in his husky, just-woken-up voice. Then he whispered an incredibly explicit story in my ear. Fittingly, it was about a couple having sex in a plane toilet. As he whispered expletives I could feel my anxiety disappearing and arousal taking its place. When he got to the climactic ending of the story, I was completely turned on. I was desperate for us to be off the plane so that I could kiss and touch him. As we were coming in to land, he got a flimsy plane blanket, pulled it over our laps and leant in to caress me …