I have been involved in a car accident where I look to be the culpable party – you are the officer who is questioning me. It transpires that the other person involved is your wife – in my view, a clear conflict of interests. I start trying to get you to look into my eyes, you find yourself melting, become aroused, yet oddly peaceful. I am clearly the one at fault, you insist, but your resolve weakens and you find yourself obeying and agreeing with me; wouldn’t it be wonderful to be with me; to spend the night with me..
