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Sex scene prior to 2017The atmosphere was charged as they struggled to focus on the food. Every time their eyes met the little hairs on the back of her neck stood. When it was time to leave, he got up reached out for her hand. They walked out with hands interlocked. As the valet brought the car over, he looked at her and asked uncertainly”Would you like to see my place?”She nodded as she did not trust her voice not to crack in anticipation.The moment she stepped into his sitting room she found herself in his arms. He kissed her urgently. He lifted her up against the door and she clasped her legs around him. …..,……………. ……………………. ……………………………..Sex scene after 2017The atmosphere was charged as they struggled to focus on the food. Every time their eyes met the little hairs on the back of her neck stood. When it was time to leave, he got up and reached out for her hand. “May I hold your hand?” She said he could  They walked out with hands interlocked. As the valet brought the car over, he looked at her and asked uncertainly”Would you like to see my place?”She nodded as she did not trust her voice not to crack in anticipation.”Sorry? Was that a yes or no? I just want to be sure that nodding means yes.””Yes” she said in a low sexy voice.When they got his apartment, he stood at the door and fiddled with the pin on his lapel (which unknown to her was a consent camera)”You do realise that I invited you over to have sex?”She exhaled in exasperation and said “yes” impatiently. She wondered briefly why he hovered awkwardly over herHe opened the door and they got in. “Would you like a drink?” he asked”Yes please, a beer. Star Radler.””Sorry but as a rule I don’t serve females alcohol in my place. Not that I have a habit of bringing plenty females over….I mean if I meet someone really special I do… But it doesn’t happen often…you know….”2 frigging percent of alcohol is in Star Radler. She thought angrily. But she calmed down, it should be comforting that he does not ply women with drink. He brought her coke at room temperature accompanied by a pile of papers. “Consent forms”  he said simply.The first question that caught her eye was “How many minutes of foreplay do you consider appropriate?”The second  said.”Would fingers in your mouth disgust you?”It took her almost an hour to complete the forms. He led her to the door. What was he doing?”This was what I wanted to do when we came in.”Her stomach knotted as some of the lost excitement came back. He kissed her deeply and lifted her against the door. She made urgent noises and tapped him on the shoulder. He removed his lips and began to ask a volley of questions.Did I kiss you too hard?Are you withdrawing consent as is well within your rights?Do you feel disrespected or debased?Are you unclear about any of the paragraphs in the form. “The door knob…..” She gritted out.He frowned in confusion. “The bloody door knob is digging into my back!!!!”