‘‘Underwear? My choice because you won’t be seeing them, so it doesn’t affect you if I go in my full birthday suit or my granny backup knickers.’’ I lift one finger and stroke it off dramatically, staring him straight in the eye as he towers over me effortlessly.

‘’Hair, shoes and makeup … however I feel, and whatever mood strikes me.’’ I strike off three more fingers, glaring at him with furrowed brows and an oozing attitude, waving my hands around like a crazed ...