It turns out what Orlando has in mind is to take me up to the shower and soap up each other's naked bodies. And then turn me around against the shower wall and join with me from behind until I'm crying tears of pure pleasure. By the time we stumble out of the shower again, I feel both cleaner and dirtier than I have in a long time. And I'm beginning to think it's a miracle that I can still walk after two weeks with this man.

I'm drying off in front of the mirror when Orlando ...