You come into my hallway wearing that dress. You know the effect it has and I'm going to show you so there's no doubt. I hold your face and we kiss, deeply, passionately and our mouths become as one. Our tongues explore each other - an amuse bouche for what will come soon. I take your hand and lead you to the kitchen. I turn your back to me and you lean forward onto the work surface. "I'm going to eat you," I say. I drop...