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not more than two hundred yards from Putney Bridge. I think – though I cannot be sure – that other people were also doing it in the near vicinity although it was not late. The sex is very passionate and enjoyable and I nearly always have an orgasm, although none of them seem to have quite matched up to the one where the dog tried to get into the tent.
    It is, however, Doctor, a purely animal affair. We meet, go for a brief stroll and then, before we have really had any conversation at all, I am grabbing his penis, which is enormous, and thrusting it into me, quite often within earshot of late-night pedestrians and, on one occasion, an entire rowing team in the middle of a training session.
    If we do talk it is about the old days when – as I think I said – I and my dentist husband often went on villa holidays with him, his wife and two other couples. But I find these conversations even more disturbing than the casual violence of our physical relationship. I do not feel I can go into it here, Doctor, but it seems that one of the members of our villa parties back in the 1980s may have died in suspicious circumstances!
    Please help me, Dr Wise. I do not want to be having sex with this man. And yet I do. I am! I am behaving like a slut!
    Yours in despair,
    Mary Weston
    PS My married name is Dimmock. I do not feel I have the right to use it, given the way I am behaving with this man.
    PPS We have now had intercourse twenty-eight and a half times. The half was in Richmond Park’s Isabella Plantation. He took his penis out in the rhododendron bushes and I made him put it away but he ran after me with his trousers at half-mast with his cock waving around in the dusk like a conductor’s baton. Eventually he fell over and we both laughed about it, but there is nothing to laugh about, is there, really? We could both be arrested for indecency. They are very strict about that in Richmond Park. You are not even allowed to let your dog have a poo – although I do not have a dog – without the Royal Parks Constabulary coming down on you like a ton of bricks. I have one daughter to whom my husband and I are totally devoted. What would she think if it got into the papers?
    PPS We often do it ‘doggy style’.

     
    From:
    Dr John Goldsmith MRCGP, DRCOG
    101 Fellen Road
    Putney
    26 August
    To:
    Mary Dimmock
    24 Beeston Crescent
    Putney
    My dear Mary,
    I have been agonizing about whether to reply to your letter. I suppose the mature thing to do would be to do nothing. It is often, I find, the best thing to do. But I am afraid I just had not got the heart to do that. I am somehow programmed not to be able to sit back and watch people suffer. I wish it were otherwise. I don’t claim any credit for it. It is just the way I am. Unhappy people make me unhappy and so, for purely selfish reasons, I always seem to find myself trying to solve their problems. Which gets me into terrible trouble.
    A quiet word with you on your own?
    Not really. The telephone, like email, is a distressingly public medium. I suppose I could have organized a trip to the dentist. Are you still Sam’s nurse? I do not think, however, we would have been able to snatch a few words on our own. And, in any case, I am afraid I don’t think I would ever have the nerve to show old Sam the inside of my mouth. When we were at Puerto Banús in the weird place that looked like a castle in a horror film, I found I had to keep my lips closed even when eating meals. Not an easy thing to do when chomping spaghetti. Your old man, Mary, was always a hell of a dentist.
    So – a letter. If you decide to answer, it might be best to address your thoughts to me at the paper. Yes – this is not Dr Wise talking to you but John Goldsmith whom you knew all those years ago on the villa holidays. I’ve been doing the job for about a year – as a cushion against impending retirement.
    My God, Mary, you and Sam always seemed such a perfect couple. And you were both absolutely devoted to