He pancakes over as his pyjamas twist uncomfortably around his pudgy carcass

"Let's have some dirty thoughts"

The suggestion appeals

"Oh go on then"

They stretch back until their heads knock dust from the musty sponge filled headboard

"A pig mucking about the pen on a sodden afternoon"

"Oh you filthy devil"

She reaches over tugging the television remote from beneath his buttock and turns on Diagnosis Murder