Int. Kitchen
John (30) is sat at a table looking into the camera.
John: The last girl I went out with? Oh, well (SMILES) that was Sarah. She was a 21 year old stunner, way out of my league, but we seemed to click. So, we went out for a night on the tiles. We ate, we drank, we danced, we bought a kebab with extra chilli sauce.
John smiles fondly to himself.
John: At the end of the night, we tumbled into a taxi, started singing a song about a woodcarver and zoomed off to her place. I remember, that I was so drunk, I decided to pay the taxi driver entirely in 5p pieces! But then he threatened to break my jaw, so I paid him with a more reasonable coinage.
John shrugs his shoulders.
John: Anyway, we got into her place and, heh, things started moving pretty quickly! She led me to the bedroom where she kneeled on her pristinely made bed. I stood at the foot of the bed as she effortlessly slid her top off. Her breasts were perfect and were framed by her long, lustrous blonde hair. This was a moment that any man would die for and I was pretty sure that I was slipping into a coma at one point.
Johns sighs happily.
John: She then lay down and slid down her lacy knickers as effortlessly as an otter gliding through the Trent. She beckoned for me to join her, so I climbed on to the edge of the bed. I looked down at this naked, young thing and it was then - Mother, Father
Camera pulls out to reveal John's Mother and Father sat at the other end of a table.
John: (Continues) That I suddenly realised I was a stark raving homosexual. So I left.
Mother and Father start shaking their head.