The Virgin
David Plante, 3 April 1986
“... had, in a way, been fucked for the first time. Dr Harrison inserted the cotton daub into a small brown bottle and with what looked like garden secateurs snipped off the length of wire at the bottle’s neck. She capped the bottle and wrote on the label. Charles lay still, his trousers and underpants rumpled about his knees, his shirt-tails pulled up, waiting ... ”