The Virgin
David Plante, 3 April 1986
“... came out, his face and body gleaming, he found Elizabeth had made the bed and was sitting at the foot of it. Only after he took from his side of the built-in wardrobe a pair of underpants and put them on did he feel he could go to Elizabeth, lean over and kiss her lips. She stared at him when he stepped back. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said. ‘I’m no doubt ... ”