“Men are uncomplicated, generally,” Sally said, all too sage. “They’re beasts when they want to be.” “Brute ones!” “Ah, so you understand.” Pippa tilted her head to one side. “I’ve read about them.” Sally nodded. “Erotic texts?” “The Book of Common Prayer. But perhaps you have an erotic text you could recommend?” And there it was—the end of his tether.
