“Oi.” Priya banged the wheel. “The only person who’s allowed to fuck in my truck is me. I mean me, and whoever I’m fucking.” “Yes, we’d inferred that, darling,” remarked James Royce-Royce. “Otherwise you’d just be lying in the back seat having a massive wank.” Priya frowned into the mirror. “Thanks for that speculation into the scale of my masturbatory habits.” “Would you rather I said a tiny wank? A micro wank? A wankette?”
