It had been her gorgeous teeth that had first attracted him to her. Her teeth. Absolutely perfect. Every one. They had been going steady for about a year now. He trusted her.

But God she was dull. So so dull. Her smile was still attractive, but her bank balance even more so. As a private dentist, with her own practice, she was wedged to the hilt.

At one of their less passionate moments, she had noticed his tooth. It definitely required some urgent work. If she acted soon, it would be fixed she had said. So he agreed to let her do it, there and then, on their bed. Within minutes she had brought up the equipment.

- Swallow this, she had said. It’s far less painful than an injection.

He lay there naked. His body felt relaxed. Her eyes flashed, her smile flashed.

- So much passion, he thought. He’d never seen her like this before.

- What ever turns her on.

He felt slightly tired. Lethargic. He could feel and see everything, but he lay there motionless.

She unplugged the lamp, and plugged in the drill. She put on the extra special attachment. Special. Just for him.

It had been last Thursday. She’d got chatting to this pretty young girl, barely out of sixth form college. Had told her all about this bloke she had met. Had sex in his BMW. Told her he would take her to Paris. Had given her his gold chain as a special gift, to show her how much he loved her.

But it was she who had bought him that chain for his birthday. Specially engraved.