'Hello, I'm Bernadette,' she said in a warm, mellow Irish lilt that was almost like music, 'and you can watch me transform myself from this.' The camera zoomed out to show her in full body as she moved her hands in a waving movement down her sides from her shoulders to her waist to emphasise herself. I clicked to replay the video, which opened with a head and shoulders view of a sveltely beautiful redhead with long straight tresses of hair framing a lovely face with gorgeous green eyes and lusciously smiling lips shining in a setting of delicate pale cream skin. She leaned against me and I thrilled to the touch of her gorgeous naked body on my skin and I thrilled even more at the sight of her lovely feet in her white plimsolls and ankle socks resting on the floor next to mine. 'I think I've found a promotional video made by the Latex Rubber Marketing Board,' I joked as she placed a tray of drinks and nibbles next to the monitor and pulled up a chair to sit next to me. But Emma is no ordinary woman and our relationship is a pretty extraordinary one. In most cases, a woman's entry into a room where her partner is sitting naked except for white plimsolls and ankles socks at a computer looking at internet porn would strike a grievous if not terminal blow to the relationship.
