Imagine the scenario –
A bloke goes into a pub for a couple of pints. He meets an attractive woman and they get chatting. They get on well and decide to go back to her place for a nightcap. Nature takes it's course and before long they are playing naked wrestling. After a night of unbridled [or bridled if she’s into that sort of thing] passion they say their farewells and everyone is happy [except maybe the bloke’s wife if she finds out].
There's a bloke in the UK who can't do that.
For some reason that completely eludes me, he has to give the police 24 hours notice if he wants to have a drop of nookie.
What the fuck is that about? [well I suppose it is about fuck, but you know what I mean?].
Our bloke meets his nice and willing stranger in the pub. She invites him back to her place and he apologises and says he has to phone the Boys in Blue first and can he have a shag tomorrow? Now I would call that a bit of a passion killer?
Maybe he phones the Law and tells 'em he plans on going out for a pint the following night, where he might get lucky and is that OK with them?
Or maybe they want to plant hidden cameras?
Or maybe when they get the name of the woman they know they're on to a good thing and pass her name around the station?
Or maybe he says fuck the police and fucks the woman anyway? What's the crime?
Suppose he is in a lasting relationship a sex maniac who demands non-stop servicing? He is going to have one massive phone bill?
So many questions; so few answers.
Once again I have the feeling I have dropped into a parallel universe.