Her Majesty’s Back Garden
From the moment Gavin whispered the saucy suggestion into my ear, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. It was both highly inappropriate and incredibly risky, but that’s what made it so deliciously appealing.
I tried not to let my excitement show – the last thing I needed was for my body language to appear skittish or suspicious. The number of CCTV cameras and security guards around the palace meant I’d be thrown into the Tower of London in the blink of an eye if they thought I was dodgy. Okay, well maybe not the Tower, but whatever it was that HRH Queen Elizabeth II’s highly trained security personnel did to people they believed to be a threat to the monarch’s safety, and that of her property.
I was no threat to anyone, never mind the Queen. I happen to really lik
