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IF IT is as fragrant, sexy, smart and frankly eatable as its Editrice, then it is not a fruit which should be forbidden to all." And so waxed Gorgeous George Galloway on The Erotic Review and its delectable leaderine Rowan Pelling.

Well, two things here. One: eeewwww George, you smooth-talking devil - you have such a way with the ladies. And two: anyone who refers to herself as 'Editrice' deserves a good slap.

But ever conscious that we are a buttoned-up wee nation that needs 12 Bacardi and cokes to even do the deed, (but hey, isn't that half the fun?) we dispatched our intrepid reporter Vicky Allan to spend a day in the offices of the Erotic Review to find out just what repressed types are missing. All is tantalisingly revealed on page 20. And do look out for the Major, the man who can get you "a dog, a gun or a cut-price woman delivered". Jings.

Further casting caution to the wind, we bring you chi-chi sexy lingerie which will happily dispense with the need for any kind of reading materials to get one in the mood. Plus, of course, cover-boy Chris Eccleston and ten top new cocktails for the perfect evening out. Or in. There. That's quite enough sex for one issue.

JANE WRIGHT

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