Designated happy drink

Ok.  It is official.  Whiskey brings out the smut in me.  This is important information to know.  Either that, or it's Flathead by The Fratellis because I was listening to that when I wrote this:

Perhaps she could get away with not marrying anybody.  And if that was the case, would she never be with a man?  Sasha found herself blushing at the thought.  When she was younger, all she wanted to do was roughhouse with the boys.  But in more recent years, she’d begun developing more of an interest in matters pertaining to... coitus.  She had been thus far able to get by with taking care of those sorts of hot and embarrassing urges herself in the privacy of her room.  But one day, she wouldn’t mind experiencing such things with a man. 

What would it be like to kiss Mortimer?  What would be like to... do more than kiss him?  She opened her mind tentatively to the possibility.  No one would ever know that she was having these thoughts right now in the bath.  And there was no harm in a little bit of fantasising, was there?

Closing her eyes, she tried to picture what it would be like if Mortimer were to...

It's probably not The Fratellis...thought they are as catchy as hell.