From the summer of last year...
I'm outdoors with my husband in a park in London, he would therefore think he's safe.
But, he's wrong.

We have a very discreet location, some nice railings - so I have him lie down so I can trample him, in the dirt, in the street, with my full weight.

Remember I rock up at 17 stone, I love to see him struggle under my feet.

I even place my feet, dirty from the grime, into his face. Hahah.