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"Blimey." Ben closed the refrigerator. "This is all rabbit food. Haven't you got any steak or anything?"
"Certainly not! I'm a vegetarian. Red meat's terribly bad for you."
Ben shrugged. "Got to keep my strength up, haven't I?"
"You should take proper care of your body." Mel ran her hand down his chest, and grudgingly admitted: "I suppose you are in decent physical condition."
Her questing fingers slid lower.
"You want to watch that," Ben said, as she started unbuckling his belt. "I mightn't be suitable for vegetarians."
Mel looked up at him. "I think I'll have to risk it."
The title, by the way, is from 'The Buxom Country Maid' as sung by Jon Pertwee here. There's a couplet further on which would do better for Ben/Amy, should a random generator ever produce that pairing.