Fearne Cotton

Don't be filthy.

And I mean, rats get filthy.

And then she ends up having sex with him, but she can't see him.

And the whole thing is this kind of fantasy of having sex with someone that you don't see at all.

And then you both leave the room and you still don't know what they look like.

And that is that woman's sexual fantasy.

Obviously, I got the giggles a hundred times whilst reading it because I had to say the word cock on stage at the output hall.

There's something that feels inherently wrong about using blasphemous language in a venue like that.

This regal, ornate building, very proper, very traditional.

And I'm going...

He put his cock inside me.

I'm going, oh my God, what am I saying?

I mean, there was something massively jarring about it, but it was so funny.

And the whole room, do you know what it was?

The bit that brought the joy for me was that it felt like a non-judgmental, safe space to sensibly and with humour talk about sex.

For women.

And we need that.

I don't think there's enough spaces like that without judgment and without it being, you know, something that's full of shame or secrecy.

It was so liberating.

It was so liberating.