Ok picture the scenario. You’ve just rolled over and hit the snooze button on the alarm and you have fifteen glorious minutes of sleep before you have to drag yourself up, into the shower and out the door.
But to your horror you realise that a… tent has arisen in the sheets. That morning wood (as they say) is making its presence well and truly felt.
You’re not in the mood at all. Or are you? What do you do?
