Tsk, tsk yourself, Penny. You know you get a perverse thrill from the attentions of men of the "lower classes"! Admit it! Winston can't keep up with a hot-blooded vixen like you, can he? We know what happens after Winston passes out from too much gognac each night. We know about the surreptitious visits to low-life drinking establishments populated by unwashed men in dirty workshirts! It's there that you find true satisfaction, isn't it? The smell of sweat, beer and axle grease is really a turn-on for you, isn't it?

You may ridicule men like Tweed, but we all know you have to go change your nickers afterwards!