Sherlock/Molly - Molly keeps another and what she thinks is a secret blog about her sexual fantasies. Sadly, Sherlock finds it.

"So you want to... how did you put it? 'Thrash me with a riding crop, bend me over a table and take me roughly from behind?' That's very wrong, you know."

"You read it, oh... errmmm I didn't mention names..."

"Yes, but 'S', really?"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I have the riding crop shall we... get started?"