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Here is a random selection of comments left by the 350 LibDems who have so far taken part in the Cleggover Political Sex Survey. Enjoy…

“Well I quite fancy you - if you were straight as it is, I think you are a good gay role model.”

“The ‘frequency’ question needed a write-in box: If I’m in a relationship, which was the case twice in the last year, it’s somewhere between a few times a day and a few times a week. If I’m not, it’s not at all for months on end. So I averaged at once a month, but that’s a misleading answer. As usual, a Tory failed to realise how to ask the right question.”

“Someone should write a book about the link between political ambition and sex drive — I say this having slept with politicians of the opposite sex of all three parties. Much better than the apolitical masses!”

“Its like a sexual version of Cluedo: Sarah Teather, over the woolsack with a feather duster.”

“OK, well, Chatham House rules - quote this if you like, but my name doesn’t get associated with it. (Not that you actually know my name or anything about me, at least I hope not.) I’m a male Lib Dem student. I was at a political debate at a student society, and afterwards we were having some wind-down drinks with guest speakers and the committee. A certain male Lib Dem MP, in his 40s, had been a speaker, and we started chatting. It was initially about student politics etc, we had a bit of a disagreement on the smoking ban (he supports it, I think it’s illiberal bullshit). The questions got more and more, er, unpolitical; this fellow started asking questions about my opinions on other (male) members of the student society. I think the fact that I was gay had already been mentioned in some context, I don’t make any secret about it. So yeah, this guy was asking if I fancied the president of our debating club (I didn’t), in retrospect an odd question but I was drunk and it didn’t seem weird at the time. So I milled around, chatted to more people, got more drunk, the night went on. Our society had booked this MP a hotel room for the night - we usually do that for guests who have to come a fair distance late on - and not knowing the city, our yellow-feathered friend asked me if I could walk him back to his hotel, since I knew my way around town. I didn’t think anything of it. We got as far as the road when he asked me if I wanted to come up for a drink (that’s when the penny dropped, god I was being slow wasn’t I …) I did a Brown, I’m afraid. Bottled it. Didn’t really fancy him in the slightest though. And why bother? I mean, I’ve actually bedded a couple of players from my uni’s rugby team, they were über-fit and had six-packs and are officially straight (hah! hardon says otherwise). Way more risqué than some podgy middle-aged MP. Why the f*** am I telling you this, you’re a Tory, and this is my private life. Call it Clegg Syndrome. Meh.”

“The freedom to express my own sexual feelings is part of such a great ideology that only the Liberal Democrats can bring.”

“I clicked yes to “affair” but as I’m in an open relationship it doesn’t really count as being unfaithful. I’ve only ever done it with permission, and sometimes even with my committed life partner present and participating.”