Dream Date

Angrily I read my emails again. But since her efforts had generated more responses than ever I thought I'd give them a second chance. I read the emails with a bemused sense of interest. Some where bizarre others erotic making wild and rude suggestions. One wanted to see me dressed in lingerie on all fours with my flute up my arse. Another wanted to know if I'd dress as a policewoman and let them bind me with rope, blind-fold me and put a ball gag in my mouth as they urinated over me. Another openly wanted to take me for a meal, dancing and then back to theirs so they could fuck me.

I was horrified. The whole experience was an eye opener. I felt so nieve and inexperienced. And what a mixed bag as though I was quite explicit with who I wanted to meet none of the women who supplied photographs where blonde or had blue eyes. Many where from men and others from women who looked like men none where what I considered feminine. Out of my full inbox only one sounded totally normal and though no photo was supplied she said she had blonde hair and blue eyes. Had I found my perfect partner?

Julia rang a few days later and never mentioned me wearing the dress or hitting on me, instead she asked me if I'd heard anything from the dating agency. I told her how I had sorted them into three piles; no way, maybe and yes definitely. Julia asked to come round to see my selection.

She didn't seem as surprised as I as she flicked through my inbox messages and though she agreed with my 'yes' selection she enthusiastically favoured the girl with no photograph above any of the others. Though despite her views I thought I was foolish to put all my eggs in one basket so I replied to all of my 'yes' selection

A few days later a couple replied out of courtesy but had obviously lost interest, some never bothered to even reply and some of them I hated the sound of but one girl intrigued me. She was called Lucy and surprise; surprise was the girl with no photo. And that's how we began our cyber relationship.