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And then he starts eyeing me up, you know, like flirting from a distance. I think, have I pulled and then he sidles up and gives me the broadest smile you’ve ever seen. He is a dishy looking wan, and I smile back. He says to me: you’re a lovely girl so you are. Would you like to come back to me for a cuppa green tea? And I says, I says ta, mate but I only drink PG tips – none of your green muck so as long as you can give me milk and two I am game. He gives me wan of those long looks again and I think he is going to walk away but then he drops the bombshell: would you like to have tantric sex with me? Well, that is a first. After a ten-minute coughing session I take a deep breath and ask so what is tantric when it is at home? I have had many invitations, like do you want to come and see my record collection, or my collection of antique Japanese prints – all code for would you like well, you know. Never have I had such a direct p...