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One woman sends me a message heavily laden with sexual innuendo and I come to regard her as the mistress of the single entendre. Another woman's first contact with me included a plan for a day out together, including visits to art galleries, a stroll round a park and then "a few hours under the duvet". I'm later propositioned by someone who tells me she has an hourglass figure.Her photograph reveals that the hour has stretched to 90 minutes.I wonder if anyone has ever read this, seen the wisdom of it and decided not to join. "I'm witty, charming, handsome and modest, and I'm kind to animals," I write, hoping this description will have a fairly broad appeal, and also include a recent photograph.Your picture can be viewed only if you give a password to the person with whom you are conversing.She has declined to tell me her name, so I have to think of her as her web sobriquet.This is how I find myself waiting for "Sophia Loren".We have encountered one another via an internet dating service established for the sole purpose of enabling married people to commit adultery.

After a quick search, I get the measure of the women on the site.

Despite this, she still seems keen to flirt with me.

In the end, we agree to part and she wishes me luck and assures me I'll find the perfect paramour. This was like having a meeting with a new accountant with a helping of self-disgust thrown in.

Later on I'm perplexed when she sends me two flirty text messages.

Reading between the lines, I suspect she wants to meet again.