To my surprise my suggestion of early evening drinks wasn’t met with the enthusiastic reply I had expected. Tyrone had only sent back a curt one liner, “Can’t do that babes, busy” and suddenly I thought that I may have made a mistake. Just because a guy can write well and is flirty but polite doesn’t necessarily mean that he’s like that in real life. Online dating is as much a charade as the real thing and it doesn’t matter if you are a hot North London girl or a shy and retiring wall flower it’s not easy to connect to the right guy.
Look at it this way. I am a very outgoing, sexy North London girl and I have no difficulty meeting guys. My friends, who all work as North London escorts, have often suggested that I become a North London escort because of my looks and personality. But I always meet the wrong sort of guys and I was hoping that online it would be different – it wouldn’t be looks, physical appearance, sexiness that attracted me to someone or someone to me. I hoped that personality would shine through. But I had learned that wasn’t so. Of course I was no fool and I was sceptical about profile details. Was this guy really fifty or was he sixty. Is this a recent photograph? Is this photograph a one off, a lucky break with the light? When someone describes himself as ‘cuddly’, does that mean ‘overweight’? But I had thought that any messages I received would give me an insight into the kind of guy I was going to meet. Is that too much to ask?
I consoled myself with the thought that I had enjoyed much hot sex in North London the past three weeks or so as I had pursued my sexual needs with gusto and total abandon. I had grown as a sexual animal though that was a double edged sword of course as now I needed to find a soul mate who shared my lust for exuberant and even kinky sex.
I had another look at the message from the guy with a photo that would have put Clooney to shame, so good looking and well groomed was the sitter: “Hey babes, saw your profile and think you are one hot North London girl. How bout we hook up and hit the town...” I know I’m a fool but I was attracted to the photo... I determined to send him a reply: “Hot North London girl here. You are just too handsome! Is that a recent photo? If you are a genuine guy looking for a date let me know...”
I left it at that. Sometimes it’s better to just write what you’re thinking and I was overdue another tale of the taboo...