I used to use internet dating a lot more than I do now and I went through a wild stage where I met girls all the time. Sometimes it went well, other times it didn’t, but increasingly it became less about the dating and more about the fucking. One girl in particular had no interest in being wined and dined, and just wanted to get fucked. We swapped numbers and started to get along immediately: she wasn’t that experienced, but she was filthy.
There was nothing that I mentioned that she wasn’t turned on by, so we met pretty soon after. I’d only seen rubbish pictures of her and she warned that I might not fancy her when I met, and it was true: I really didn’t. But we’d already planned the night: she’d meet in a short skirt, heels and stockings, we’d take drugs, drink red wine, listen good music, chat about great books and have disgusting sex.