I was expecting coffee, maybe a biscuit. I got far more than I bargained for. It all started when I met a woman on the Internet. About my age, she had similar interests and seemed nice. We talked, we got on; but we differed hugely in one aspect of life. Whereas I had always had a relatively unimaginative sex life, she had experimented. Some of the things she told me fascinated and horrified me in equal measure. One fateful day, I happened to be in her neck of the woods on business and I suggested meeting for a coffee. She declined but invited me to stop by her house instead. I wasn't going to but as I thought about the stories she'd told me during the long hours on the motorway, I decided I would. I would meet this woman and see what she was like. After all, it's easy to be anything, or anyone, when you're hiding behind the anonymity of the Internet.