You don’t have to be a genius to work out that people want what they can’t have, and giving sex on a plate to a guy the first time you meet him is unlikely to be the start of a fairytale romance

I’ve mentioned it before, as a singleton one of the things I miss most is regular physical intimacy. Not just the sex, but those perfect weekend mornings, when you wake up in someone’s arms without a care in the world. The security of someone’s arm around your waist. An open chest to bury your back into, and a chin that nuzzles into your neck. Continue reading →