She wants instant gratification even though we've exchanged only a few words online.
This is how I find myself waiting for "Sophia Loren".
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.
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.