"So, I've finally done it with someone who works in HR," I tell Lee.
"Really, dear?" Lee barely glances up from the instructions on a packet of lo-carb pasta, "Did he give you a lot to fill in?"
"And lots and lots of positive feedback. All of it fairly meaningless but encouraging."
A narrow glare. "You can't mean-"
"Yeah. He actually said 'uh-huh, do go on' during sex."
He texted me afterwards suggesting we meet up for a date. Sad to say, I ran a mile.