The dating duo
The dating duo Although I’ve dated a lot it’s an exhausting and time consuming activity at the worst of times. There’s all that getting ready, then chatting nonsense on the phone, making arrangements then actually travelling to meet them. Hence I created the 45 minute dating zone rule. What men don’t know is that there’s […]
The virtual dick
We met on one of those adult friend sites. I know my precious, but, he was hot. He told me he was well hung and sent text pictures to validate his claims. Oh, and he was African. I really couldn’t ask for more from a potential friend with benefits. But then he insisted that I […]
Mr Sway
It was one of those work dinners I hate. Dry food punctuated by the free glass of flat and warm fizzy wine. And, all with the joyous company of workmates you avoid for most of the year. After dinner they look to yours truly to suggest a place for more drinks. Clearly some of them […]
A night of white passion
A night of white passion It was one of those nights. A group of us out and about and we had just discovered a new cocktail – The White Passion. I insisted that there was very little alcohol in it but then, I was on my 5th and dancing recklessly on a sofa when I […]
The Dating Oath
After a series of bad internet dates I had given up on dating. I had instead become obsessed with finding perfection in a romantic film where one or both the protagonists don’t die, stutter their feelings awkwardly, or speak like the kids from Dawson’ Creek. So far I have managed to discern that this is […]
The sex club date
Whilst virtual dating I tripped across an older guy who wasn’t my type but he insisted that we could be friends. I have since learned that this is no such thing as virtual friends who ever want to shag you. He thought to sweeten the deal by inviting me to a sex club. Curious I […]
The Nollywood date
The Nollywood Date I can’t say as I have much time for Nollywood since my encounter with an obsessed fan. After weeks of internet flirting we met at a bar and…..there was an awful lot more flesh than I was used to and Maxine (my budda belly) was feeling decidedly anorexic in comparison. Anyway we […]
The 5Cs
The 5 Cs Ok so one of my friends kindly pointed out that I never did get around to expanding on the 5 Cs at the end of ‘Just say no’ ( http://www.chelsea-black.com/just-say-no/) I therefore have addressed them and that there is no error for misinterpretation. There are 5 Cs to which if they are […]
The drunken dial part 1
The drunken dial part 1 It was one of those cold evening s when Winter was knocking but like all single girls I was dressed like Summer and I were still hanging out. We totally weren’t and the coat I’d borrowed from Autumn wasn’t enough to keep me warm. I tell you all this my […]
The Cosmo trip
Some people find it strange that I don’t really read women’s magazines. It’s a painful memory my precious but I remember with clarity the day I decided to divorce them and the cocktail one in particular. (I had already outgrown the much loved position of the fortnight in More and felt like a proper woman […]