The Heartfix: An Online Dating Diary

‘Oh God, we’ve all been there,’ the woman said jovially.

Finn had texted me by the time I got back. ‘Incredible orgasm! What a night! Night night darling xx.’

What? Seriously? It wasn’t possible he was as stupid as this. I didn’t reply. I told a friend what’d happened, and she was shocked and said the situation sounded abusive to her. I couldn’t really argue that, as I’d consented to it all, and hadn’t been coerced at any stage, and had allowed it to happen. But I began to feel as if it had been intended to humiliate, in a sly sort of way. Part of the humiliation, perhaps, was this pretence that there was anything romantic about it.