The Sex Challenge

In all the thrust and excitement of single life (!) I’ve decided to go head to head with a female colleague who is, by all self admitted accounts, a slut. Not my words but hers. Now I know that you’re thinking ‘this guy doesn’t have a change’ but the prize is small and I’m up for the challenge. Here’s why I think I can win …

She’s single in Windsor – a small english town with a limited supply of men, most of which she’s been through. Meanwhile I’m in London with lots of fish to catch. She’s a bit of sporty one, very independent and generally slightly scary. She’s hit the internet dating sites and somehow exhausted most of her options there where as I’m just starting. I have a couple of prospects lined up and she’s got none.

Still … she’s a woman. I’m a man and we all know women can pull with the wink of an eye and a slight smile. They don’t even need words whilst us men need to put in lots of work and ’schmoozing’.

Shit – what have I got myself in for?