Meeting Vicky on MSN

I tweaked my online profile over the weekend, and whatever I did it had a pronounced effect. I was contacted by three separate women, all in one day.

One lived way too far away, and she was a pet lover - instant deal-breaker. The second added me as one of her favourites, but didn't respond when I emailed her. The third, however was a different story.

Vicky's profile was promising. She is a non-smoker, social drinker, is the right age, has two grown-up kids, and likes my profile. That always helps, doesn't it? We exchanged emails in quick succession because we were both online at the same time, and soon progressed to MSN. That was at about nine-ish in the evening, and the next time I looked at the clock it was nearly midnight! The last time I had got so carried away was my first date with Susie. Interestingly, she kept switching her MSN photos, and the others all showed her in a more flattering light than the one on her dating site profile.

To my amazement, Vicky was very complimentary, saying that she was considering deleting her profile when my picture showed up. She clicked it and up came my profile and she decided to get in touch. She called me 'gorgeous' and 'delicious'. I think she should have gone to Specsavers. When we started talking about meeting face-to-face, I asked if she fancied coffee, a drink or should we go the whole hog and do dinner. Her reply was to ask if we should make a day of it!! Here's a girl who knows what she wants.

I am seriously flattered; who wouldn't be. In at least one of her photos she looks very attractive, and (at least online) we get along very well indeed. She has a good sense of humour, she's not backward in coming forward if you know what I mean, and we both can't wait to meet for real.

The downsides are that she lives about 80 miles away and she doesn't drive! She also works shifts so for two weeks at a time (starting today for instance), she works nights. But we chatted on MSN again last night and talked at length about meeting up. We have arranged to meet in two weeks time for a picnic, some sight-seeing, maybe dinner. Who knows how it will turn out but I am looking forward to it.

There is every chance that this could turn into a 'proper' relationship. One with lots of kisses and cuddles and some urgent, desperate sex. It has every chance of turning into the relationship I have been looking for. So why do I feel guilty about it?