The one wherein I actually use the expression "naughty bedroom fun time"...

I think I've been pretty blessed in this life with the friends I've got.  I've still got a good group of high school friends, as well as others I've gathered along the way.  I've collected more than I've lost, so I think that means I'm doing better than some.

But if there's one type of friend I highly recommend everyone get themselves one of, it's the "Telling Tales Of Sexual Misadventures" friend.

Those of you who already have one of these delightful creatures in your life will know exactly what I'm talking about.  This is the friend who calls you up at 10 pm and asks if you think she'll seem slutty if she goes and has drinks with a guy she met online half an hour ago.  She's the one who tells you, in vivid detail, all about the sexual prowess (or lack thereof) of the gentlemen callers she's entertained.

Of course this goes both ways.  She listens to your rambling stories about "naughty bedroom fun time" and listens with delight and only a little shock as you tell her all about that thing you tried with that guy on the weekend and how it made his toes curl and that she really should go buy herself one of those gloves with the...

Sorry, too much information?

But the point is that I'm lucky enough to have one of these friends.  Our whole "total disclosure" friendship really started when, one night while we were out having a few drinks and some rather nice Mexican food, she told me how she was having a hard time finding gentlemen friends since she'd moved to town.  She was used to the easy hook ups of Melbourne and Sydney, and the surprisingly prudish nature of Brisbane men baffled her.  How was she supposed to hook up if she couldn't even get them to talk to her in a club?

I was amazed.  Seriously?  Did people still meet in clubs?  Didn't she know that everyone meets up on the internet these days?

After asking a few questions it became clear that she wasn't looking for a relationship, just no strings sex, so I immediately signed her up to an adult dating website.  And I mean immediately, I was eating my burrito while I did it.  Five minutes later she was all set up with an online account at Adult Matchmaker and an anonymous email address.

That was the beginning of a bit of an adventure for my friend, who learned very quickly that the world of online casual dating can be full of thrills and delights, but also the odd weirdo.  It was great for me, the stories were hilarious!  So, naturally, I told her she needed to start a blog.

And that's just what she's done.  She's blogging over at "The Slinky Minx: Confessions of a Casual Dater" [link].  If you're interested in reading some stories from a woman who's just looking for commitment free fun but keeps getting more than she bargained for, then head on over and check her out.  Tell her I said hi!

Oh, and definitely go out and get yourself a "Telling Tales of Sexual Misadventure" friend!  Trust me, you'll thank me later.