The Dame dissected (once more)

The Dame has found not only one potential suitor but two it transpires. If we can all raise our glasses...

Of course, this is The Dame we're talking about, not some lilac wall flower that creeps steady up the garden fence. No, there are issues.

Suitor number 1 is problem free, a doctor and they get along rather well or so I'm led to believe. Hours and hours developing the love with the aid of the eFertiliser that is MSN messenger. Though I've warned her of the false sense of intimacy this particular route can create and urged to meet as soon as possible before expectation are too high to be met.

Suitor number 2 is a problem however. The classic mix of business and pleasure. Working with someone you've fallen for can lead to disaster or conversely job satisfaction of the sexiest form if dealt with due care.

Should she bite the bullet and pursue a relationship with someone she is unsure is gay (although the flirting does make me wonder whether in fact she might be) and risk a working life of uncomfortable meetings and dinners if things go horribly wrong (although I'm sure they won't). Or should she stay well away and nip something in the bud before it has the chance to blossom into a sort of love-daffodil, if we must.

I know the whole never-mix-business-with-pleasure theory. But a) this is The Dame exploring her avenues after a long time, b)an exciting prospect for The Dame if her gaydar is working correctly c) the path to great sex with somebody nice. And if you're both friends and grown up, I can't see why you'd not be able to nip it in the bud at some later stage...if the need ever arises.

This is interesting as only earlier this evening belle de bengal and I were discussing her own encounter with a fellow work colleague. The fact that she is in a higher position than he is and that she has control over his pay added a certain edge to our conversation and a certain glow to my face.

I guess I just think if you're going to get a job that's going to take up your life you might as well give yourself some self-made perks and enjoy a string of quickies once everybody's gone home. You see, the thing about London is that it is full of all consuming occupations. Work or life? Sex of celibacy? It's really as simple as that. We're all grown up enough to know that we can do and what we really really shouldn't.

WARNING: first sign of attachment and a) end it end it end it or b) find another job, find another job, read the Metro and find another job.

The Dame should exercise due caution however. You'd laugh out loud at this point, I'm sure, if you knew precisely what The Dame's purpose in life was.