An Adults Tale

Anne had almost given up on her search for true love. Her recent dating experiences could only be described as disastrous. True love, she was beginning to think was a myth. She leaned down to to caress Freddie her cat. Freddie sensing her sadness jumped onto her lap. "You are my true love Freddie," she said to him as she gently stroked him.

She realised that her social life was in a rut and urgent action was needed. It was then that she thought about on-line dating and wondered if she had the nerve to enrol in an on-line dating site and actually arrange to go on a date with someone she met on the Internet. "What do you think Freddie?" she said wistfully as she gave him another gentle caress. "Should I give on-line dating a try?" In response to her caress or perhaps her question Freddie purred approvingly and so she decided that she would throw discretion to the winds and sign up.

A few dates and several admirers later there was a spring in her step and a twinkle in her eye. As yet she hadn't fallen in love with anyone and was beginning to realise that she was in no hurry to do so. "When it happens it will happen" she thought. After all she had a fascinating career and was ambitious. She was coming to the view that it was much to early for her to settle down and decided to leave it to fate to decree when the time had come for her Prince Charming to arrive. In any case she was beginning to develop a sensible work life balance.

One day she met someone that she really liked and and the more she saw of him the fonder she became of him and knew that she was beginning to fall in love with him. The time had come to put him to the final test so she invited him to her flat for dinner.

When he arrived, clutching a large bunch of red roses she threw her arms round him and kissed him tenderly. "Come on in she said, there is someone I would like you to meet. "Freddie, say hello to Andrew" Freddie immediately jumped down from his comfortable chair and cautiously walked towards Andrew. He then rubbed his side along Andrews trouser leg purring contentedly. Andrew had passed the final test with flying colours.