She seems rather on edge and sends me a text message at the time we're due to meet asking why I'm using the website.I reply, telling her to come over and ask me face to face. She looks furtively around and asks me if I'm nervous. There is tension in the air like North and South Korea coming together to hammer out a treaty.
She wants instant gratification even though we've exchanged only a few words online.
But in the modern world, in which the internet has become a vehicle for all manner of impropriety, she regards this kind of behaviour as perfectly acceptable.
But it claims to have more than 100,000 members in the UK.
Many of them are middle-class, many have young children.
Our relationship, I note, has suffered because we don't spend enough time together (not surprising really, since she doesn't exist).