The sharing of thoughts can be a very intimate and special thing for two people to reveal to each other, however so far in my life I’ve managed to meet only a handful of people who are not alarmed by my thoughts or who aren’t afraid to tell me exactly what it is that does it for them. This doesn’t always have to involve matters of a sexual nature but I find it sad that people can’t reveal their true inner selves without fear of recrimination.

Apparently I have a problem with intimacy. A boyfriend once told me this. Firstly I was reeling from the fact that he knew such a word existed and secondly, he had to be the hardest heart I ever had the displeasure of being around so I’m not even sure that qualified him to educate my intimacy levels.

I like the security of a relationship but find the sex eventually stagnates into resentment. I am in this situation right now. When you first meet each other and your passion is alive and your needs are the same, this it seems I am addicted to. One night stands have been ok in the past but tend to leave me with a slight discolouring in my mouth, yes the sex is good, yes it lasted all night but I want some substance to my sex life, not diluted pretence.

I can be extremely intimate with someone; it just depends on what level. Can I sit and write a thousand words about what turns me on?

Most definitely.

Can I sit and listen whilst someone offloads their deepest and darkest desires?

I can’t think of anything more exciting than doing so.

Do I treat sex in a conventional way?

Well I don’t really know what a “conventional” way is.

I like making love sometimes and I like it really rough sometimes. Now the majority of people would say the conventional way is the love making but to me I would class it the other way round but then that’s just my preference.

I once met someone who was perfect for me in every way.

We met by accident and initially I paid him little notice. It was only when I began to learn more about him that I realised he was a male version of me! I looked at his picture and I felt fear and excitement but at the same time a longing for these emotions to leave me alone.