T was wearing a simple red summer dress with pleats and pockets. I said she was looking young and playful. We flirted for a bit and then we talked about flirting. “And what would happen then,” she asked. I said, “I can enjoy you with your dress on. Quite apart from all the taboos, I think the flirting is more fun than the sex would be.”

She's a good flirt. She always gives me the right amount of encouragement.