Be honest, how many of you have sent a saucy thank you note to your favourite London escort or left a pervy post-it for your secretary?  How many of you have written emails that made you blush or woken up to find something filthy written in lipstick on your mirror?

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Flirting from afar is nothing new; we’ve been leaving lascivious little love letters for each other since we could hold a quill.  But since the explosion of the mobile phone a completely new kind of flirting has taken over the scene, sexting!  Sending sexy texts has been whole-heartedly embraced by the dating community and I’m as guilty as the next girl when it comes to some sending some rather naughty reminders to the men I meet.    But when it comes to phone flirting there is a limit, and I think mine’s just about been reached.

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Don’t get me wrong – I like to receive an exciting little chat up line every now and again; it makes us all feel better to know that someone out there wants us covered in cream when they get home from work.  But there’s a difference between the occasional digital wolf whistle and a constant barrage of rubbish.  It is not acceptable to conduct your relationship via a touchscreen, women want results and if you’re great at sending text messages but useless at whispering in our ears then you need to get your priorities in order.

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They say that the chase is better than the catch but it simply isn’t true.  Would you rather be sitting behind your text thinking up clever text messages, or dancing the tango with a beautiful, blonde London escort in a tight silk dress? London restaurants are filled with people not sending text messages and our champagne bars are overrun with genuine, face to face romance.  Put down your telephone and get in a cab, no text message will ever treat you the way a real woman can.