We all have our own range of particular flirting skills that we roll out time after time knowing we are guaranteed success. Each person with a set as individual as fingerprints – well, almost – and each tending to represent the personality of the flirtee. Flirting can be demonstrated through shy, subservient behaviour; brash, confident actions or overtly sexual body language. Each method working in its own unique way.

As the years have whizzed through my life like a dog on a skateboard my own personal set of skills has changed. Mainly because the things I want from my men have also changed. Once it was all about taut chests and square jaws, now it’s more about interesting banter and intelligent wit (I’m sorry if you are under 22 years old, but it happens to us all, really, it does). So now when I set my sights on a goal I no longer just push out my boobs and invite him for a drink. No no. I play a different game entirely.

I need to get the measure of a man before I decide to go in for the kill. Physical attraction still plays a (very) key part, but it is followed by a bit of sussing out and a significant amount of metaphorical circling – not dissimilar to a lioness prowling around a lone antelope with a dodgy leg.

Said circling can involve spending a bit of time making friends with the man in question. Often avoiding too much overtly flirtatious body language until I am sure about him. If and when I make the decision to pounce, the resulting ‘reveal’ has to be a little subtler.

A favourite option for me is to buy gifts. Small gifts. Silly gifts. Nothing that is going to break the bank. A book I think he would like or a dumb toy that reminds me of him. It shows I understand him and boys seem to like that!

Then, when I’ve got him on the end of my hook, I reel him in.

Keeping on the theme of gifts I begin to buy presents with a small element of ‘sauce’. Again they are small and silly, my top-tip – one of those daft pens with a girl inside that you turn upside down and her bikini disappears! It highlights that I have a saucy side and that it is ready and willing to be gainfully employed! If he doesn’t get the hint first time I move onto something even saucier (but still comedic) a pop up Karma Sutra or such like. Fingers crossed he begins to get the picture and returns these gifts with some of his own. Before you know it we are exchanging naughty underwear and the intention could not be clearer.

As far as I am concerned, this new technique of mine is up there with one of the best I’ve ever had. My only word of warning being this: ensure you don’t open these gifts in front of colleagues, relatives or the elderly. It’s true; a pair of nipple clamps could perhaps be passed off as a set of jump-leads but a giant vibrating penis is going to be somewhat trickier to explain.

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