I usually go more for the reedy intellectual types, so I don’t know if it’s my biological clock ticking, but lately I find myself attracted to more physically-imposing men: the sort that look like they could lift me single-handed over their shoulder and walk off to have their way with me. I also tend to be attracted to villains in films. Perhaps it’s a little bit of the good girl gone bad in me.

I’m not sure if I can explain it well, but lately I’ve had some rather dangerous fantasies about some handsome, physically-imposing stranger follow me and end up in an isolated area. Instead of the usual rape-fantasy script (which admittedly creeps me out a lot), he says things like “You can stop this at any time.” or “If you say no, I will stop.” or “You are in complete control.” or “Tell me what to do.”

I don’t know what it is about the idea of a man completely capable of doing violence, easily able to overpower me telling me that I am in control that turns me on so much. I know the difference between fantasy and the reality of street harassment, but I still feel a bit ashamed of this particular fantasy of mine.