I had already advised my date of my baldness but he didn't appear that bothered. He said he loved my eyes – there was something 'enigmatic' about them.

I'm not stupid though. I knew he had a fetish. It upset me when my beautiful thick hair was taken away from me but nowadays I use it to my advantage. At the very least I'll get a good meal – and hopefully a great shag. I mean, what more could a girl ask for?

So he takes me to a restaurant called Namaroff's. I catch people glancing at my head and turning away just as swiftly.

Anyway, he tells me he's a budding writer working on his first zombie novel and then proceeds to bore me to death recounting the plot. Great, I think. Another weirdo.

Despite that he is quite cute and the bottle of red wine has loosened me up. Fuck it. I was feeling horny and told him as such. I suggest going back to his place though – I don't like inviting one-night stands back to mine.

His house is nice enough but a bit untidy. I spotted a creepy looking comic book by someone called Junjo Ito. What's wrong with him? Why don't people read real books any more?

Still, he makes me a very nice Americano and we talk some more. The guy keeps glancing at my head and I know he's getting aroused. I can spot the bulge in his jeans.

I ask him where his bedroom is and he leads me there. Surprisingly, it's tastefully decorated but like all single men's bedrooms, smells of semen and sweat. They never seem to notice.

We kiss, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. He's not a bad kisser and we soon fall onto the bed. I run my hand over his crotch and unzip his flies, pulling his circumcised cock free from his boxers. It's a nice looking dick so I go down on him. He moans with gratitude so I take more of him in my mouth. I position myself so he can see my smooth head.

He's close to coming and he begs me to stop. My leggings are slowly removed. He then starts to pull down my underwear but I tell him he doesn't need to as I'm wearing crotchless panties.

He spreads my legs and nuzzles into my groin. It feels amazing and I am starting to sense my body reaching the point of no return. It has been so long since I came this way.

But then he grabs my panties and yanks them down.

Big mistake.

He witnesses my only remaining hair come alive and turn into tiny, glowing pubic snakes. They hiss aggressively. Uttering a shocked 'Fuck me!' he glances up and meets my cursed, 'enigmatic' eyes.

As his body turns to stone I frustratingly kick him away. He shatters on the wooden floor. Fucking men! They never listen!

What does a modern Medusa have to do these days to get laid?