I fancied my dentist, though not as a fetish - I hate the idea of dental work, and hadn't been for years, but when he'd finished I sent him a nice "thank you" card... with my number casually included. After all, lust can combat fear and phobias, so it was a less unpleasant experience than it could have been if he'd been a snaggly-toothed fraggle. Perhaps because he's gorgeous and so doubtless has a girlfriend, I didn't hear back. And now I need some more dental work, his practice is the cheapest in town and I'm damned if I can show my face there again. Funny old game.... LOL