Its A He-Thing

In an email exchange the other day a stranger referred to me as 'he' and it made me kind of dizzy, even though it was an almost- perfectly innocent mistake. Now an online friend and flirt has decided somehow that I am 'he' too, and it made me cry, sort of. But more it made me blush and wriggle in my seat, and feel all kind of teenage boy (or how I imagine a teenage boy feels when recognised as male by an attractive female). Just don't tell her that. Shuuuush....