There was once a single female dentist at Akrotiri who used to stalk into the bar late in the evening and scan the visiting crews for a likely consort for the evening. Normally garrulous young officers would stand like rabbits in the headlamps as she singled out her prey. I was too old, ugly, unfit to be in the selection team but her laser scan put the wind up me alright.
The weaker sex, not.