I read "don't drop boobs on her too fast."

Only after the third date.



I think.

Charles,

I know this will sound a little "high schoolish", but why not ask her to a dance? Nothing turns on a person more than dancing, as you can get intimate with each other without feeling awkward. Just be clear it's only going to be the two of you.

Although, I could be completely off base on this, as I met my wife back in high school. "Rusty" doesn't even begin to cover it........

Don't sweat it.....if it's meant to be, it will all unfold naturally. If not, remember: "There's a lid for every pot".

Thanks for the feedback, guys. It's nice to talk about it a little before vaulting myself over the point of no return.

She came in to dinner break again, and she brought Baskin-Robbins ice cream for us, since they had their 31 cent scoop special tonight. I was going to get some more after work, but the line was outside the Baskin-Robbins quite a ways.

But yeah, every time I see her it reminds me I wasn't being sarcastic... I really do like her. She thanked me directly for the birthday present. She said it was very unique, and the smile on her face seemed genuine enough that I didn't accuse her of hating the gift. I don't know how someone can glow like she does. She must be absorbing the energy from my brain.

Anyway, I think she's going to go for me when I tell her I like her. I just have that feeling. I'll have to start advertising the power of aluminum foil at that point.

Just don't start wearing the aluminum foil pyramid hat too soon into the relationship .

Instead, stick to aluminum foil underwear. Consider this, would it really be a bad thing if she found out on her own? Hmmmmmmmmmmm. . .

And there is your opportunity. Take her out to dinner to repay her for her kindness. Not so much preasure that way and it leaves you with several options depending on how the evening goes.

As for the tinfoil, its much too late for that. She's already sucked all the energy out of your brain. You're hardly making sense...

When I found out I was really bad at the whole rigamorol of how to effectively feint, and bob, and duck, and weave through the beginnings of a relationship - the courting ritual - I countered with the absolute most backward tactic... complete honesty.

Sonuvabee... if that hasn't worked for me ever since.

Then again, I'm as charismatic as David Hasselhoff and cute as a baby lamb, your mileage may vary.

Bren R.

I'm thinking complete honesty is the way I'll have to go, torpedoes be damned. It's a straight line to what I want to find out, and then I can stop taking up message board space with my near-love life.