I stop in my tracks and feel strange I never get this far on the first date. I give her a blanket and a few minutes goes by and she tells me she is st...ill cold, she makes her way closer to me on the couch. My heart is racing way to quick, she asks me if it is ok to cuddle and I quickly with a nervous tone say YES! She smiles and moves in closer. I am trying to act calm as best as I can, she says that it is OK to put my hard around her as she curls right up onto my side. My arm now around her. After an hour, something relatively coherent began to emerge, so I wrote down the ideas we came up with. We were both startled when Melissa banged on the window to call us for dinner.“Damn, just when we were getting somewhere,” Lara lamented.“Yeah, maybe. Let’s work on it after dinner some more.”“I really want to, but I have to call Johanna, first. I promised. She’s having some issues with Barry.”“Okay, that’s cool. Leave the lyrics here. I’ll work on it while you talk to her. Then we can try. I guess I'd had something of a crush on Tommy's mom for a while. That crush got a lot more serious and intense once I reached high school.For four long frustrating years, I suffered in silence, having to be sociable and friendly but keeping my desires and feelings to myself. I couldn't let anyone know how I felt about her or how long I had felt that way.It all came to a head one hot summer day. Tommy had gotten summer work with the Department of Transportation as a highway flagger, one of those. Why that surprised me would make a nice philosophical discussion, but the fact was that I was surprised.“Well, I guess you have to take off your shirt,” I said, wisely.“Yes,” she nodded. “I suppose so.”Her fingers went to the buttons, and I felt eyestrain already as my eyes tried to climb out of my head, watching skin come into view as each button was undone. Her bra kind of ruined the anticipation, but then I had stared at pictures of women in bras for hours, in the catalogues around the.