You see several promising prospects -- all of whom excite you -- but one in particular jumps out at you because you notice that she lives within walking distance of your home. Her screen name is "Hungry Helen." She is 42, brunette, and very descriptive in her online description of what she is looking for. It doesn't take you long to decide to follow up with her. After just a couple of email exchanges, Helen invites you to stop by her home after school the next day to meet.
All the next day the clock seemed to be broken as you wait for the appointed hour. As excited as you are, you are also more than a little nervous, and you wonder if you are going to chicken out in the end. Your friend Kyle notices something is on your mind, and you want to tell him about it, but you decide to say nothing for now, in case it all ends up being a big disaster.
Finally the school day comes to an end, and you head out the door. For the first couple of blocks, you take the same route that you would to get home, but when you get to the fateful intersection, you have a choice to go right to home or left to Helen's. With a deep breath, you turn left.
Helen's home is a nice, two-story home in a conservative neighborhood. Still wondering whether you are doing the right thing, you step up to the door and ring the doorbell.
Your first in-person view of Helen took your breath away. She looks even more beautiful than her picture suggested. She has a gorgeous body that a woman half her age would be proud to have, and she has a mischievous twinkle in her eyes that tells you that she enjoys having a good time.
"Jeremy," she says, extending her hand, as if she were meeting you at a parent/teacher conference. "How nice of you to come! Please, come in."
Helen is dressed in a medium-length skirt and a blouse. As she leads you into her house, you look around and wonder if you could have possibly misunderstood the intent of this woman. She gives the appearance of being just a regular housewife, like your mom, living in a normal home.
You place your backpack on a table and sit on the couch where she indicates. Helen offers you a lemonade and then sits next to you.
"I've been looking forward to this all day, Jeremy," she says.
"So have I," you respond, feeling your face grow warm with excitement and embarrassment. Helen seems to find that cute and endearing. She smiles and says, "So now that we're face-to-face, is there anything you'd like to know about me?"
You pause, wondering what you're supposed to do. Should you try to keep the conversation safe and see where Helen takes it, or should you try to assert yourself and take charge?
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