Keep
in mind that this example is just as contrived as the others: Emma
is flattered that this strapping example of youth admires her, and
accepts the date. Tuesday comes, (Friday night is game night,) and
she dresses to impress.
Worldly
wise, he kisses her hello, and she is disappointed to observe that he
smokes. The first date is to a movie. No messy conversation. No
pussy footing around, his hand starts out half-way down her thigh,
and isn't migrating toward her knee. She holds his hand in her lap
with both of hers, and loses all appreciation for the movie.
Now
at this point, half of us are thinking she needs to begin emergency
measures to regain boundaries. And others of us (those who are not
yet parents,) are saying “What's keeping her knees from parting
imperceptibly?”
Those
of the former, less popular contingent have correctly anticipated
that no matter what happens here and now, making less happen
next time is like playing pick-up sticks with a wet noodle.
