Throughout your teen life you have watched from afar. Waiting to catch a glimpse of this quintessential beauty, one whom you have dreamed of, one you had hoped would notice you and utter a few words of kindness to you. But not a word of encouragement has come your way. Now you are in your late teens and can no longer hold back those stirrings when you see her cross the street toward you. Now is the opportunity to make a gesture so that this divine creature living right next door for all those years will confront your presence as a man waiting to be embraced. No longer willing to be consigned to watching from afar ... you approach her . . . and the rest is history.