It was quick... but you feel good about it

You may have spent most of your hour on YouTube but you did Google a nearby coffee shop so you lead her there.

"I didn't know this was here," she admits as you open the door for her.

"Yeah. It's pretty new." (Thanks, Yelp for the info).

She reaches for her credit card but you shake your head. "My suggestion, my treat."

"Oh. Okay."

"So," you say as you return with the coffees, "tell me about Elizabeth."

She explains that she was a shy girl and spent most of her time in libraries so, when it came time to go to college, she chose library science as a major. It's a good reason... and you tell her you chose computer programming just because you thought you could get a job and look where that left you.

"Computer programming is cool, though," she says. "You get to make games and artificial intelligence and search algorithms."

"Some programmers do," you admit. "And some spend their lives with telling servo motors to turn .02 radians."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, it's that boring."

You notice Elizabeth is playing with her hair as you talk which you take as a good sign. In one of those male self-help books you read back when you were first dating Amber, you read that girls play with their hair when they're thinking sexy thoughts. Since Amber never played with her hair, you assumed that was was just another BS myth perpetrated by the 'pickup master' scams. But, it looks like maybe there was something to the idea.

She leans forward when you talk, giving you a fascinating glimpse of cleavage beneath her white librarian blouse, and listens attentively.

Way before you're ready, though, her phone beeps and alarm. "Ohmigod, I need to get back to work. You'll get me fired."

"I'll walk you back." You blow off her protests that she'll be fine and continue your conversation as you head back to the library.

"This was fun," she says when you reach the library entrance. "I normally just sit in my office for my break."

"Then we'll have to do it again, right?"

"Only if you let me pay sometimes."

"Hum. They may take away my macho-male card if I do that."

"I'm pretty sure they won't." She giggles, then heads inside.

Is she intentionally swishing her hips at you? Damn, there's something fascinating about the way a sexy woman walks.

With a sigh, you head back home. You've got a lot more to get done today.