| Letter Twelve |
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| Dear Ana,
As of late, I've found myself spending a lot of time with a certain woman. I feel drawn to her, but I can never figure out what to say, and so we sit in awkward silences, which results in me feeling like a complete idiot. Another thing is that I have absolutely no idea about physical relationships. Sure, I've had a couple of people try to explain it to me, but I really don't understand how it's supposed to work. This girl thinks I'm only joking when I ask about something. How do I let her know how I really feel without scaring her? And can you explain to me about...Humanoid bonding? And how do I let her know that I am really in the dark about the whole physical thing without her laughing at me? Signed, Completely Hopeless Dear Hopeless, I am enclosing a copy of my smuttiest of romance novels, "The Viscount and His Risan" by Shira Hade. This should answer all of your questions about heaving bosoms and burning loins. If this somehow fails, I've also enclosed a stolen copy of "Missionaries Gone Wild". Hopefully, you'll learn some things and be able to put a smile on your lady friend's face. Sincerely, Ana To write Agony Aunt Ana, drop a line to [email protected] |