Vicki finally broke the silence and said, "Well, I guess I'll go inside now." She seemed to be disappointed. "Okay. Have a good night. I had fun," was all I could come up with. She exited the car and began walking up the front walk. As I sat there I realized that there were two sets of eyes staring a hole in the back of my head. As I turned to address Jim and his date they blasted me, "You're supposed to open the car door for her, walk her up to the front porch and kiss her good night!" I sat there for a moment in stunned silence. I was embarrassed as well as dazed. Why wasn't I told? Where was the dating manual? Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Always a Little Heathen (Jr. Ron Bay)