"I've communted on this bus with you for, like, 2 years now, I dress a li'l sexy for my boss, yet you've never even given me a glance," she said, swaying in front of me with her wrist in the overhead loop above the aisle,"...and a girl might just wanna to know why?" smiling at me from the top of her business suit and low-cut blouse. Feeling myself blush, I heard myself say,"I guess I was taught that staring is impolite, but please don't short-change yourself by thinking I hadn't noticed.""There's sure nothing wrong with a polite man and is it impolite if I ask what you do?""What I do isn't who I am, so I'll say that I write stories using only six sentences," and I shot her a half-wink.Now definitely 'on the flirt,' she asked, eyes twinkling, "So Mr Polite-Writer, [stifling a giggle] if you were to start one out about me, what would you say?"Without a nano-pause, I told her, 'She's so beautiful that there aren't enough 'Ohs' in gorgeous, the kind of woman that makes a man want to stand…See More