I meet you for coffee. I bend over your shoulder and whisper in your ear,“May I have a kiss, please". I'm demure and polite, but you can see the playful light in my eyes.You smile and say, "Yes, you may". You lean over and brush your lips lightly across my lips. You pull back slightly and I smile at you. You feel my hand slide to the nape of your neck and pull your head to me so I can kiss you properly. I know I didn't as...