It was hard to comprehend what had happened that night at Day's house. There was no way to discern why it had happened, but I knew I wanted it again. The question was would she? Would she be cool about  the way things went down or come out of a bag on me? One way to find out, I texted her on Tuesday *you, me, Saturday* *its a date* she wrote back. The first few days after our "encounter" were slightly awkward, it see...