It's summertime and love is in the air. There's nothing better to kick off the summer than having a romantic fling. But how "cool" have you been throughout your existence in the romantic fling department. I wanna hear your stories. I've got a story. It's 1984 in Waikiki, Hawaii. I was working for a tour group company and met this Australian girl named "Verity." Weird name, I know. But the Aussies are weird in general. I met her at a street booth I was working at and set up a date for her later that evening when I got off work. So I take her down to the beach and we sit in the sand and I'm very nervous wanting to kiss her but the chemistry was a little awkward. In these types of instances from my experience, the more time that goes by, the less your chances are of making a score, so I had to act quickly. My brilliant plan was to take a que from my dad, who said he always asked a girl for permission before he kissed her. So, like a chump, I asked Verity if I could kiss her. Her answer was "No, but you can just do it." And so that's what I did. So let that be a lesson to you young lads. Don't ask a girl if you can kiss her like my woosey father. Just go ahead and do it. Do you have any similar stories?