Now I’ve never truly been successful with women. Then again I’ve never truly been successful with people. Certain aspects of social life never truly clicked with me. Now that’s not to say I haven’t had my fun or any friends. In fact I tend to fear for people who are prone to be my friends.

But a guy gets lonely. And out of this loneliness I joined one of those find-a-date sites. My profile appeared somewhat popular, but every time I tried to chat with one of the ladies on it, I got nervous. It was seriously looking like I’d never get laid again.

Then I took a gamble. I found a gorgeous woman on the site and started an IM chat with her. And it seemed to go fine. Hell, it seemed like she enjoyed what she heard, enjoyed enough to even invite me over.

Practically with a hop to my step I made my way over. I didn’t care that it would probably end up being solely a one night stand. Some human interaction, sex in particular, was why I joined that site. To be having this opportunity was stupendous.

After arriving at her place, I practically froze up. Knock or doorbell, would my choice give her the wrong idea? Was the risk of humiliating myself worth coming here? Was she watching and thinking I was a loser? Were her neighbors?

I rang the doorbell. From inside I heard a gorgeous voice call, “In a minute.” Dear God, my pulse was racing. While I stood at the door I tried to calm myself, taking deep breathes. It didn’t help when that door opened.

Standing before me, framed by a wall of light, was an angel. Her pictures on the site showed a tanned woman with shoulder length brown hair, and hazel eyes a man could get lost in.