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My sister set me up with one of her friends for a blind-date. My first impression of him was great, but I must confess his first impression of me must have been less favorable. When I opened the door, his good looks caught me off guard. He just gave me this warm feeling inside. After about ten seconds of starring open mouthed, I realized that the warm feeling was actually a steady stream of urine running down my sheer nylons. Horrified, I slammed the door and ran to finish my business. Needless to say, I have not seen him since. However, my sister has held that against me to this day as he no longer spends time with her either. I've learned my lesson and now am sure to take a bathroom break before meeting my date. -- Deanna, 20