The thing about so many “dating experts”, is the give you great advice on how to date them, but not necessarily anyone else. A type that exists out there are the romantically autistic (of which I am a prime example). The first girl I was with was a beautiful woman who I was painfully attracted to but couldn’t possibly express my feelings to. The only reason we started having sex was because she had come over to my place, we spent much of the evening drinking, then she went into my room, took her cloths off, and climbed into my bed. It took about 15 minutes for my roommate and his girlfriend to convince me to join her. I didn’t want to presume. We moved in together a couple of months later.