I was driving to work this morning and happened to glance to my left and found myself looking eye to eye with a desperately-pretty teenage girl sitting in the passenger seat of a large pickup truck. Slightly shocked at her beauty and the fact that she was looking at me, I froze for a second or so, locked in a gaze with her, but then I snapped out of it and turned back to keep an eye on the road. But as I turned away I could have sworn that I saw her smile at me out of the corner of my eye. Now...why do these girls do this to me? Do they know they are torturing me? But if you know me, you know that I'm the world's biggest sucker for (and fan of) a warm, friendly, smile. So you know I just had to find out whether that was indeed what had just happened. By this time, though, I had moved ahead a bit in traffic, and the pickup truck had been kept back by a slow-moving semi-truck. So I took my foot off the gas and just coasted for a while, letting my car slow down and letting the pickup truck catch up. And when we were finally running next to each other again, I turned and looked one more time. And yes, she was still looking at me. And yes, this time she smiled a big smile, and I couldn't help but smile back. But then I looked across the seat and noticed the girl's mother looking directly at me. Uh-oh, I thought, expecting a scowl from mom at any second. Perhaps it's time to stop flirting with this woman's daughter. But then, in a totally unexpected move, her mom smiled at me too. And I gotta say...mom was just as much of a hottie as her young daughter. But, whoa! Why was her mom smiling at me when it was obvious that I was checking out her daughter? Kinda freaked me out, really. Making eyes with a girl who is way too young for me is innocent enough, I suppose... And certainly I would have smiled at mom too, had she been by herself. But throw both of them in the mix at the same time and I guess you've got a combination that I'm just not quite ready for yet.