THE PERFECT MAN

The ideal guy would help an old lady cross the street or donate money to charity. He doesn't have to be religious, but it's nice if he believes in something higher than himself. He is ambitious but not a workaholic. I want to be his top priority. I'd run into him somewhere unexpected, like at the florist or walking in the park -- a place that shows he has an appreciation for life. A man should open the door for me and let me walk through first. One guy I went out with kept walking through doors the same time I did; we had this hip war all night. I don't like smooth men who have a "hey, baby" attitude. I want someone who is as close to a virgin as I can get -- by that I mean a man who is naive and unassuming.

THE PERFECT DATE

I always meet my date somewhere public rather than at my house, in case the night doesn't go well. He shouldn't turn on the car radio, because it's hard to talk over the noise. He tells great jokes and, even more important, laughs at mine. At a restaurant a man should drink just enough to prove he can control himself. Men who are in AA scare me because they had the privilege of alcohol and abused it. What else will they abuse? He should also offer to share a portion of his meal.

THE PERFECT SEX

After dinner we go to an intimate bar and start making out. I put my hands down his pants and let him touch my boobs. I'll give him a little glimpse that lets him know I'm not wearing any underwear, but he can't touch down there in public. For that we have to go back to his place. We head straight for his bedroom. There's no need for much foreplay; we got warmed up at the bar. But the sex must be slow.