I'm standing there minding my own business when someone comes up behind me, wraps their arms around my waist and says, "Hey baby." From the voice, I immediately know it's a woman. From her arm placement and the way she feels against my back, I know she's rather small. Her hands are dainty against my stomach. My gut tells me that I don't know this woman. After dropping the book back onto the shelf, I turn in her...