I always considered myself a normal straight female. I have male friends and I enjoy the benefits a close friendship brings. But now I am very confused. I bought gas a couple days ago and when I went in to prepay, the attendant, female, had the most perfect pale complexion I have ever seen, and her lips were full and I'd say even pouting. She wore the most elegant shade of red on them I have ever seen. Strawberry red hair, green eyes, and a figure I would die to have. I can't get her out of my mind. My waking thoughts are of her smile and brilliant green eyes. My sleep is invaded with thoughts of her too--some more intimate than I care to admit and I blush now recalling them.

Is this normal? I have never had feelings for a woman, but I literally can't get her out of my thoughts. I've been back to the minimart looking to see if I can catch another glimps of her, and that has just made it worse. I thought I would see her and realize it was all my imagination, nobody really looks that amazing, but when I saw her again I blushed bright realizing that I am attracted to her.

I asked one of her coworkers if she was married. I feel like I am back in HS asking a friend information on a guy I want to date. When he said she was single, I had to turn and hurry away because I blushed so bright again. I sat in my car fumbling through my purse looking for nothing, but an excuse to sit there longer and watch her. I am hopelessly taken by the beauty of this woman.

She owns the minimart. I have become one of the best customers, I started shopping there. I am a confident, successful, professional woman, and keep myself in very good shape. I'm attractive and have never had problems catching the eye of men, but I find I am almost a basket case when I see her.

I don't know what is going on with me. I have always enjoyed male company, but what does this mean. What does it mean if I ask her to have a coffee with me and she accepts my invitation, or what if she doesn't? I've not felt this way in years. I want to know her better, but I am afraid of what that might mean, and I am afraid she won't want to know me better. I have to do something, but what?