Top Blogs: 8th Street Latinas saw each other over the next few days until her mom went on her trip. We didn't exchange knowing looks or steal moments to look dreamily into each other's eyes. I, for my part, tried to act as normally as we did before THAT night. She, for her part, did likewise. It just seemed like normal except in my own head. I was feeling anxious about being intimate with her but she seemed like nothing untoward had happened. I thanked my stars for her attitude because I didn't want to get into a scene with either her or her mother.