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I really haven't seen many such situations in my American experience. That may be because most women I dated were my age (27 or older at the time), and thus not rule-book-following teenagers anymore. But mostly the thing was simple--we tried to talk, get to know each other, and see what common interests there were, what things we liked doing, and, sooner or later, what we thought about sex.
More often than not we didn't really get it going--I didn't like her, she didn't like me, whatever. But later on, sometimes out of places I had not expected anything at all (Barns and Nobles bookstores, a Starbucks, my first Russian course, a library) something started that went much farther. I don't know--I ask all of you who do have girl/boyfriends now--was it really so hard to find this guy/girl? Did you really have to sweat so much?