Well, I went over to her house straight from work.
I sat outside in my car for about 15 minutes trying to work up the nerve.
Then I got out, waved at the neighbors, and walked down the sidewalk for the last time. I stepped up the last step to her doorway, hesitated for a second, then knocked on her door.
Wait wait wait wait.
I walked around the back, no car.
Walked back to my car.
Wrote her a note, stuck it in her mailbox:”You are right, we do need to talk. I’ll be at the new apartment. Call me when I can come over.”
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