but again, she helps me, which goes a long way toward easing my anxiety. The last thing I need is to lose my erection. Once I am naked below the waist, Rebecca opens her robe. Jesus, she's naked underneath it, and my heart stops beating. My gaze lifts to hers, and I feel the connection, and I see everything in her beautiful eyes. I see my future staring back at me as her robe falls from her sexy body and pools around her feet. Rebecca unbuttons my shirt and slides it off my shoulders. The feeling of her soft hands on my body as she touches me is indescribable.

"Lay back, Mike. Let me love you."

When she bends down and takes a strip of condoms out of her pocket,that we can't do if we just take it slow and not get frustrated. Can you do that for me, Mike?"

"I want to honey, but it's difficult sometimes. I have a vision in my mind of how I want to make love to you, and I can't physically be that man for you."

"What is it that you think I need from you?"

"Really? Isn't it obvious?" I say a little too defensively.

"No, not to me. Explain how you feel, Mike. I can't help you if I don't know how you feel."

I feel myself getting aggravated again, and I take a deep calming breath. I remember what Joe had said to me, and I try to stay in the present moment.

"I guess I feel inadequate. I want to crawl down