"And I couldn't do anything about it. Then it started to plague my mind. I started finding excuses to not be intimate with her. I couldn't stand to see that disappointment on her face, that she felt she had failed in her attempts to help me fully satisfy her. And it was always there, Harry. But still she kept trying ... and I just couldn't do it. And the way the fire in her eyes went out every time she couldn't get me aroused ... I cried so much over it, Harry. She held me and told me it wasn't my fault, but I thought I might lose her. I was so helpless.