For the first time in years, I'd been unable to achieve an erection long enough to actually have sex.Hearing Amber ask me to wish her well with a man who'd kept her trailing after him for a year pissed me the fuck off. Still stung by my inability to perform with Janet, I was in a foul mood. I should have gone home and tried to relax. Instead, I drove to Amber's apartment, pressed my finger on her bell, and kept it there until I heard her annoyed voice over the intercom."John! What are you doing here?""We need to talk.""About what? Didn't you get my message?""Let me in, Amber.""Didn't you get–""I heard your message. Now open the damn door!""Trying to order me around is not going to get you anything but ignored, John!""Fine! Open the door–please.""Why?""I need to talk to you.""You know what happens when we're alone, John.""You have my word I only want to talk.""I had your word before that you could control yourself and you know how well that turned out for me."That remark was below the belt and pissed me off.
