"Are you listening?" she said.

I suddenly realized that I had zoned out. "Yes, sorry," I said with a red face. I think she knew that I had been thinking of her. There was a tent in my shorts now. I saw her eyes go down to it.

She continued, "I suppose I am asking you for your help. I just get so weak when I am around you."

I wanted to say I feel the same way but thought better of it. If she thought I could be the strong one I didn't mind that. Yet I think she was putting too much responsibility on me. Hell, I was...