“After that, things went downhill fast. About a month later, we broke up. See, one of the problems was… well, not to be crass, but once I penetrated her, I couldn’t stay hard.”
“So you left her hanging?”
“No, I made sure she came. I’d either go down on her or use my fingers.”
“Okay, so you’re a thoughtful lover.”
“She didn’t see it that way. If I just could have…” He sighed. “But I couldn’t.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself. It could have been she didn’t ring your chimes.” We came to a stop sign, so I was able to see how he reacted to that. He surprised me.
He turned his head to stare at me, his jaw almost hitting his chest. “He said the same thing.”
“Your seatmate? Well, there you go.” No cars were coming, so I drove on.
“The thing is, I found something else that did—” He made finger quotes. “—ring my chimes.” He fell silent.
I waited to see if he would tell me on his own, and after a long minute, he did.
“I found a site online. Guys…”