Then, Jen started smiling in a victorious way that made me a little nervous.

“But last week, you came over to visit with that self-satisfied freshly-fucked face of yours."

“I don't have a ‘face I protested.

“Dude. You had ‘the face'," Kevin drawled.

“Anyways,"" Jen continued.

"You got laid, and all of a sudden your Cherys and Danielle issues were gone. Now I don't pretend that they all went away completely, but you stopped bitching to us about them. So with Amber, yeah, I say go over there, clear out your pipes, and then come back here. You'll be able to think more clearly and then we'll deal with the consequences."

I sighed and tried to work my head around her logic.

"You always recommend this kind of therapy to your patients?"

She shrugged.

“Just the sex addicts."

“Thanks.” Even I'm not sure whether I was being sarcastic or sincere.

90

Nervously, I fidgeted on the doorstep. I hadn't done this in years. I barely remembered what to do. A part of me figured it didn't matter. There was no need to impress. Amber knew me and we both knew what we wanted, I'd met her parents. But still, for appearances sake, here I was, standing in front of Amber's door with roses in my hands.

The door swung open and Robert smiled.

“David! It's been a long time," he joked. It had probably been about four hours max since we finished our golf round.

"Come in, Come in."

I shook his hand in greeting and walked into the foyer. Amber's mother came in.

“Ah, David! Good to see you..." She walked up and hugged me, leaving air kisses beside each cheek. Then she stepped back and looked me up and down like a predatory cougar.

“You've grown up into a fine young man." There was a little leer in her voice which I chose to ignore.

“Please to see you again, Julie," I sketched a short head bow.

“Ah, flowers," Amber's mom preened.

“I don't remember the last time someone brought ME flowers."

Robert looked suitably abashed.

“Hmm? Well, I'll have to rectify that. Julie, I'll pick you up the most beautiful bouquet on the way to our dinner appointment." He reached his hand out to his wife.

“Dinner appointment?" Julie looked confused.