I used the knocker on the door and lifted it to the air before knocking it against the iron on the door. I could here the sound echo through the big h...use.Then I heard the sound of the man's voice on the intercom next to the door. "Glad to see you could make it John. I was starting to think I might have to send this e-mail out. Trust me John, that is the last thing I want to do. Come on in and go to the room at the end of the hall on your left."BuzzzzzzzThe door opened with a buzz and I walked. . with your mom." I think that's why you should do it, Julie. You need to learn to relax and be comfortable with sex. I think she can help you do that."She sat looking at him like he'd lost his mind. Eventually, she said, "So what do I do now?" She's waiting for you in her bedroom." She is!?" Yeah... Don't worry, Julie. Just talk to her."She got up reluctantly and went to the door. She turned and looked back uncertainly at Bobby, who gave her an encouraging smile. She went to the door to. They broke me down further until I promised I’d change. I pleaded with them for help to change.“Then they beat me up verbally about the subject of love, believe it or not. They wanted my definition and emotional response about it. I confessed I had no idea, and that all my interactions with members of the opposite sex had been for my personal gratification – out for sex and that kind of thing. I was crying. I wanted the browbeating to stop. I figured my job was cooked anyway.“They pestered me. Marge noticed the strain in Darius and Deidre’s relationship and often tried to help. But they were adults and she knew they’d have to work things out on their own. ‘Son, is everything alright between you and Deidre?’ Marge asked one morning when Deidre dropped the girls off. ‘Mom, we’re fine. Just busy, you know how it is.’ Darius said trying to alleviate Marge’s concern. But truthfully, he was worried. Overtime, Deidre seemed to lose interest in him. She didn’t seem to want to really be.