Martin had noticed we hadn’t been calling in the pub or seeing around town as often, the way things were before Doc came along. Looking back, I guess I was at a low ebb, feeling a bit sorry for myself. Although the affair between Sue and Doc had ended, there wasn't much going on between us—well, not in bed, at least. My GP said the erectile dysfunction was down to stress; he advised me to "back off" for a while. Trying an...

It’s only recently that Ryan told me that he’d revealed to Lush and to “the world” some of my indiscretions, in way too much detail, what we’ve been involved in over the years, including names and places that could identify me to people I work with, or worse still, to family and friends. I have to say I wasn’t pleased. As the weeks rolled by, I got past blushing. Seeing the events recalled in black and white weighs heavie...