“Sure!  I’ll tell her about my porn addiction!  Sounds great!”

Not.

“P…p…p-o-r-n?  Umm…yea, some guys look at that stuff…but ummm…”

That’s more like it, right?

I know all about the shame. The worry that the computer will freeze when she comes around the corner. The fear that you won’t hear them coming down the stairs. I remember. What about not being able to look an extremely attractive girl...