That makes me think of the time when...I guess in relation to my being concerned I'd get H, uh, "turned on" then he'd be disappointed or physically uncomfortable if I didn't want to have sex--we ended up discussing "blue balls" in marriage counseling. I think MC was saying how it's really not that awful, and there were really only a couple times for him when it was considerably uncomfortable, or something like that, and I was like, dying. Pretty sure I spent the rest of that session making great eye contact with the rug...