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Her smile grew a bit wry, "Killzone is pretty aggressive, so don't worry, I'm happy to help you um...work one this." Clarice reached down and took his hand in both of her own, looking him directly in the eyes, "And you're doing the right thing by asking for help. It's just like you said, Candace is really understanding, so I'm sure she'll understand and appreciate what you're trying to do here. So while Valentine's is a pretty good day for...romance, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Coming to terms with yourself and your...hang-ups can be stressful, and giving it a deadline can cause things to get worse rather than better."

The blonde thought about it for a moment before brightening, "Maybe make a back up plan, in case the sex part seems a bit iffy on that day? A nice date centering around her interests would go a long way toward showing Candace how much you appreciate and care for her."

Her interests...were why he was here...? Again it took a moment for to actually get it, and when she did, Clarice's eyes narrowed and lips pursed. It took a certain amount of self restraint not to slap him upside his head, and it was really only because he seemed so goddamn pathetic and well meaning about it all. Sighing a bit huffily she let go of his hand, and ran it through her hair, "You know, I'm sure she has interests outside of sex. Like, did she have any hobbies? What's her favourite food? Movie? Television show? Band?"

She was getting off subject, "Not gonna lie, the sex can be pretty important. And there's way to improve it," she wiggled her fingers at him, "...and she says she likes where you're going in that direction, right? I just think you should figure out why the thought of giving your girlfriend a good orgasm sometimes makes you look like a man being sent to his execution. I mean, we could give you the XD3 Runic Bandage, and you'd have an erection for a good few hours and the stamina of a bull to match, ok? But what would you do with it? Would you even enjoy using it?" Of course the side effects were so horrifying that it would probably turn him into a veritable eunuch anyway, but she didn't feel the need to scare him with those details.

Clarice steepled her fingers and sat back in her chair, "I'm not going to push or get all aggressively confrontational about finding your Jerry Place, or s**t like that. But I do want you to try really thinking about the source of the issue, you may be able to just power through it for awhile and get results, but in the end it'll just be a weight dragging you down, Jerry."

Clarice gave him a narrow, suspicious don't you even think about it, Mom-look. "Some a*****e made it in his spare time, thinking it would solve all his problems. It just made them tragic with a side of hilarious. Men do stupid things sometimes, Jerry, when it comes to their p***s." She crossed her legs, voice soft, blue eyes wide with warning, "But now you know better than that, right Jerry?"

She fought the urge to roll her eyes. Really Jerry, your p***s isn't the most important thing here. Clarice sighed and then smiled, "You can try, but how about, in addition to that, you get her very close to finish before you dig in for yourself? It may be a bit hard to tell at first, and she'll probably get a little uh...demanding if you do it right, though like I said women's bodies are all different, I mean when I'm close I..." the blonde coughed and looked away, flushing. Right. Little bit too share-y there. "Anyways, when the time is right, there's a good chance her body will gain a different kind of tension, and then you slide for home. It's a pretty reliable way to start out down the path of mutual pleasure."

Right, she'd explained that pretty well, right? Of course if he was gay this just may make things worse, but goddamn Jerry, she just wanted help okay? The blonde, still feeling a bit concerned, leaned forward and asked, "Does that sound okay for you?"

Beaming at the man, Clarice clapped him on the shoulder, "There you go, Jerry. And practice makes perfect so don't worry if it takes a few tries to really get there. I'm sure you'll get some amazing sounds out of her in no time!"

Clarice's smile took on a slightly vacant I can't believe I just said that-quality.

Apparently she had said the right thing somewhere in there, and Clarice's good deed for the day was a success. "It's fine, Jerry. Anytime you need help, just ask, kay? Now..." she opened a drawer and pulled out a variety if condoms. Flavored, colored, ribbed, sensitive, lubed, ultra sensitive, magnum, magnum XL. She was like the Oprah of contraceptives. If Jerry checked under his chair he'd probably find a voucher for a years supply of condoms. "Help yourself!"

Clarice's laughter filled the room, "Oh no, don't worry. Those are perfectly mundane condoms, bought from a regular human store. I wouldn't give you anything experimental without getting your consent." Plus there were currently none approved for testing. Poor Jude...at least he missed the boat on that one. Reaching back into the drawer she pulled out a condom wrapper that had a glowing little bio-hazard sign on it, and continued brightly, "If anyone in the labs ever offers you one of these, just say no. They're just being assholes, kay?"

The bright smile suddenly froze at the mention of Robert handling the rejected runic contraceptive experiments. "Yeah...it's no problem, Jerry, I'm here if you need me. Good luck." She gave a little wave as she tried not to have a panic attack on the spot.