I know my actions made me a jackass. I’m sorry. I could never hate you or even think about fooling you. You are far too intelligent, for starters. I just need help from someone I can trust; someone who won’t just take it and run with it. I enjoyed our most-recent banter. You have a quick wit. But, that’s as far as things go which, I realize, is prfobably my fault. I admit that I had some things to work out first.