The "habitue", were mostly lone women (or separated at home), they savoured the all site, spent their lives there: they enjoyed the foul language, the...ranting poetry, the fierce discussions, but they too were terrorized by the "blind" date. When similar opportunities came up, they dusted off all the most common bigot clichés, suddenly turning back to the bourgeois class they came from, conservatives, not far from a "cat lady" like attitude. Their motto was "With words, I'll fuck anyone", but in. As she did so, she saw him taking a sip of coffee from the contaminated cup. The first thing that went through her mind was, “It’s already too late!” “Marlene,” Massey said, standing against the table and holding the cup in his hand, “I want to…” Marlene watched in a growing horror as Massey hesitated. Was it the drop in the coffee? He shook his head and continued, “Marlene, I want to take….” He stopped again. “Doctor Massey! What’s wrong?” She approached him, taking the coffee from his hand.. I had never masturbated so I had no clue what she meant. I said I am sorry Debbie it just happens some times. Don’t you know how to fix that Jeff? No how? I said. Well I guess this will be a learning week then. Here fallow me to the bathroom and I will show you how to fix that ok. So I fallowed her not knowing what she was going to show me. When we got to the bathroom she said ok now go by the toilet like you do when you pee, and use your hand and rub up and down on your penis. My embarrassment. During his adolescence, he dreamed of sneaking into their bedroom and trying on their clothes, but the risk of exposure was too great a deterrent. He threw his energies instead into amateur theater, winning roles in student productions and community playhouses that enabled him at least to wear makeup and don the occasional female costume. Strikingly handsome, he had become sought-after as a leading man in regional theatrical circles, but when it came time for college his uptight parents steered.