I could empathize with the women. He was a blessing and a curse, a pleasant dream and an unyielding nightmare. I waited in silence for him to continue... ‘I guess,’ he said with a sigh, ‘I’m not relationship material. I really feel that I am better off alone.’ I felt an anger welling up inside of me. How many times had I heard the same statement? How many other women had heard the same word I had heard, ‘Soon.’ I shrugged it off, struggling for words to respond. He glanced at his watch, ‘Oh, its. My only motive was to be out of my parent’s house as I was a teenager and being away was ALWAYS better than being home.One night my aunt decides that we should “camp out” in her living room and watch late night TV. So we made up a bed of blankets and such and lay together on the floor. She had on a nightgown and panties and I was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt.One thing led to another and we ended up talking about girls tits. As you might have guessed she offered to let me touch hers. I. I remembered thinking about myself at eighteen; what a difference. Ben walked them to the door and I saw them on the platform. A few minutes later Ben returned and I asked him if he wanted a glass of wine. I forgot that legal drinking age is 19 and when I ordered a second glass the waiter looked at Ben and then at me. I smiled and he left, returning a moment later with two glasses of Shiraz. We chatted a bit about school and when I looked at my watch I saw it was nearly supper time. I asked Ben. " I hope so," Helen said and returned to the earlier topic, quizzing Doris on the training center, the people involved and the kinds of facilities that would be needed.When they had turned back and the men had caught up, Doris kissed Rummy, took his hand, and they lagged behind. Helen and Sandy walked on back to the apartment, and the other two returned somewhat later. Rummy seemed much more at ease.The orange cat met them at the door, demanding a full report of where they had been and what.