The friendship grew informal gradually and we used to talk about personal life too if not regularly but quite often. One of these days I was very upse... as I had a fight with my husband about getting so lonely and bored in the house having no vacation, nowhere to go etc. I told surjo also about the fight. He thought for a second and asked me out – he told me that we could go to Digha, a small coastal town about 300 Kms from Kolkata. Initially I was scared but surjo was so good at convincing. That’s too strong a word. They were pleased. King George decreed that not having sex at all was the very best approach to avoiding teen pregnancy. He went one further and forbade self abuse as well. Again, the people praised his name. When there was a lull in the praising, Colin pulled the King aside and bent the royal ear. ‘You know, Sire, that we adults should not expect the teens to undergo any deprivation that we, ourselves, are not also prepared to face.’ ‘Well spoken Colin.’ the king. If the girls in Pat's had been average looking, or even a little slutty, like hookers were supposed to be, I probably wouldn't have followed up on Walt's hint. But all three of them working that evening appeared to be young, clean-cut, and very desirable. My sex-starved libido soon became obsessed with the idea of walking into Pat's Place and walking out with Wendy or one of her friends. I had seen a lot of ladies of the evening hanging around bars in the Quarter, but they had all seemed too. She took no notice of him as she swept by.There was a hostel at the end of Dean Street. Un-sponsored men working in the restaurants and bars of Soho and the West End used it. Nobody took much notice of who came and went. Stephen stepped inside. The man behind the desk recognised him and nodded. Nobody asked for names here, that was understood.The lobby was dark. On one wall, a notice board carried a myriad of notices, directives, and posters with various logos of various Government departments..