I did not want to think — or rather, there were things I did not want to think about. I had run out of things to read. I tried to ignore the sounds ...�� the snores of those who had gone to sleep on the benches, with their cloaks as blankets if they had them, the heavy breathing and the loud or muted sounds of pleasure or pain from those who occupied benches but slept not, the drunken laughter and the sudden curses from the tables were cards or dice were played, the occasional shouts for more beer. What happened? Why did you do it in school?”He kind of shrugged like he didn’t know then began to tell me what happened.“I was in class and there was a girl sitting across from me. She had her skirt pulled to one side so her leg was showing. It got me, well, sort of aroused I guess you’d say. I have a problem with that. My sex drive is over the top. So I went to the lavatory and started to relieve myself and, well you know the rest.”He looked so downcast I really felt bad for him. “It’s okay,”. He shivered slightly and regained his composure. Where had that come from? He put it down to the air conditioning in the hotel; these things are always set to in some way ruin your body's chances of working normally. In hot climates they set the inside temperature of the hotel to minus 5 degrees so that when you step in from the outside, the sweat on your body freezes rendering you unable to move until your body heat balances out the cold air. Come to think of it, in cold climates, they also. .." and her voice trailed off.In late January, as the Democratic primary campaign for mayor was heating up, we decided to get involved. Our parents were social with the Congressman who was running, and Ann and I liked him as well. So, with our parents' encouragement, we signed up as volunteers.Among the dozens of other volunteers there were maybe 20 our age. Ann developed a crush on Josh, and soon they were taking any assignment they could to work together.Maggie, Ann's step-mother, allowed Ann.