“Thank you Mrs B.”He left to all our cheerios.“You really want me to check you?” I asked her getting an urgent, don’t mess with me, nod.“B...ut I must lay down, my arthritic knees are giving me holy hell kneeling like this.” With that Marlene rolled onto her back and lay there - legs wide apart with her bony knees bent up. “Oh thank goodness, that’s not as big as Mr Raj’s,” she said as I dropped my slacks and CKs and stood to her side.She was correct, but I didn’t care and took no offence. Not. ‘He asked me to talk about everything — warts and all.’ ‘And you obliged?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Good gracious. Lisa, I do have a book in mind. He was supposed to spend the first fortnight getting the feel of the place, and then I was going to discuss with him a broad outline. I want him to gather factual information which should help him to understand my background. I want him to write a novel broadly based on my life but with true characters concealed.’ ‘Why do you want to do this?’ ‘In memory of my. It's typical of Debbie andTracy to bring us here, they seem to like to shock if they can. I'velearned that very quickly since I've been back in the UK, and in theircompany." She quickly added, remembering her story."Oh well it's no problem to me," Terry went on, innocently, "I don'thave any problems with my sexuality, and unlike some people I don'tfeel threatened in the company of others with a different sexualorientation to mine. Live and let live that's what I say. I know I'mcompletely. And after the introductions we settled into some con- versation and continued drinking. I danced with all of the guys and in the process ended up very drunk. I realize now looking back on it, that I stayed because I was too drunk to leave, but even back then I knew that I should have. The guys started getting pretty handsy, not that I was really complaining, but I was spending more time fending them off than having conversation. As I sat at the table I pushed Ron’s hand away from my.