Archive for February, 2009

The Jazz Club

February 2, 2009

Today I decided to go for a constitutional walk through my hometown, Norristown. I proceeded for about a mile until I reached the downtown area. At that point I was developing some aches and pains, and a definite thirst. So, I dropped into the local jazz club, The Old Mill Inn, for some refreshments.

It was about 5:30 PM, and the place was inhabited by about 10 women, in their 40’s, celebrating the end of the work week. They had consumed a few drinks and were feeling frisky. After sizing me up, they began flirting with me. Soon the flirting progressed to overt sexual overtures, accompanied by touching and feeling, pawing of my body, and fondling.

I was helpless against their attacks, which were rude, crude, and lewd. I felt I was being used as a sexual object. I finally managed to escape and go home, my clothes in complete disarray. I have never felt so ashamed, embarrassed, abused, degraded, violated and dirty.

I think I will go back there again tomorrow.

The Dance

February 1, 2009

As a youth of 21, while still an innocent, I was still looking for the love of my life. One night at a dance I thought I had found her. At first she rejected my advances, refusing to dance with me, but at the end of the dance she approached me and asked for a ride home. I recognized a come-on when I saw one so I agreed, even though she lived 45 miles in the wrong direction.

While driving I pondered how to get her to ask me in for milk and cookies, when she announced, “You know Richard, I have mononucleosis and hepatitis, which are highly contagious”. I was blown away; she actually did care for me and was truly interested in my health. She could have just ravished me for my body, but she exercised restraint for my benefit.

I responded, “Well, could I have your phone number?” She said “Of course, but mono sometimes lasts up to six months, so why don’t you call me then”.  Then she gave me her number; I will never forget it, WE-6-1212.

Unfortunately our romance withered because every time I called her, all she wanted to do to do was talk about the weather.