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- Here is a story that a friend sent me and asked me to post
- anonymously. If you want to make any comments, send them to me at
- mcmullan@eddie.mit.edu and I'll pass them on.
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- Greg McMullan
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- The whole situation was so unlike me. I can't imagine myself
- doing anything like it again. I really didn't expect anything out of
- going to his apartment. We were friends. He was doing me a favour.
- We'd known each other for a long time. I looked up to him almost like
- a father, or a big brother. I was in a strange city. And he was
- taking care of me, as he always had.
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- He only had one bed, and though he offered to sleep on the
- couch, I thought that was ridiculous, I mean, I wasn't bothered by
- sharing a bed, which I guess, in retrospect is weird, and very risky,
- but I'm young, and being naive has always been a gift of mind. I went
- to the bathroom to change to my nightclothing. I wore a one piece
- shorts jumpsuit to bed, it was a soft cotton and I loved the way it
- felt. Black, my favorite colour. He went to change after I returned,
- and I settled myself in comfortably against the left side of his bed,
- which was against the wall. I always situate myself by the wall if I
- can. I sleep better.
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