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older than I, or more, and seemed very sophisticated people, who -- as far as I could see -- were men of the world.

I went to college with the pre-medical goals, so these guys were my models, of people who were way ahead of where I wanted to be, of where I was-- and they were where I wanted to be, eventually. So I was impressed with them, not only in terms of their status as medical students, but I was also impressed with them in terms of their worldliness, you know. I would listen to them talk about affairs and women and life in general, and soon I started getting involved in the discussions. I'm sure I must have been irritating as hell, because I was opinionated, you know, and I wanted to cover my own naivete by brash statements. I'd get in arguments with them --compensating, obviously compensating. But they were very empathic. I mean, they didn't reject me, and Lord knows they must have had enough reason to, in terms of my just talking out, arguing at the drop of a hat -- particularly about things that I didn't know a damn thing about, but just asserting myself.

But, as I said, they had patience. They bore with me. And it was clear to them that I was an innocent. When I went to college, I really didn't know a damn thing about women, except to look at them, you know, and they soon discovered that. The next thing I knew, they were embarked on a project of educating me about sex and the ways of the world, and they really were very wise about it. I mean, looking back on it, you know, they could have scared me into some sort of retreat from women. But they didn't. They actually planned an educational seduction for me. They really did, you know.