other ways but not in the anatomical. By always carefully changing into and out of my pajamas in the bathroom this was avoided. How- ever I early arranged to walk out into the room with only my pajama pants on so that she could see my "chest". With no hair and actually a better bust than she had (she had to wear a padded bra and I didn't - conceited bitch aren't I — it naturally wiped out any latent doubts about the rest of me, so that there was no trouble in that way. Of course all the other women on the tour accepted me as one of them and a common and frequent occupant of the numerous kinds and qualities of restroom facilities that we encountered.

The tour group early divided itself just about down the middle be- tween the older (both in mind and in body), conservative, square, up tight types and the rest of us who were socially and politically more liberal, generally younger, and more active and interesting. It was a real experiment in sociology and got pretty worked up at times. So that is the general background. Now as to events!

We left L.A. at 12 PM on July 31 to fly all night to Papeete (pap-E- A, tay) on the island of Tahiti. After getting ready all day, flying all night and not sleeping any we were a pretty pooped group when we arrived at FAAA (pronounced Fa-ah-ah) airport about 4:30 in the morning. But it was a 71⁄2 hour flight because we gained 3 hours fly- ing west. So after getting to the hotel we all fell into bed for about 4 hours. That afternoon we took a bus tour of the town. We were given about an hour and a half to wander around Papeete on our own and were told to meet at a certain point at a certain time to be picked up by the bus. As that time approached I got back to the spot and found one of the single tour members there too. He was, it turned out, a Ph.D., a professor of speech therapy and a practicing psychologist on the side. He was in his 50s but affected a hippy style of free dress wore his hair longish and a head band, a peace pendent necklace and gave the "V" or "peace" sign to any and everyone. Needless to say he became part of the liberal and "circular" half of the tour as opposed to the conservative or "square" portion. Anyway we are standing there and talking and suddenly he looked at me intensely and thoughtfully and said, "I know you, you're Charlie!" That knocked me out as I thought, "my god, only the first day and I'm exposed." I figured that ended the tour right there. At first I feigned amazement and ignorance of what he was talking about but as he proceeded to outline where he had heard me talk I could no longer deny it as I did give the talk and he had been in the audience. So I admitted it and then asked him to keep it to

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