[M.D. Holloway]

I went to basically an all girls school on an island as an undergrad. After September finished and the winds of October kicked in, the boy friends back home weren't paying as much attention as what the summer afforded. I put in zero effort for bountiful gains. I knew that it was not reality and that in no real place outside of that small college in Newport RI would I or any other guy (all 114 of us) would ever have so much opportunity to explore our virility without even as much as trying out corny lines or attempting to get them tipsy. We didn't have to. Bacchus and Aphrodite had conjured up the plan, we were merely tools at their disposal. Friends from other schools would visit. They couldn't fathom it until witnessed.

I can not relate or even understand how a young man could force himself on a girl let alone getting her drunk to do so. I was never witness to it and the thought is abhorrent. The most aggressive I ever was entailed a coy smile and a suggestion to take a walk on the beach.