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against mine and being a bit excited but more curious I let him do so. Then he leaned over and said to meet him in the gent’s toilet in the foyer. He left and I eventually picked up my school bag and almost passed out because my heart was racing so fast. I found my way into the toilet where he was standing in the doorway of a cubicle. Seeing me, he lunged and dragged me into the cubicle and forced the longest tongue I had ever seen - or tasted - deeply down my throat like some awful lizard! I was initially scared and shocked but a tiny bit curious because the boys at school had recently been discussing French kissing at length - and believe me, this kissing was indeed at great length! I hated it; it seemed awfully unhygienic so I pushed him away and made my escape, more confused than ever. I had never seen two men kiss, let alone be kissed myself by a grown man.
    Something about Melbourne really appealed to me and still does - the European feel of the city, the arts scene, the trams and the Moomba Festival, a big arts event. There was also a little cinema under the Australia Hotel that was considered to be a beatnik hangout, and trying to be bohemian I frequented the coffee shop in the foyer. I was sort of cute looking but did not look at all like any of the rest of the crowd, so very few approached me for a chat - or anything! All they drank was coffee, which I hated even the smell of but I consumed it by the gallon, trying to look ‘cool’. However, the only effect was that it made me more hyper than usual; I couldn’t stop talking yet said very little! Eventually a small group of older types asked me to go with them to look at antiques - ANTIQUES! I feigned interest and agreed to go. Shop after shop offered no charms. To me it was all just old-fashioned furniture, some of it even chipped and broken. But what would I know? Zero! They were oohing and aahing all over the place and stroking it all as if they were stroking a lover. Whenever they asked my opinion I would just say, ‘Very nice indeed!’ I made more and more excuses not to go out with them that they finally gave up on me - thankfully!
    Across the road from the Australia Hotel was a sauna that everyone said I had to try. It was entered by going down steep stairs in the centre of an arcade and looked quite nice and had a lovely aroma! I’m not sure whether it was a gay sauna because I never got to find out what it was like. As I was undressing, sirens suddenly went off and we were told to stay where we were. With my vivid imagination, I was imagining some kind of police raid a la Chicago in the bootleg days or even worse the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre - since I had just seen Some Like It Hot. After about an hour a stretcher was carried out with a tiny body fully covered with a sheet. We were told to leave immediately. I have never dressed so fast. I only found out the next day that a very famous jockey had collapsed and died in the steam room. That was my last sauna visit until years later in Sydney and under circumstances that were much more alluring!
    I was starting to rebel a bit mainly because of the abuse at school and not feeling understood at home - the usual teenage angst I guess. Dad and I drifted further apart emotionally, which I found dreadfully sad but would never admit it to anyone. He was a regular guest on a popular early morning television show called the “Today Show’ which did make me proud and also enabled me to mix with some of the biggest television stars of the day. One of them was Bert Newton who was one of the most popular television personalities of the day and is now a regular performer in big musicals usually produced by John Frost and he is also a friend of ours today. I also met the performer Toni Lamond who was also a regular with Bert Newton on ‘In Melbourne Tonight’ hosted by Graham Kennedy the biggest television personality of the decade plus a big musical comedy performer and