AM: To Protect and Serve

Monday, April 3
Two women introduced themselves to the group, Mz. DC and Mz. DW from Aids Service Center. One woman wrote on the quick-erase board and then held up something that looked like the model of the Portuguese Man of War I made in sixth grade. What manner of beast be this?

"Do you know what this is? Anyone?" no reponse from the room. "This is the female condom." The room responded with "ahhhh, wow, hmmm." "I only seen that in pictures, that's big!" said the youngest man in the group, C---, age 24. She said she'd pass it around later. What an Ice breaker. She read from the board "Any act of sexual gratifictation or pleasure that minimizes the transfer of body (fluid) transmissions. Can you tell what that it is?" "Safe Sex, I already read that in the brochure" said L---- as he ate his Chinese food.

"Safe Sex, that's what I'm talking about. So what kind of the sex can you have?" The room muttered like drone of porn "in the vagina... in the mouth... with your hands... with her hands.. with breasts... in the butt..." She wrote on the board: Oral, Vaginal, Anal. "The rest is just masturbation and heavy petting." It was difficult saying these things to two women. Then she wrote: Something to Stimulate with. "Can you give me some examples?" she asked. Again the room muttered "your hands... your fingers... breasts... your mouth..." then some one yelled out "your ding ding!" She asked "How about another vagina?" "Two for one, baby!" Someone yelled.

The topic tonight was Safe Sex and preventing or minimizing the transfer of body fluids. Through the evening she showed us lubes, edible panties, dental dams, and finally the female condom. But first she wanted somone to demonstrate how to properly apply a condom on the teaching tool called "Woody". C--- got up. He ripped open the packet and everyone yelled "No no no.. you gotta squeeze it for air man... check the date first... push it into the corner before you rip it..." He got it open and placed it over the tip of Woody "No no no... pull it out a bit... give it some space... you need room at the tip..." C--- slipped it over and pulled it down, ripping the condom. I guess this was the don't demostration. Mz. DW took over and demonstrated the proper way to apply and remove a condom. The evening continued and ended with short lecture on STDs and STIs.

Just as AM was winding down Mr. R------ showed up. He said he was late because he wasn't feeling well. Teh ladies invited us to take samples and a brochure. I stood in line to see what they had, Mr. R------ greeted me panting. "I'm glad I caught you, this is the last night right?" "We still have Graduation Day next Monday" I said. "I want to stay in touch with you, I think you're a very nice man. I like you're style." "Thanks, Mr. R------." I replied as I dodged reaching arms. He wrote down his address and number and gave it to me. By the time I reached the desk Mr. R------ patted me on the back and walked out the door. The sample table was bare, but I got two metro cards and a phone card for participating. Upon closer inspection Mr. R------ had written his information on the back of the Safer Sex brochure.

Epilogue
On Sunday I got a message from my Civil Lawyer that I am being deposed on Wednesday, April 12. This marks the beginning of the Civil Trial as I complete Mandated tasks from the Criminal Trial. I called him back the next day to discuss what I need to do. This Friday he is deposing the Complainant (aka, Claimant) Mz. P, and I should be there. By accepting a Misdemeanor Plea, I have lost the right to use my witneses, my evidence and my own testimony in any court. I should be frightened or feel somewhat scared knowing that I can't even defend myself, but I'm actually numb about the whole deal.

It's a packed week next week: Monday Anger Management Graduation, Tuesday Probation Report Day, Wednesday Civil Trial Deposition, Saturday Community Service (maybe? maybe not?). The wicked never rest.

Scores on the board:
12 - 12 = 0 AM session, graduation day next Monday, April 10