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Old
Luce
.
What
a
guy
.
He
was
supposed
to
be
my
Student
Adviser
when
I
was
at
Whooton
.
The
only
thing
he
ever
did
,
though
,
was
give
these
sex
talks
and
all
,
late
at
night
when
there
was
a
bunch
of
guys
in
his
room
.
He
knew
quite
a
bit
about
sex
,
especially
perverts
and
all
.
He
was
always
telling
us
about
a
lot
of
creepy
guys
that
go
around
having
affairs
with
sheep
,
and
guys
that
go
around
with
girls
'
pants
sewed
in
the
lining
of
their
hats
and
all
.
And
flits
and
Lesbians
.
Old
Luce
knew
who
every
flit
and
Lesbian
in
the
United
States
was
.
All
you
had
to
do
was
mention
somebody
--
anybody
--
and
old
Luce
'd
tell
you
if
he
was
a
flit
or
not
.
Sometimes
it
was
hard
to
believe
,
the
people
he
said
were
flits
and
Lesbians
and
all
,
movie
actors
and
like
that
.
Some
of
the
ones
he
said
were
flits
were
even
married
,
for
God
's
sake
.
You
'd
keep
saying
to
him
,
"
You
mean
Joe
Blow
's
a
flit
?
Joe
Blow
?
That
big
,
tough
guy
that
plays
gangsters
and
cowboys
all
the
time
?
"
Old
Luce
'd
say
,
"
Certainly
.
"
He
was
always
saying
"
Certainly
.
"
He
said
it
did
n't
matter
if
a
guy
was
married
or
not
.
He
said
half
the
married
guys
in
the
world
were
flits
and
did
n't
even
know
it
.
He
said
you
could
turn
into
one
practically
overnight
,
if
you
had
all
the
traits
and
all
.
He
used
to
scare
the
hell
out
of
us
.
I
kept
waiting
to
turn
into
a
flit
or
something
.
The
funny
thing
about
old
Luce
,
I
used
to
think
he
was
sort
of
flitty
himself
,
in
a
way
.
He
was
always
saying
,
"
Try
this
for
size
,
"
and
then
he
'd
goose
the
hell
out
of
you
while
you
were
going
down
the
corridor
.
And
whenever
he
went
to
the
can
,
he
always
left
the
goddam
door
open
and
talked
to
you
while
you
were
brushing
your
teeth
or
something
.
That
stuff
's
sort
of
flitty
.
It
really
is
.
I
've
known
quite
a
few
real
flits
,
at
schools
and
all
,
and
they
're
always
doing
stuff
like
that
,
and
that
's
why
I
always
had
my
doubts
about
old
Luce
.
He
was
a
pretty
intelligent
guy
,
though
.
He
really
was
.
He
never
said
hello
or
anything
when
he
met
you
.
The
first
thing
he
said
when
he
sat
down
was
that
he
could
only
stay
a
couple
of
minutes
.
He
said
he
had
a
date
.
Then
he
ordered
a
dry
Martini
.
He
told
the
bartender
to
make
it
very
dry
,
and
no
olive
.
"
Hey
,
I
got
a
flit
for
you
,
"
I
told
him
.
"
At
the
end
of
the
bar
.
Do
n't
look
now
.
I
been
saving
him
for
ya
.
"
"
Very
funny
,
"
he
said
.
"
Same
old
Caulfield
.
When
are
you
going
to
grow
up
?
"
I
bored
him
a
lot
.
I
really
did
.
He
amused
me
,
though
.
He
was
one
of
those
guys
that
sort
of
amuse
me
a
lot
.
"
How
's
your
sex
life
?
"
I
asked
him
.
He
hated
you
to
ask
him
stuff
like
that
.
"
Relax
,
"
he
said
.
"
Just
sit
back
and
relax
,
for
Chrissake
.
"
"
I
'm
relaxed
,
"
I
said
.
"
How
's
Columbia
?
Ya
like
it
?
"
"
Certainly
I
like
it
.
If
I
did
n't
like
it
I
would
n't
have
gone
there
,
"
he
said
.
He
could
be
pretty
boring
himself
sometimes
.
