Fear Of Dating

January, 1986

The realization hit me heavily, like a .44 Magnum smashing into my skull. My heart started beating with a quick dread and my blood froze in my veins. My stomach did back flips; I had to race to the bathroom to avoid a major incident. The ordeal I was about to face was one of the most frightening, grisly, macabre and chilling experiences known to woman:Dating. I have to start dating again.Please, God, no, don't make me do it! I'll be good from now on, I promise! I'll stop feeding the dog hashish!...