LET'S HAVE A BATH

Richard, then fourteen years old, his sister and Lulu and I checked into the Miyako Hotel in Kyoto.

Always an explorer, he soon located the baths. "Let's have a bath, Dad. Not just a bath, but a real Japanese bath," he said in excitement.

I said okay. He understood, of course, he'd have to take off his clothes if he wanted a bath which he did except for his shorts.

"Come on, Rich, take them off," I said. "You can't take a bath in your underwear." He was reluctant and embarrassed in the presence of two very attractive young ladies who were to give us our baths. They were giggling.

One sneaked up behind him and adroitly pulled down his shorts. The giggling broke into laughter.

Now, fully exposed, Rich proceeded to have his bath.