One day when I was stationed in the U.K. I went to London over a weekend with a friend of mine. We spent most of the day and a good part of the night drinking and having a good time.

      Later that night he was going to meet a prostitute and spend the night with her. She was a working woman who plied her trade on Picadilly but slept in this bordello because she was friends with the Madam.

      When we finally got to this very high class place in Mafair (which is the richest part of London) and he was ready to go in I was left alone. It was so late that there were no buses and I did not know where the subway was and nobody was around to ask. My friend suggested that I might be able to sleep in this house.

      When he rang the bell and the madam answered he asked her if I could stay overnight. He explained that I was not looking for anything but sleep. When she still said no he then asked her if I could go to the bathroom. She agreed to that and when I went upstairs there was a small room next to the bathroom. My friend told me to go into the room and lie down (after I went to the bathroom) and pretend I was sleeping.

      I did so and when the madam saw me she became very upset but my friend told her I had just come off of a 24 hour bivouac and was exhausted and just needed to sleep. This mollified the woman and she had me take off my shoes.

      I slept the whole night there and in the morning the woman gave me a cup of tea. Then my friend left and made our way back to Picadilly and thence back to the base. All in all it was quite an adventure.