I owe you a story. This is one that I had been saving for a rainy day, and here it is raining in Boston. This STORYTIME takes place in 1993, when I was 35 years old. It remains one of my favorite experiences in Provincetown, the gay resort town on the very tip of Cape Cod here in Massachusetts. I was convinced to do something dangerous that I would never do today. However, this was during my 'party phase' (a phase that lasted a good three decades!), and I threw caution to the wind (along with ALL MY CLOTHES), and had an unforgettable Summer night.  I hope you enjoy this wonderful memory of days gone by.