it was about 1972 and i was at a party and drinking gin and seven up. i ended up passed out in a bedroom after being sick. i wake up with my so called boyfriend having sex with me and he ejaculated before i could squirm away. after no period, i went into chicago to planned parenthood for testing. abortions were not available everywhere, chicago included! an appointment was made by the helpful personnel for me to see a doctor in new york city. i flew there with my trusted male friend (only he knew), had the procedure and flew right back. i never regretted it. i never wanted children of my own. i have a wonderful stepson and granddaughter. all my past significant others as well as my husband knew. i did not want to keep it from them. i only recently told one girlfriend. i’m 61 now.