Dear Ann Landers,
I just read the letter from Miss Honest, the high school girl who believes in free love and sees nothing wrong with going to bed with a boy if she likes him as a person. The letter could have been written by me five years ago. I put up the same foolish arguments. Here is how my life turned out, and I am only twenty-two. I was married at seventeen-three months' pregnant. Bill and I have been married three years and separated five times. I started divorce proceedings six months ago and discovered I was pregnant again, so we called off the divorce and are trying to work things out. I am so tired of sex I could scream. It used to be all I lived for and now I despise it. I talked to my doctor, and he told me that due to my early promiscuity I have become dis-oriented sexually and I need psychiatric help. I had to go look up some words in the dictionary, and what it boils down to is this: I ran around so much when I was in my early teens that sex lost its value and now I hate it. I hope Miss Free Love, and all the other young girls who think they can play this game and get away with it, will leam something from my experi-ence. Believe me, Ann, I am-Paying Dearly.

Dear Paying,
I hope you will take your doctor's advice. The first step is understanding the problem, and you do, so get going.