He felt strange in that new place. He had no reason to feel comfortable. He had always stood outside, watched people enter and leave the place and was curious about what happened inside. There were so many movies and stories from where he had gained an idea about the place and what men and women do inside but he wanted a first hand experience. He went inside, the lady gave him a look which meant nothing to him. He was puzzled. She took his hand. He gave into her. This was his first time. He wanted to make it count. The lady marked his index finger with the ink.