第8部分(第3/6 頁)

ventions　designed　to　keep　demure　young　ladies　in　control。　I　was　a　child　of　the　late　twentieth　century；　intending　to　suit　myself。　See　the　world；　go　where　I　pleased；　at　any　hour　I　fancied。

I　can　recall　the　thrill　of　freedom　hitching　a　lift　down　the　German　motorway；　solitary　strolls　through　Paris’　Latin　Quarter　in　the　early　hours　of　the　morning；　illuminated　baroque　churches　in　Rome；　splendid　in　the　dead　of　night。　Though　once　in　London’s　Soho　I　got　lost。　A　real　thug　helped　me　to　a　taxi；　saying　I　wasn’t　safe　there　on　my　own。

In　newspapers　we　read　reports　of　women　missing；　raped　or　murdered；　having　mistakenly　believed　they　were　safe。　The　truth　is；　we　are　still　as　vulnerable　unprotected。　It’s　not　just　old…fashioned　prejudice　that　es　in　the　way　of　our　freedom。　And　not　just　fear　of　misbehaviour　that　makes　our　loved　ones　want　to　shelter　us。

Gender　性別（3）

I　know　now　that　I　was　incredibly　lucky。　Some　women　weren’t。　To　them；　and　their　families；　the　danger　became　real。

Even　in　our　enlightened　days；　the　saying　goes　that　women　give　sex　for　love；　while　men　give　love　for　；　who　specialised　in　entering　the　homes　of　attractive；　successful　single　women　as　they　slept。

Once　awake；　they　were　subjected　to　a　terrifying　ordeal　of　reassur…ance；　tenderness；　affection。　In　the　end　he　gently　coaxed　them　into　bed：　no　sign　of　force　or　violence。　Indeed；　he　did　his　best　to　satisfy　them；　a　few　even　asked　him　to　e　back。

Eventually　found　out；　he　went　on　trial　accused　of　countless　serial　rapes。　The　prosecution　had　a　hard　time　getting　victims　to　testify。　They　were　so　deeply　ashamed　–　not　of　having　been　raped；　but　of　having　offered　no　resistance。

The　defence　claimed　all　encounters　had　been　consensual。　His　only　crime　was　that　of　entering　people’s　homes。　The　m