The woman writer who actually lived, as Johnson intermittently did, with a male Beat discovered that, since he fulfilled few, if any, of the conventional demands of his masculine role, she was sometimes freed from the small, incessant acts of subordination that then comprised daily life for a woman in a more traditional couple. In the mid-1950s, Kerouac could not support himself, much less a girlfriend, and Johnson notes the perverse but real pleasures of buying him dinner or lending him money;