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Get Out ThereHe never imagined he’d reveal the most unusual place he’s had sex in front of 800 straight people. But with the microphone in his face and the stage lights in his eyes, he found himself saying, “In the middle of Utah, next to a natural hot spring, in broad daylight, just off I-15.” Against the FenceIt’s painful to let her hands wander the length of her body in her mind, to allow her mouth to rest where it wants. Because she has been with her, weeks earlier, face down on her comfortable futon, drunk and desperate, Leonard Cohen singing softly from the stereo. EventuallyHis dad is deeply prejudiced. Throughout the years, he’s heard negative comments concerning not just gays but also blacks, Hispanics, Native Americans. This was a guy who liked Ellen – until she came out. Fearing it would be even worse with a gay son, he lied. More than a MealShe had a knack for making them giggle. She’d razz the women about being out dancing all night and the men about having girlfriends tucked away in their closets. She’d ask about their lives. They loved remembering when their families were together and they were out in world. My Second GenuflectionAs he walked through the parking lot, he was ill at ease. Probably just the usual jitters, he told myself. He’d been coming to the masjid for almost two months now, and even with the rainbow triangle in his car’s back window these visits were without incident. On VictoryThe great game climaxed the night she checked out Seattle’s bath scene. As a dyke in the ‘80s and ‘90s, she had heard of the baths: skanky places where guys did whatever to get off. Then some enterprising soul thought to advertise a Girls’ Night Out in the Seattle Gay News. Hung Over in the HeartlandThey all looked like burned out old drunks, down-and-out winos fresh off Chicago’s skid row. What was she doing there? She was a nice girl. She was 27. She went to a private girls’ school, had ballet lessons, went to college. But she couldn’t pick up her coffee, and they could. Don’t Fight Crime in StilettosHolding tight to her bag, she aimed a clumsy kick at his balls. Here is where the junkie proved his mettle: He grabbed her ankle and wouldn’t let go. She was left with one hand on her bag and one stiletto-ed foot on the ground. She was — literally — hopping mad. Live Bait Works BestHad his poor little brain not been so fried by the time he was 26, Josh could have gotten something big out of this life. Instead he lived on his father’s various store accounts, climbed Domino’s Pizza to hook up free cable, and shoplifted everything he required in between. Tough LoveShe was prepared to assist them in sorting out the often confusing advice of the physician, to stand by them when they made the tough choices they would face. Then she met Sam, and all her preconceived ideas about tough love solving drug abuse came cascading down.  |
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