This evening, a very sweet DJ at the gay bar bought me a shot; and another gentleman who happened to be grinding against me on the dance floor bought me a hi-ball. And I danced seductively in a cage while my gay friend was grinding me and I thought, “in this parallel universe, I can do whatever I want.”
I remembered something, too — it was the summer of 2006 (?). And I played spin the bottle at a gay bar and got my first kiss from a gay boy.
It’s really too bad I’m not a gay boy too. Apparently, things would have turned out differently for me.