....... "I’ll pick you up at 7.00pm." What a strange visit that was!Well, 7.00pm came and went and at 7.20pm I thought it was all over until I heard...a car pull up outside. I pulled the curtain back and saw it was Debbie. I left the house and got into her car "Everything all right?" I asked, "Fine thanks, sorry I’m late there was an accident down the road and it was all blocked off until the Police allowed us through and there was no were to do a U-Turn either, so I was stuck and to make matters. I’m also known by MANY people in the community so being discreet is huge for me. So about the only photos I could send would be like a cock pic. So knowing all this I understand if you don’t want to proceed. I am very open and easy to talk to. I am not one to judge. That is our Lord above’s job. So let me know what you’re thinking.He asked me to describe my “ideal” connection, but I didn’t know much about him yet and I didn’t want to write a scenario for an interaction with someone I hadn’t. "I have dancing lessons, singing lessons, acting lessons. And then I spend my night passing out t-bones and manhattans to men who like to squeeze my ass and call me baby." I know the type," she said. "I dealt with plenty of them when I first started in this town. And don't talk to me about directors and casting directors. It's a man's world and we just live in it." What about you?" I was genuinely curious. "I haven't seen you out with anyone.'"Well," she said. "I'm queer. Men aren't to my. He put all his strength into it and dropped onto hisside. He had to get up - get out of there before they closed the door.Once that door was shut he was finished. The key would be turned in thelock and he would never know true freedom again.Burt flopped over and creased at the waist, reaching toward the opendoorway. "No!" he cried. Then the door slammed shut. The rattle of thekey came in the lock; the click as the bolt slid inexorably into place.There were muffled cries outside and then.