Think 'Clones' and leather men and you'll get the idea. Such signals said "I'm in the same coterie as you - we're the same". That could lead to furtiv...ly checking each other out, cruising and (hopefully!) SEX! Things have moved on thankfully and people aren't so concerned with who knows what about their sexuality; unless of course they live within a repressed society. But this isn't a history lesson nor an exercise in political awareness. This is about how we gays love to dish the dirt on each. As I turned around a corner, there was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.It stood twenty feet high, and was a perfect circle. It rippled in shimmering blues, purples, and brilliant reds. The Vortex. My Vortex. It seemed slightly transparent, and I could feel a breeze coming from it. The alarms cut off suddenly, and in the silence, the thirty or forty people standing there, gazed, without making a sound.There was a rustling of voices, as we could see a dark shape move toward us, through. I found Chief Agar anxiously waiting to speak to me.“Can you teach me to ride?” Agar asked me quickly and enthusiastically, using Baylor to translate his words.“Are you ready to trade?” I asked in retort, smiling warmly as I did. The chief beamed in response to my question.Agar was ready to trade. I wanted the bay. It was a very good horse and quite responsive, given the fact it had never been ridden before. The Horse People had done an excellent job training the animal. I hoped that they had. Vaibhav sent me to join you and said you would be my mentor”.As I was saying this, she bent down to pick her hanky which she had dropped. This made her pallu lower and exposed her cleavage completely. Standing right in front of her, I got a good view of her deep cleavage – her breasts were milky white and smooth. She too seemed to have worn a black bra with some lacing on them. Also, I was able to view her ass! My God! Her ass was plumpy but not huge. Her saree revealed just a very little bit.