As I melted away into nothingness I wondered about the futility of it all. What about heaven? What about hell? Did any of it mean anything?MasonHunger...is a funny thing. It affects us all differently. Some people get really testy when they're hungry and others get tired. Some of us respond to hunger like there's a dinner bell ringing behind them, and other look at it like it's merely a suggestion. Some of us are vegetarians, who wouldn't touch meat to save their lives. Others think that no meal. * * * * As was often the case, Leo’s dresser at the Club Copa had the night off, so I was there to help him to prepare to go on stage as April Fools, the delight of the drag show that went on at the club. That’s where Leo ruled nightly—as the drag queen April Fools, with the sultry walk and voice, just as he ruled the General Café on Pulaski Square during the day, where, known to only a few of us, he didn’t just hold down the café’s host’s desk, but he also owned the café, through his black. Tears were running down her red cheeks where she had been slapped.“That’s better. Don’t give me any trouble and you don’t have to be hurt; but know this, you will obey me. Do you understand?” Perry Finch asked the teen, in a very stern and demanding voice.Carrie managed to sob out a low, “Yes, sir,” as she continued to unbutton her blouse. After she got all the buttons undone, she hesitated.“Take the damn thing off,” Perry said, forcefully.The teen slowly eased her blouse off her shoulders.. One day we went to lunch and had several glasses of wine and Lucyee asked me if I had any fantasies. I asked her what kind of fantasies. Sexual ones she said. I said Oh sure I guess every one has at one time or another, have you? She said yes, she had always wondered what it would be like to have sex with another woman. I said that’s funny because I have always had the same thoughts. We laughed but nothing happened between us. I did notice how her nipples seemed to almost come thru her dress. I.