Ifeel like I?m nothing now. Don?t you think there should be some limits? Signed,Butted Out. Perhaps youshould have kept your trap shut, Buttsy! Endure... mydarling...and good luck with your healthy lungs!Love, Medusa Dear Medusa XJones: I have discoveredthe most marvelous entertainment for my gay friends when they come for tea onSundays. I have my husband Burke come out on his hands and knees, and taketurns sucking each of them off! First Burke crawlsup to Rusty, my hairdresser, and he begs to. I declined."Jaone I would like you to meet Hazan Nunzio," He gestured to the boy who inclined his head with no little respect, "He has just returned from The Citadel."I nodded."And how is Rome these days?" Too full of traffic and tourists," replied the boy and the instant he spoke I knew him, the sparkling eyed youth we had all lusted after as he danced at The Font a few years back. The elder's messenger. We called him the spirit of autumn but none of us had dared to approach him apart from. ..and now a single testicle had slipped free. It smooth brown and hairless. I estimated his age to be about s*******n or eighteen. I only passed him and his mother on the elevator. She passed on a religious pamphlet that I politely accepted but tossed it into the trash once inside my apartment. I was so engrossed in my sketch that I hdn't even noticed that the boy was standing beside me trying to look at what I was working on. It was a sketch of my friend Paul seated on a chair, his fingers. Horne…’ ‘Kenny! I told you to call me Marta, Mrs. Horne sounds too old. I know that you are just trying to be courteous, and I appreciate it, but I would like to be your friend.’ ‘Sorry Marta. My dad drilled my manners into me with a two by four, and it is hard to break the habit. To answer your question Marta, no, these folks aren’t doing nearly enough to justify the cost. There are areas all around that have been left to grow rampant, and they are not really picking up behind themselves..