I'm still straight... I know I am. Despite what happened with that big black cigar daddy. It was just one of those things.
So, I'm staying away from the theater, from my passion for watching movies on the big screen. At least until the fantasies die down.
But soon, I'll be drawn back, and what happens when I run into him, again? It's inevitable, I know. The smell of stale cigar and man sweat seems to be everywhere. My body aches...