What You Want, Baby I Got It

I attended a dinner party in which I was one of very few women surrounded by very handsome, very gay men. I entered the party with a bang, literally, accidentally dropping the bottle of rum and bunches of mint I had brought for mojitos. The eyes that focused on me were soon followed by multitudes of hands, stroking my soft turquoise sweater, the feathers surrounding my neckline, and my breasts. “Oh, honey!” “Girl, will you look at that!” “You go!”

But my favorite comment of the evening, “You are a gay man’s dream. You have boobs and a boa, what more could you ask for?”

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