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This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
“You’re being more stubborn than usual.” He huffed then glanced down Main Street. “Imagine what our country would be if every American turned their backs on those in need.”
Christ on a bike. He was speechifying. Damned politicians.
“What would this country be if we didn’t help the poor, the downtrodden, the sick and the weak? We’d be a shell of ourselves, a watered down version of this great land that we have grown to love!”
“God bless America!” Some guy hauling lights from inside the trailer shouted. Bradley placed his hand over his heart then gazed with reverence at the US flag snapping over the post office across the street.
“For fuck sake. Fine, I’ll take in one person. One. Can’t have the good folks of Rockmount calling me rude or unpatriotic.”
“Excellent! That’s wonderful! I knew Rockmount could count on you, Stillman. I always say to Lilith that I’m always proud to stand beside you in pictures during Pride week and let the world know that you’re my gay friend.”
“Uh-huh. One person, non-smoker, must love cats, and they are not to touch any of my shit.”
“Yes, yes, of course. I’m sure a big star like Mr. Gugliotti won’t need anything of yours. He’s travelling with everything he needs as well as a personal assistant who can dash to the CVS if—”
My brain seized up. “Wait, what now? Who is…”
“I know! You’re so lucky. Several of the single women in town – and four of the married ones which gives me a bit of concern given their marital status – leapt at the chance to have Dr. Rock Watson, that’s the role he plays on Willow Dale, stay with them but I suspected he would be happier with you.” He peeked around the trailer then leaned in close. “He’s gay too so, you know, you two can talk about gay things in the comfort of your little rustic cabin.”
“No, I…I didn’t…no, I just cannot—”
“Paul! Oh Paul, hold up, I need to speak to you about the day in the apple orchard planned for next week! Thanks for being a team player, Stillman, even if you do play for the other team. Paul! Mr. Gershman! Ugh, assistant directors are so uppity! Paul Gershman! A moment!”
Bradley dashed off. I stared at his back wondering just how much trouble I would get into if I threw a movie light at his fat head.
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