One of the things I love about New York is that you can go home with a cute pre-law student/massage therapist from L.A. on a Sunday night and end up meeting a gay B-list celebrity currently starring in a very gay Broadway show. Although, he’s so cute (the West Hollywood pre-law boy) the apartment overlooking Columbus Circle and the famous housemate are just icing on the cake.
Of course, then this We-Ho boy kicks you out of bed because he’s had too much to drink and can’t get it up, which at 20 years old is pretty depressing. And then you have to brave the subway at 3 a.m., all the while wondering if one day the same fate might befall you. So on your way home, you try to get it up, as you’re walking, just by thinking. Because even though you’re not particularly interested in a career as a porn star, it’s nice to know you’ve got what it takes.
June 27, 2005
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That...sucks.
But I'm sure it's nothing to do with you. if he was too drunk, he was too drunk. If he has trouble getting it up generally it would have happened with anyone.
I don't think you - or anyone else our age in reasonably good health -is in danger of this problem.
It is amusing to think of you trying to will yourself hard as you walk down the street just to be sure, though.
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