He’s so cute, that gay Asian boy next door. You always spy on him through your little kitchen window. And one afternoon, when his mother is out shopping, you will ask him over for tea and sympathy. Well, sympathy of the man-to-man kind. The boy is gay, but he still has to learn a lot about the physical joys of being gay. And so you will teach him the beginnings, that afternoon.

Posted on March 25th, 2008