Jingjok

I'd have voted for soft drink. If these came from the chat room, how cum I'm the only vote for "soda pop"? Jingjok

Ahhh, but the question isn't whether YOU would do it. It's about being loved by this wild, free spirit. There he/she/it is - and whatever will happen next will happen. Give 'em a hug and get on with your day. You can spank 'em when you get home from the unemployment office. Better to have worked and lost, than ne'er to have loved at all :pickaxe:

Alas, there were other issues, and we grew apart and separated. I remember him fondly. His successor was a similar type, who used to drive me to work and drop me off at the door, but he never came inside, nor did any modeling. The next one I didn't find until I'd retired, so outing myself was never a worry. On the contrary, it was he who had to grit his teeth and introduce me to his family and friends

I wrote: Moral: Always work at a place with a very secure entrance. Haha. This brings to mind another anecdote. The company I mentioned moved its headquarters to Tulsa, Oklahoma, in 1975, and I suspected that I and my young black lover would not easily fit into the social scene there. So, I sought other employment, and found a spot in the notoriously conservative bastion of Orange County, California. At least we could commute and spend weekends with our good friend in Hollywood. On the plane ride west, I read a Time Magazine article exposing that the company I was joining employed group prayer in its board of directors' meetings to seek guidance in running the business. So you might imagine that, if my non-boy-next-door lover had come and danced on my desk, I probably would have fainted dead away. Fortunately (?) the premises were protected by a security guard. He ran the switchboard, and sometimes, when I worked late, he would patch through a call from my mate. Well, it seems that, on occasion, they would engage in conversation. I had the unnerving experience of chatting with this prototypical fat, redneck guard (of this eccentricly religious company) about my love life - he could understand sex with a black man, but love was beyond his comprehension. Sometime thereafter, my enterprising lover made me a gift of a nude portrait of himself, painted by that same security guard!!! Jingjok

Moral: Always work at a place with a very secure entrance I didn't see a poll response for "curl up in a fetal position and try to crawl into the floor through a little knot hole." I expect I'd probably react like a typical high school story wuss if someone kissed him in the cafeteria. But I probably wouldn't divorce him (though I might be a bit cool during the job-hunting period.) In 1974, I was working in Manhattan, in a small computer department at the headquarters of a big corporation. I was 36, and my black lover was 19 - and not exactly a boy-next-door type. He expressed an interest in seeing where I worked. I gulped, and thought "I love him, right?" So, I took him in on a weekend, and introduced him (by name only) to the skeleton staff, and showed him the refrigerator-sized mini-computer boxes and the washing-machine-sized disk drives, and invited him to sit in my desk chair. And then we left and went home. Never heard a peep about it. Jingjok

2,000 is But there are author's fan groups on Yahoo, recently formed, that have more. Speaking as a newbie, I've been coming here from time to time, but never considered joining until today. I happily joined a couple of Yahoo writers' forums, but I was sort of in awe of this place, like I expected maybe E. M. Forster and Robin Maugham would be in the chat room I joined today to do something specific, by invitation of an author, and haven't yet figured out how. Guessing how to reply to a forum was kinda dicey. What I'm saying is that the main page might not be what you would call "newbie-friendly." Maybe you could put up a box inviting new members to join. There really should be thousands more readers here gushing about how great the authors are Jingjok (glad to be here)

I took it and got 40%, and got the same comment as someone else who got 36%. "You might act straight mate, but I bet your mother always knew you'd grow up to be a gay guy!" I would've expected to be 100%, but then I've always been a bit socially inept They were right about Mom, who didn't seem too fazed when I wrote her a "Guess who's gonna be here when you come for dinner" letter The first part prolly explains why nobuddy ever cruised me outside of a gay club

Lucky you get to see my introductory post A jingjok is a 4-inch lizard from Thailand, more likely to be found on a ceiling than a floor (how do they do that???) Speaking for myself, I probably wouldn't be interested in nibbling on the toes of a pretty young woman. Now, the cute guy next door ...