for New Year's Eve! Actually a restaurant in the Gay Village here in town, with my brother and his partner of 20 years (!) (they put most heteros to shame). Let me tell you, they are so happy I'm "out". No, I'm straight, but "out" of the WTS. I was super-dub Miss Prissy-Pooh-Pooh so I don't think my brother ever imagined he'd see the day when his overly righteous sister would step over the threshold of any place gay.
And guess what????? It was kind of boring! I mean, the supper was absolutely delicious, I had pork with cranberry and melted brie, it was divine. Before the meal I had a cosmopolitan, then we had wine with the meal. When the clock struck midnight everyone toasted (another evil sin deserving of death ), and....
that was about it. No drunks staggering around, no dancing naked on the tables, no orgies - not really very much of anything. Cripes, and here I thought all worldly people were degenerate misfits raping and pillaging everyone and everything in their way. Oh no wait, that's what the WTS says.
But one thing I gotta say is, some of those gay fellows are mighty cute! What a waste - so many men, so little opportunity .
Happy New Year everyone!