LOL Englishman,
Very good post. Aubergine and suede and you went to a straight bar? That may have been the problem.
Like you, when I left the witnesses, I thought sex aplenty was just waiting on me at every turn. I started hanging out in gay bars in Jacksonville Florida. I just knew they would be so happy that another man had been flung into their midst. LOL, boy what a lesson for me.
It was almost a year after I left that I actually had sex for the first time. I exaggerated my encounter in Key West to the elders so they would DF me. Of course I wasn't exactly a great pick up artist with opening lines like:
Hi, I used to be a Jehovah's Witness minister and now I am completely alone and lost, wanna screw?
Hi, I just moved to Atlanta, I have no friends or family, wanna come over to my place?
Hi, I just came out and I am really itching for some, will you teach me stuff?
Well, you get the idea. At least in the gentille South, the men excused themself to the bathroom and just never came back, rather than running screaming away from me.
Of course, I also found out that overweight hairy guys just weren't the cats pajamas at the bars I was going to. Neh neh, my type of guys were in bars that were a couple of blocks back away from the main, excuse the expression, drag. Darker and smellier than the pretty boy bars where everyone wore preppie clothes and wore Polo or Aramis.
Anyway. Thanks for an interesting discussion topic.
hugs
Joel