City's Gay Scene is Growing

Last night I was out in the city and towards the end of the night I was in the mood for going somewhere different. Maybe a strip club or a casino. But one of the lad thought we should head to the infamous Superstar Boudoir. On the door the bouncer felt it neccessary to point out that it was a gay club just in case the drag queen on the door and the groups of guys wearing dungarees did not make it obvious enough.

Anyway it was a good job that I wore my pink tie to work that day (along with my leather pants). I fit right in. Especially when I danced like a beautiful boy on a beautiful dance floor.
I was dancing like a beautiful dance whore.