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Choire had just returned from his Gay Vacation and was ready for action with his self-appointed favorite hussy, me. My co-worker had been trying to get him on the horn, but she was left on hold all day because Choire was mid-show. Or maybe it was because she kept pronouncing his name "Kwar." I tried to tell her.

When manly Nurse Choire finally came around, his arm stuck to mine like Epoxy. His happy chest protruded out of a white cotton tee, and he was unable (read: not even trying) to hide his poo-eating-perma-grin. He was thrilled to high heaven to be in the hothouse with the whirlpool in the guest bedroom and the other one in the bathroom.

The makeshift circular stage awaited him and it didn't take much convincing to get him to tear back the curtains, cabaret-style. Who knew he could play a bobbed Barbra Streisand playing a lawyer defending her timid, tearful, teen client cowering on the stand during that high-profile rape case trial and play the tearful teen client as well? Then someone leaned over to me and said, "if you think that's something, you should see him do George Harrison." Fuck me gently with a weeping guitar.

Post-curtain call, my mother, fawning over Choire, loved the show. Her gay husband did not. Choire and I observed them in the hot tub from the bed, separated only by a plexiglass wall. Her gay husband had his back to us, holding a smoking joint over the rim.

The fact that nothing like that would ever rain on a Choire parade made us giddy. The Choire got into the bed with me, naked suddenly, in all his full (and I do mean full) frontal glory. He started jumping up and down on the bed on his knees looking down at me with that devilish grin. He was like a little boy who just wants to see his own overgrown pecker bounce around like a rubber baton. I'm thinking, "stop trying to grope me, you hot boy-liking boy". And I'm also thinking, "mmmm...that is the biggest member i've ever seen...".

(And you know what's weird? I felt as though I had smoked an entire pack of cigarettes in thirty minutes when I woke up from that dream.)