There were three of us that night sitting at a table in Apollo Bar. It was a typical night there. A DRAG queeen was performing on stage. Guys were throwing darts at several boards along a back wall. Guys were playing pool on both tables.
My friends Zach and Todd are a couple who had been together for almost two years. Zachary is the more sociable of the two, a person who mingles easily. Todd tends to keep to himself though he's not unapproachable. I had met the two of them almost a year ago at the Pride day parade.
For the past several minutes I had been watching the DRAG queen performing her act. She was wearing a sleeveless v neck. long red dress. The dress has a slit side showing her left leg.
"You like her." Zach quipped.
"Her fashion sense," I replied.
"What about it," Zach asked.
"If it was white it could be a wedding gown."
Todd interjected a remark. "I just got a text from Michael. He's on his way."
My friends Zach and Todd had told me a lot about Michael Ross making him seem like an O K guy. They mentioned his love of baseball, described his sense of humor and the fact that he's personable.
Zach gave one last bit of encouragment.
"Don't be nervous Stevie. You guys will hit it off. I'm sure of it."
I finished my beer and set the mug down. At that moment I did not want another beer.
I looked toward the entrance in time to see a dark-haired dude wearing a pink polo shirt, slim-fit dark-blue jeans and Sketchers slip-ons. He has a trimmed beard and wears London blue Topaz stud earrings.
Five Years Later. Present day...
Hubby Mike, age 40, is slouching in our brown leather sofa watching a baseball game. I had been sitting at the metallic lattice table on the deck overlooking the apartment grounds. Not an enthusiastic sports fan, I chose to get fresh air while listening to classical music through noise cancelling headphones that mute the sound of the traffic below.
A few days had passed since my twentysixth birthday on Memorial Day weekend. We had celebrated the occasion by going to the bar where we had met.
Nothing had changed except the color dress worn by the DRAG queen. It was light blue this time.
It was actually a couple of days after that night at Apollo that we went on our first real date, dinner at a seafood restaurant. Our first sex happened on the upper floor lounge at Apollo while large screen televisions showed porn.
Michael is drop dead gorgeous. A well-toned 5 10 hunk who played high school sports, he enjoys working out at the local gym. It definitely shows. His eyes are two inches above mine forcing me to tilt my head in order to kiss him.
