When a muscle hunk with his big arm slathered in Vaseline covering a new tattoo walked into an elevator at the Paris Hotel in Vagas, I realized that the old saying “What happens in Vagas stays in Vagas” may not always be true.
Oh My! I was so in love with Wolfmier!! I joined the Chelsea Gym when it opened. Not so much for the gay ambiance but because it was at that time one of the only places reliably open early in the morning. The morning clientele while amiable really focused on their workouts in order to get to work on time. Moreover I had to switch subway lines to get from my home on the upper west side to my job on Wall Street and the Chelsea Gym was close to the 14th Street nexus.
I’d had a good workout this one morning and so was running a bit late. I quickly showered and donned my bankers drag (3 piece suit and bow tie) and was about to bolt out the door when the subject of all my sexual fantasies sauntered thru that same door. I’ll forever regret that I didn’t have the presence of mind to call in sick, get back into my sweaty gym clothes, go back upstairs and gawk for the rest of the morning. He was nearly as sexy in person fully clothed. Or was I projecting based on what I knew to be within? Alas!!
And for those who don't know.... the following sites are blocked
MediaFactCheck.org
AmericanPsychiatricAssoc.org
CNN.com,
StormysTruth.net,
Comey.com, Comey.net, &AHigherLoyalty.com
At Mar-A-Lago
Quelle surprise!! Lol
There are several upper end hotels in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia, a Muslim country, that blot out access to these sites. I just turn off wi-fi and use cellular data.