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Only on one occasion. A local, well-known "society gentleman" was invited; he attempted to beg off, he had friends coming into twn, but my maiden cousin insisted as "bring them along, any friend of yours is welcome". The gentleman and his friends were late, he guests were already at table when he arrrived with his friends and was ushered into the dining room, one of the friends was a stunningly handsome, tall young blonde attired in short pants and a tee-shirt ; the other, a proverbial toad of a middle-aged man. A separate table had been set u[ in the alcove of the room to accomodate the two "extras". Dinner progressed, somewhat uncomfortably, the hostess and her sister exchanging furtive, questioning glances,and then, as was the custom of the house, the assembled guests moved on to the library. Having engaged the young "god" in conversation, Mrs. M, a dowager of impeccable respectability, turned to old Mr S and remarked, "Mr. H is a magician and he has entertained Mr. Tennessee Williams with his tricks". Mr S, an astute man, replied, "E, he didn't do tricks for Mr. Tennessee Williams, he WAS Mr. Williams' trick". It took a moments for the import of the remark to register with Mrs. M, but the synapse did spark across the wire and make the connection:.."Ohhhhhhhh. . .."

My maiden cousin's summer dinner party: the grand, old house dimly lit, old fashion whiskey cocktails on the piazza, good, simple fare, better wines and the best company, laughter, a rubber of bridge complimented by cognac and coffee in the library following dinner, life lived leisurely.

Gentlemen, If you want him, dispense with the idle "wanna-have, but. . ." dialogue :take a lesson from George and send your private charter plane to collect and deliver him to NYC; and do not neglect to arrange a suitable accomodation for him, my recommendation being the TyWarner penthouse suite at the Four Seasons. Go for it!

You didn't make the guest list for one of the "Blossoming Beauties" pool parties at Casa Malinka??? I attach a photograph of the "Blossoming Beauty" whose acquaintance I had from the one and only of these parties to which I had an invitation some ten years ago; a "White Russian" lad, he made his entrance on a motorcycle a la "James Dean") and became Malinka's major domo. Presently, he is in a "detox" program at a private sanatorium in Belarus.

Only the most beautiful boys decorated Malinka Max's pool parties on Hisbiscus Island, but, having quit Miami for Nashville, her new farm hand is a "head-turning hunk" in himself! Hopefully, my invitation for the Halloween Hay Ride is in the mail!

Escorting is a business enterprise. Compensation is expected for companionship, even dinner

When you hire a legend in his own time only to find him to have become an old tail, and, yes, that is a pun. . .

iF YOU ARE A DISCERNING PATRON OF PHYSICAL BEAUTY, AND, YOU ARE AWARE THERE IS A DECIDED DIFFERENCE BETWEENST "COSTLY" AND "EXPENSIVE", HAVE A LOOK-SEE AT THIS LAD. . .

Thou shalt not give until thou hast gotten. . .unfortunately, this caveat is a two-way street in which one can encounter a road-block. With a new "hire", I insist upon an interview with the escort over lunch at a restaurant of his choice, my treat, to determine if we are compatible; as for payment, cash in an envelope on the table. If the escort is one that I have seen over a period of time, I know his favorite brand of clothing, and, I make it a point to have something "nice" for him, boxed with the envelope inside, as a gratuity.

If you can's get the "ass" you want, consult with Dr Mauricio Goldstein, former screen star and now a purveyor of "silly putty" body sculpting. (A few words of caution: In the event that you go for the "butt" implants, DO NOT take yourself to the beach to display your new "goods" whilst lolling on the sand in the sun as the implants must have adequate time to "cure"; otherwise, the implants, in becoming heated, can flatten out leaving you with a "width berth" rather than a "bubble butt".

Hmmm. . .when Rafael's "butt" implants hit the pavement, the reading will be a "10" on the Richter scale. . .gravity, gentlemen, always wins the game in the end.

SWEET POTATO PIE & HUSH MY MOUTH!!! GOD IS HIS PIMP???

Sexual orientation confusion, mixed signals? In his promotional literature, he purports to have "signed up" by mistake, that, he is "straight 8" for women only, but, he then posts an additional ten photographs evidencing a fabulous physique and five additional video clips "showing off" the "goods".

Sad, but, plainly put, that's "show biz". The show must go on. . .Jay Mir on ticktock serves to amuse.

A bank loan and change to have your "head examined" by a professional. . .

Visting Palm Beach, Florida in January; he has a bit of age on him, the referenced video, which he is using as a promotional vehicle, was "shot" a decade or more ago but, certainly, he evidences that gods walk among us: https://www.gayforit.eu/video/505732/Don-Rafael-Argentinian-perfect-beef

Gravity always wins the game in th end. . .

The ageless Divinity known as Sereen. . .

Lend a help hand, and, that is not a pun, to a novice provider. Svelte, elegant, "heavy hung" young man; however, he hasn't a clue as to the how and the why and the wheretofore of the "business" that is escorting.

A "pass"?!? That's a "bridge out ahead" hire!

Indeed, "escorting" is a "free market" enterprise, and, thereby, a "two-way street" in any "hire": Shop around at the end of the month when the rent is coming due and consider yourself "thrifty" and not "cheap". . .

I tricked with a man who tricked with a lad who tricked with a man who tricked with Ramon Novarro. . .working on my memoir to be entitled "I cannot begin to tell you...."

Hmmm. . .I became some years ago, on the Gulf Coast, and, at that time, fifty dollars "did the trick". He is thirty-three years of age at this writing, and, I surmise, his $1000 an hour tariff, is "making hay whilst the sun shines". Certainly, he is a "prme property to market", but, as with all properties, "functional obsolence" must be taken into consideration. In my recollection, Jaime Lee, "The East Coast Boy", one of the most sought offer escorts of his time, had a "plan" and that plan was retireman from the business at age thirty.

Real Straight Guys wear Jockey brand briefs, and, invariably they suffer under the delusion that 2xist has something to do with Albert Einstein, not underwear.

"Fiddle-dee-dee"? A summation of his promotional literature, perhaps? !!!PLEASE!!! By his representation, the man is a former business executive possessed of physical beauty, personal charm and sexual prowess complimented by high intelligence, and, presently, he is seated on a lily pad in a pond in Alabama, a Handsome Prince amongst toads who consider $50 for a "trick" to be an extravagance.