"What are you on, Hav?" Nothing out of the ordinary," said Xavier. "E. Coke. Booze. I guess I must just love you, Shoe." Yeah, whatever," said Xiùlá...n, who was tickled by the idea. As if who you fucked and who you loved was ever the same person. "Where shall we go, Hav?" The Royal Closet I think. Where else?"And what better place was there in the nightclub than the Royal Closet? It wasn't designed as a shag room, especially not by its original proprietors, but time and convention had made it the. “I’ll explain to her what happened when I get home today, she’ll understand.” Ryan was right, just a little over a week and I received a phone call from Annie. We exchanged apologies and within days we were reunited. After I had explained to them how I had been living in my athletic clubs supply closet they took me under their wings until I had somewhere else to be. Life was good, I got a Saturday job waitressing in the café me and Ryan had spoken in, my results were looking good for the 100m. The troopers were loath to share with the warriors because of understandable hard feeling after the debacle at the Little Big Horn. The General who was no longer a General in the eyes of the War Department was well-liked by the men in the lower ranks and was still a hero in the eyes of the general public that loved to have a good-looking military type to admire at a distance.In fact, there was some such similar sentiment about the scourge of the frontier, Geronimo himself because the wrinkled. We sat and I poured us each a glass of wine, sat down and toasted “to new friends and a house-boy}. He clicked my glass and laughed. “I am not a boy, if you have not noticed, I am a man!” and his leg brushed against mine and stayed there. As we were fishing up he started clearing the dishes and rinsing them. I walked up behind him and patted him on the butt and told him that he did not have to do that now. He smiled and said that he did not mind and that it was part of his job. When we.