This is a... ," I said to her, having to almost shout in her ear over the noise."A gay bar? Gee, whatever gave that away? Maybe the half naked guys?" ...she said with a laugh. "Yes, that's what it is alright. Why, do you have a problem?" No, not at all," I said, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable sitting there. "It's just... well, why did we come here?" I uh," Julia said, suddenly becoming embarrassed. "Oh God! I'm soooo sorry! I thought you were..." Thought that I was what?" I said puzzled. Then. We didn’t have one on our door, so someone must have added it, maybe Sam? I heard the clunk of the door lock and the rattle of a chain. The door opened and Sam appeared.“Hi Sam, fancy a drink?”He looked surprised as he had been expecting someone else. He glanced at his watch.“Oh, um, yes, I guess so. Let me get my coat.” It was late January, and a cold front had come down from the Arctic bringing days of sub-zero temperatures. I stepped into the small hallway and had a better look than I could. He pulled on his own black driving gloves, but then decidedthey were too masculine, and found a pair of knit gloves that the fingerswere too small on. He took them off and decided to go without gloves toshow off the great job he had done on his nails.He wondered what he should do next. He had not planned on leaving thehouse, but there he was, dressed up and no where to go. He felt a shiverrun up his spine as he contemplated actually leaving the house. He hadtaken the entire day up with his. This story is set on our school annual day of 2013. I was in 11th standard and so, I was one of the volunteers. The program was over by 11 PM. After all the work, I went behind the school auditorium to urinate, without telling any other volunteers. While I was at it, I heard the sound of school buses carrying volunteers and other participants leave. I tried to rush, but you know, it’s one of the things you can’t pause once it starts. By the time I finished, I rushed to the front and saw.