When I threaten
to rip Bills balls off by reaching down his throat, he steps quickly from the
shower. I open the curtain and point one finger at him. “This will never
happen,” I say. “But I,” Bill stammers. “I’m not playing,” I snap back and
point at the door “Get the fuck out of this bathroom.”
With that said,
Bills head drops forward and he skulks out of the bathroom.
This scenario
will repeat itself again and again with both Bill and his roommate Tom. The
result is the same. I have to give it up to them for believing that it will
happen but it is a clear cut case of the definition of insanity.
Their third roommate, Adam is very quiet and stays mostly to
himself. We become fast friends and share similar experiences dealing with Tom
and Bill. One of our favorite things to do is waiting while Bill is taking a
shower, then we go on the roof and lean in through the bathroom skylight. All
we have to do is say “Hello,” and Bill jumps and runs in place. Scaring him
becomes a weekly treat for us.
Tom and Bill go out almost every night to bars dressed in
leather gear. The parade of losers that they bring home becomes a daily walk of
shame for us to view over breakfast.
There is something fun about watching a grown man with ass
less chaps trying to act nonchalant as he pours himself a cup of coffee and
nibbles on toast. Tom and Bill never see their tricks off, so it becomes
something that Adam and I have to do. I offer more than one pair of pants to
them to help them maintain their dignity.
Adam and I develop a rating system and a secret code so we
can talk about the trick in front of him without him knowing or feeling bad. If
the guy is a total ass we will just speak in easy to decode “bad pig Latin.”
One night Bill brings home another twink named Billy, who
needs a place to crash for a couple of months. He has come to Albany after
leaving home in Lake George. He talks like a Kennedy and actually one corner of
his mouth curves up when he laughs. It is clear from the first moment we meet
him that he comes from a family of privilege.
Billy’s sister is a fashion model with an eating disorder.
She lives in New York City and is battling anorexia. He tells us that she
actually sews rocks in her clothing so she will weigh more at the doctor’s
office.
Billy, Adam and I now become a close knit clique that waits
by the skylight to scare Bill when he showers.
He is quick to pick up our secret code and rating system. There
are no extra rooms so Billy and I share a common bedroom wall. We communicate along
with Adam at night by knocking out another secret code. We soon rough shod over
Tom and Bill. They go crazy trying to decode what the hell we are talking
about.
Bill and Tom throw parties in the living room that is the
size of a small ballroom. People who don’t make it home end up spending the
night.
You can go to sleep and you find someone trying to climb in
your bed. In the beginning it’s a little shocking but we soon create a code to
throw the bum out of the house. A couple of mornings I find out that Adam and
Billy have not always thrown out late night visitors found in their beds.
Billy comes home one night and tells us that he is “Hopelessly
in love with a guy named David,” that he met at the center.
to be continued…………….
Geoffrey Doig-Marx holds all written and electronic rights to his writing "A Day in the Life". It can not be reprinted in part or whole without his written consent.
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