Mild to Wild in Massachusetts by Paul Walkingsky

Author:Paul Walkingsky [Walkingsky, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-396-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

LUNCH WAS amazing. This time it was Karl in a white apron who came by to pass out a choice of rolls. “Did you sleep well?” he asked as I picked something that smelled delicately of garlic.

“Like a baby,” I said. “Thanks for the bedtime story.” He smiled and moved on with his basket and tongs. I thought Danny might end up sitting next to me, but as soon as the massage workshop was over, he had skipped out the door to join his friends. I suspected I was a topic of conversation.

“How was your erotic massage workshop?” Keith asked. He sat down next to me. He didn’t have a plate but had a cup of coffee in his hand.

“I can honestly say I learned a lot.” I thought about how best to talk about it. “Much of it was a new experience.”

He nodded. “What do you think was the most important thing you learned?”

I looked over at Walter. “That I keep proving to myself that I’m human.”

After lunch was Drag 101. The room had tables, and on the larger ones there were stacks of clothing and accessories. Behind them were racks of dresses. Two of the tables were full of various cosmetics. Yet another table had Styrofoam heads sporting wigs of various colors and lengths. Karl was already there, talking to the instructor, who had a hairstyle that rivaled that of Marge Simpson. I figured she had to kneel down to fit through the door. She made quite an impression. Eddie would have been envious. I hadn’t expected Karl to be into drag, but if you had asked me a year ago if I’d be sitting in on a drag class, I would have laughed in your face.

“Listen up, ladies,” the facilitator called out in a powerful baritone. “I am your Drag Mother, Lady Teasedale! Remember that drag is not just about a fabulous outfit, matchless makeup, and breathtaking hair.” She touched the pearls around her neck, which were the size of baseballs. “It’s all about attitude. It’s about walking through the world in a way that makes others stop and look at you.” She seemed to be on a runway. She spun around and added, “And wish they were you.” As if on cue, the entire room erupted into applause. “Hands, ladies! How many of you have ever done drag?”

I looked around. There were eighteen of us in the room looking at her. Eight people raised their hands. Karl was one of them. I wondered what it would feel like if my first official boyfriend was a drag queen. I suspected Eddie would throw a lot of shade. What else was new?

“Most importantly,” she continued, “you will all show off your incredible drag selves in tonight’s talent show! If you had planned to share any additional talent you may have, such as playing a ukulele while juggling bowling balls, then you can still do so, but you will do it in drag! Now, because drag is a

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