That' s exactly what I ask myself from time to time when I go out by night in my little Portuguese fishing village. Fishing village - sounds very romantically. But I think, nowadays, we have more tourists here than fishermen, and sometimes even more than we have fishes. *g* And it seems to me half of our tourists are gay. And sometimes it seems to me most of them want me. *g* Don' t get me wrong being gay is absolutely ok. Even I, myself, haven't decided until now, if I will stay just hetero for the rest of my life. But that' s not the point. The point is that at the moment I am not gay, and my wish to change this is not really strong. Especially, as I have this sweet and cheeky girlfriend, I told before. ...mmhh... What was the Question about? ... Oh, yes. ... Do I really look so gay? ... Or better, why do gays are so wild about me? When I look into the mirror, I can not recognize anything really gay on me. I mean, ok, I look really sexy, and athletic, and boyish(nice word). My teeth are in good condition and every day I take my moisturizer. *g* That' s what I could see in the mirror. But I think, there is nothing unusual on me. Nothing an other modern hetero man would have or do, too. So, maybe it is my way to behave. Mmhh ... I spread out my little finger, while I am drinking from a glas of beer. I eat my grilled chicken wings with fork and knife. I prefer to sit at the toilet, while making wee-wee. And I am a big fan of ABBA. ... Oh my God, actually, I must be gay! ...Stop! ... None of the gays, I meet by chance at night in a pub, can see in my eyes, that I like ABBA or how I usually eat my chicken wings and at the toilet I always close the door. Ok.. my little finger ... mmhh ... but just because of my little finger ... I can not believe this. There must be something else making me so attractive... mmmhhh ...mmmhhh... (To be continued.)
