No, I don’t wear that red gingham shirt every night, in case you’re wondering.
I just happened to go to a lot of places the night I had it on.
So after sweeping into that perfume launch, where I had the red gingham gang bang, I dropped by the Museum of Sex’s opening for their “Obscene Diary” show.
And while I conscientiously looked at all the Accujacs and stud cards and kinky biographical information, I ran into these two “Don’t ask, don’t tell” types working the bar.
And I absolutely loved them. I’m a big fan of seamen!
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on July 25, 2011