I went bar hopping dressed like a pretty, young girl, and was thrilled to run into the sexy, gay-friendly movie star, especially when he started chatting me up while caressing me with his bedroom eyes. Bingo–he was totally fooled! He didn’t even notice the slight moustache and bulging tummy!
And I managed to get him home, strip him down to just a bow tie and a thong, and tie him to the bedposts.
And then the fun began.
It was truly great and powerful.
Extra points if you noticed the empty bottle of lube on the bed.
Oh, and thanks to George Clooney for taking the photo.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on March 15, 2013