I know you want me because everyone is in couples around here and I'm on the rebound and you're on the rebound. But let's just play it cool."

But you know there are things that don't play cool and one of them is sex.

And we were hot.

All those queens around there in Sonny's apartment were jealous because Paco was the most beautiful thing in the world. He was 17 going on 18 and real beautiful with big curly lashes and wild curly hair and all those bitchy queens were jealous and mad as hell.

One night Sonny came out of the bathroom and said, "You got to go in and look at Reggie. Reggie's got what you like." So I turned to Paco and he nodded like he didn't care if I took a look and I went in for one second and looked and it was very nice looking. Reggie was standing, leaning against the sink with his fly

open.

But I just took one look and went out and Sonny was so mad, you could see he was mad, because he wanted me to stay in there and do Reggie and get Paco mad, but I didn't want to. I had Paco. And he was the same. He never made a play for other any when I was queens with him.

He used to say to the other queens, why don't you girls behave like Miss Truman here. She is a real lady She don't spread herself out like a twobit whore.

Well, in fact, I was making out, but not when he was around.

We split, but only because he wouldn't keep appointments.

He did keep the one appointment we had to go to the ballet. Oh he loved the ballet He just sat there with his mouth open, his eyes popping out. I had told him to wear a white shirt and he wore a white shirt but no tie.

"You didn't tell me to wear a tie he said.

But he couldn't keep appointments. He was a kid, but he was built like

a man.

He was the best kind of Spanish kid there is. The kind that is sort of straight. Otherwise they get too femme.

And I got enough sisters. Need some men in the family

After we split he wanted to make up, make out again.

I saw him at a party And he was staying and staying, thinking I was going to sleep over But I could see what he was thinking and I said, "Goodby all. I'm going home."

You should have seen his face fall. Paco.

42nd STREET

The first time I moved away from Bob I moved into a rooming house in the 20's run by a French Canadian lady She was really nice. She had a daughter who was hot for me, always coming in to clean when Í was asleep during the day I worked at night then) and not even turning on the light to clean. Just sneaking looks at me to see if I had a hard on when I slept.

I told her mother to keep her out. That old lady was real nice. I drank 4 Roses with her She knew the ropes. Always looking at the towels for shit stains. That's how you can tell gay boys. Their trade wipes themselves off on the towels.

But there are no shit stains on my towels.

I use a douche. I'm clean.

But the old French Canadian woman died and a Puerto Rican took over and the place was awful, full of junkies and whores. A guy moved in right next to me with a piano and he played all the time. He fancied himself a piano player but he wasn't.

He was drunk all the time. Once he invited me in to talk, showed me pictures of his wife, who left him. It

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