📸by #Anonymous *
Nip Pig ran through the streets, yanking #Horace Maurice through the crowd, zig-zagging & bobbing & weaving. The two men laughed with abandon, right up until HM shoulder checked a drag queen. She was NOT amused.
"W T actual F?" she yelled. "You damn near knocked my lashes off!"
HM forced NP to stop & retraced his last steps until he reached the aggrieved queen. He knelt down & apologized.
"You're forgiven," she granted, tapping him on the head with her wand. "But don't fucking let it happen again. To me or anyone else. Mind yourself. There are a lot of fucking people here."
"Yes, my queen." HM said sheepishly. He kissed her rings & proceeded to follow NP to...wherever he was going. "Baby, I'm tired. I can't keep running like this. Can we stop for a cocktail? Or a nap? Something?" HM begged.
NP did not stop. "We're almost there," he yelled.
"Wherrrrrre?" screamed HM, breathless & annoyed.
"Here," NP said, ducking into an alley where he ripped off his shirt & his pants. He reached out a hand to HM.
"Oh, honey. You are so sexy, & I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I am one tired queer. I keep having sex, or almost sex, in alleys, in shacks, in backrooms, & I love it all. I do. But I was supposed to get to a rally, MY rally, like, days ago. I'm not even sure if I missed it~pulled in this direction & that. Captured & enraptured by the beauty around me. I love that. But I feel like I've lost track of time. I gotta find my friends. Get back on schedule. This day has lasted...weeks? I don't even know anymore. Can I get a rain check, because..." HM motioned to NP's sexy body.
"I like you," NP responded. "I do. I can wait. Let's go. Let's adventure." NP got dressed & grabbed HM's hand once again. The two walked slower this time. Enjoying the sights of their community.
HM's phone buzzed. It was Xena.
Stay tuned for the next episode of BACKDOOR BINGO!