America was, alas, a country of great eccentrics and great prudes, of great writers and few readers. - Edmund White

Was a glimpse of his cock worth a Mercedes?

Sex now seemed a strange thing to me, a social rite that registered, even brought about shifts in the balance of power, but something that was more discussed than performed, a simple emission of fluid that somehow generated religious, social and economic consequences.

Suddenly nothing in the world seemed to Guy more glamorous than homosexuality, as romantic as heady white gardenias nested in polished green leaves.