I was extremely bored after work one day and flipping through my messages on my phone and one just caught my eye. I had been raised in a religious family and, like most, had been told gays were about the most unholy “affliction” (I’m literally quoting a Sunday school teacher I had once) on the face of the planet. Back in his car, I must have looked like a goof with the big smile I had on my face but I was so happy I didn’t care. I have no problems with gays obviously since I am but I act like a straight guy in my mannerisms and stuff and I don’t care for the effeminate types. But it was rather cold out so we didn’t walk around too much longer and decided to head home.
