BoneQuest No. 4344

spigot: WELL LIKE I WROTE IN MY GAY MEMOIRS: "AND THEN AT THE END OF THE AFTERNOON AS MY ANONYMOUS TOILET PARTNER WALKED OUT OF HIS STALL WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A THANK YOU OR A BUSINESS CARD SLIPPED UNDER THE DOOR OR LIKE A MORSE-CODE TAPPING OF HIS PHONE NUMBER (AS PER THE USUAL)"
spigot: "I KNEW THAT TOMORROW WOULD BE YET ANOTHER 9-5 OF COCKS AND SPURT. IT'S TIME GO HO HOME I TOLD MYSELF, AND WITH THAT I TOWELLED OFF MY QUEER FACE, WALKED BACK OUT INTO THE BRIGHT LIGHTS OF VALLCO FASHION PARK AND WAITED FOR THE 23."
spigot: THE END (OR IS IT)