We managed to get out for a meal with friends on Friday. It was the Christmas meal for a village commitee that my wife helps out but it was good to mingle.
I had met about half of the people there before but there were also a lot of faces new to me. One of them is a part-time barman at a local pub, he was out to enjoy his night and had a few drinks.
Anyway, he's gay and in his half-cut state had decided to confide in the two young women sitting next to him that he fancied me.
So, did they decide to spare his future, sober blushes and keep schtum or spend the whole night telling my wife what he wanted to do with me? Poor lad.
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