Lost in the Wrong Part of Town Gay
It had been a difficult year. My wife had left me and we had a quickie divorce. I had to find somewhere new to live, somewhere that did not cost too much. I decided to rent at first while I sorted myself out. Driving home from work on only my second day at the new flat I became disorientated. I had no idea where I was but I saw a pub so decided to go in and ask for directions. As I walked through the door everything went quiet and everyone stared at me. Apart from the fact they were all black...