The Male Lesbian
Gary was bored from the flights all week and when he finally checked into the Marriott in Atlanta he was anything but tired, he wanted some action. After hastily unpacking he called the concierge and arranged for a cab to pick him up. A few minutes later he stepped into the cab. The driver was a woman, probably in her 40’s. She asked, “Where to, sir?” “I’m from out of state and I just want to hit the closest bar. I may not score but I don’t want to be far from the hotel if I do,” he replied.