New at the Grotto
By Emery C. Walters
Logan stood before the door of the bar, hesitant to go in. He’d read about the place online, having Googled local gay bars only the previous day. His plan was to go in and have a drink, see what this gay thing was all about, and be able once and for all to put his nagging doubts behind him. He’d just broken up with his latest girlfriend, mostly because she wanted s*x on the third date. He’d had s*x with some of his earlier girlfriends, but he just couldn’t do it anymore. He knew on some level that it was all pretense and wishful thinking, but he had been, up until very recently, quite comfortable living in the land of denial. He just couldn’t do that anymore, either. It was all very confusing and unsettling, and he had no idea what the future held in
