THE GAY BARTENDER

chapter sixty

"So how's the tux shopping yesterday?"Michael asked me just as he finished setting up the dining room .

" it was fine, I said slicing thick pieces of Texas steak for the French toast special for the day.

"Did he get felt up, Michael asked .

I dropped the knife and turned to him . " what is that about? It seems almost barbaric I felt violated even watching it happen." Michael laughed and dropped his rag in the sink.

"He looked like a penguin am telling you."

I laughed and dropped the bread pieces into the egg batter and placed them on the tray.

"Well, I have a feeling I'll feel just as violated when we go to find my tux tomorrow.

I highly doubt it, you might mess up your hair while changing into different shirts, but no one is going to make fun of your manhood."

"Very true"

"What color did I chose ?"

"Black bow tie, typical for the tux."

"Oh for Archer too."

I grabbed the spatula, I couldn’t understand what he was saying at the moment. it was really confusing me that time but I couldn't ask at that time. I was just as confused as everyone.