Chapter 15: Going Wilde
“Well, are you going to do it or not?”
“Oh, I don’t know, Andy. It’s been over fifteen years since I did any theater,” I replied to my lover as he opened the bedroom windows before coming to bed.
“d**k said he needed to know by today. You haven’t called him, so you haven’t completely decided against it, have you.” It was more a statement than a question. “That seems to indicate to me it’s something you really want to do, but are just a bit—cluck, cluck, cluck.”
I threw a pillow at him. Sometimes it amazed me men our ages could act like such adolescents. Neoteny, the animal behaviorists call it: the persistence of juvenile or infantile traits into adulthood. Dogs are very neotanous. Apparently so are humans.
“Come on, David,” Andy cajoled. “I’ve never seen you d
