??Look, pal,?? Joey eventually said.
??Ken,?? the guy corrected.
??Whatever. Thanks for the drink, but I just ain??t interested.??
??Oh.?? The guy slunk away, Joey sighing with relief.
It was a slow evening, even for Saturday night. Joey surmised the inclement weather had kept most of the punters indoors. He??d been propping up the bar for about an hour when he spotted a possible hook-up come in.
The guy did all the right things, only looking at him briefly before dropping his eyes. He was blond, early twenties, virtually all skin and bone, but Joey didn??t mind that. He was about half an inch taller, but with his bowed head, this didn??t seem to matter.
Joey felt the guy tremble slightly when he casually draped an arm around the man??s slight frame. Joey liked them a bit timid, maybe not as timid as Kevin, though. Joey shook his head; he??d successfully managed to not think about Kevin all evening.