The Man Club. It’s the electric place where gay gents pick up one-night stands, hot male dancers work for big tips, and fresh bachelorettes have their steamy, pre-marital parties. Running The Man Club is a crazy job for middle-aged Gyles Beare. Between hiring and firing dancers, keeping wait staff in line, and paying the bills, Gyles tries to have a love life, but it isn’t easy. Not at all. Enter Car Tate. Car lives with Gyles, and has been a solid tenant for the last few months. Handsome. Charming. A good head on his shoulders. Car sometimes works at the club to help Gyles out. He always has Gyles’s back. Lately, though, Car’s been over-the-top nice to Gyles. The sweet and romantic things Car’s been doing for Gyes are oddly pleasant. What’s going on? Is Car in love with Gyles? Is it time for Gyles to confront his hidden feelings and land the man of his dreams?

The Man Club

I almost don’t hire Danny for the club because I think him a hater. His Facebook and Twitter pages show terrible pictures of racism, bigotry, and pure hate. Discussions about women being second-class citizens in the United States, huge support for Donald Trump, and anti-gay cartoons prove Danny doesn’t belong at the club. Instagram pics show battered wives, black-eyed and split-lipped gays after bashings, and proof that he supports the KKK. Terrifying hate seethes out of his social media pages, haunting anyone who scrolls through his personal feed. Danny obviously backs the NRA, an anti-gay militia in a suburb of Chicago called The Straight, anti-Jewish forums, and other jaw-dropping cyber societies that believe in an all-white, Aryan race.


Strangely, I am wrong about Danny. As he sits across from me at Risk’s Diner, meeting for the first time, he tells me, “You look pale, Gyles.”


Chapter 15