Look at me, please. You know it's true, you must love me!

Wow! Another absolutely amazing show tonight! Seriously, an award winning performance by me, I kid you not. I don't get it, where have I been all my life? I know I would pay money to see me in a film or play. I'm just that good. I'm not one of those so-called "starfuckers" but if I saw myself doing what I did tonight, I would do whatever it took to get in my pants and I'm not even gay as far as I know!

I was doping myself up earlier for another performance tonight. I didn't eat anything until right before the show. I took all my cold medicine, had a big shot of rum and rubbed Vick's VapoRub® on my chest and even on my balls, just to give me a slightly distracting edge. Don't worry I won't make this a habit. 

"Wish me luck! Break a leg, Jerry!" He said to himself in the mirror as he swallowed some "nerve" pills, antihistamines and Tramadols with some Cherry Flavored NyQuil®.

Well, it worked! I rocked again! Sadly, tonight was the last night for this play. We had a very sweet wrap party where we said our goodbyes, gave each other hugs and kisses and promised to keep in touch and to work together again. You know how that is.

I wish you could see me do what I did onstage tonight. I was fucking mind-blowing! I would love to do it again. Just for you. I could give you a private performance. A one man show. Let's make the foot of the bed a stage. I will stand above you on the mattress and perform. I will give you a good show. Below me, you watch behind a string of Christmas lights as the footlights stretch across the bed. The play is from my heart. The words were written when we spoke truthfully about our love in letters, in phone calls and in dreams. My monologue is about us and how we became who we are and where we are headed. You can imagine and see our bright and beautiful future on my face and sparkling in my tear-filled eyes. You are moved. Your heart is racing. Your stomach quivers with undulating emotions. Uncontrollably, you reach up onto the stage to wrap your arms around the calf of my leg, squeezing me tight while you caress my bare, muscular thigh. The curtain falls as the bed sheet floats down over us, we embrace and I begin a new penetrating performance where you are in fact the star.

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