It was nice while it lasted.

What does this well-endowed, rich, highly intelligent, funny, articulate, and sharp-dressed man like to watch to unwind?

I will leave you now, my fellow Americans, with the famous words from the president of the International Federation of Toilet Bowl. First let me… swallow this raw herring whole.

Topher, Topher, little man, Whiny, tiny, yes, you can. With little or no testosterone, Play an eternal moron! Ha-Ha, your name is Topher!

Goddammit. Jenny…? Jenny! Did you know he’s out again? What? Yes, out! He’s right here, yammering over ‘chawklets’ again… Can you come get him, please? I’m expecting guests.

Madame Starwater sat across from me, her full figure nestled comfortably in a big, creaking rattan chair, while her bright orange kaftan gently swirled around her. She spoke softly, in a calm, soothing voice.