This evening Tuck Marcell has the stage for the first time. The Man Club is packed with gay guys of all sorts. Few women are scattered here and there, enjoying the partying scene. Music thumps as DJ Mad Mike fills the bar with vintage house rock.
Tuck looks amazing on stage, performing: bare feet, jeans unbuttoned at the top, springs of ginger hair beneath his tight looking navel, no shirt, golden and freckled skin glowing in the spotlight, broad smile. He works the crowd, obtaining cash. His moves are modern and exuberant, mixed with some classic disco. Nothing says he doesn’t know what he’s doing on stage, wooing the crowd, seducing them, and looking as if he’s having the time of his life while dancing and entertaining.
Thank God I don’t see his mother, Jane, in the audience. She doesn
