Without hesitation Seth greeted him with an embrace and a kiss. “Ya ready for our night on the town?” he asked when they broke apart.
“Yes, sir,” Mack replied, feeling nervous. “What’s the plan?”
“First stop, Gym Sports Bar.”
“A Gym?”
“No, sir, Gym Sports Bar. That’s what they call it.”
“But I thought we were going ta a gay bar?” Mack was confused.
“It is a gay bar. This one used ta be a real gym. Now it’s a bar. Come on, I’ll show ya.”
Seth took him by the arm and led him out the door of the hotel. They turned at the corner and headed south down 8th Avenue to 19th Street. It was Friday night and warm for that time of year. So there was no missing the establishment they were looking for, as the clientele spilled out of the open doors onto the sidewalk. Mack knew he didn’t need gayda
