|Blake: Manhattan Elite|
But there were problems:
1. He was pretentious, one of those intellectual-artsy guys who doesn't own a television set, has season tickets to the opera, and won't eat at any restaurant without a Zagat rating.
2. He was closeted, bringing a female "beard" to work-related events. Who in 1990s Manhattan was closeted?
3. He always had a glass of wine in his hand. I can't stand drinking.
4. He slept to opera music.
Time to dump Blake, right?
Except I was entranced by his roommate, Joe.
The full story, with nude photos and sexual situations, is on Tales of West Hollywood.