The PR Dude

Six feet five, shiny black hair, and brown eyes with long eyelashes. He had a tiny beer gut, hulking forarms and massively long (and heavy) legs. He was a business man. He had smooth brown skin. He had an aristocratic nose commercially available in Beverly Hills. He was a ton of fun in and out of bed, and he's the only guy I've ever met who can fill out a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs the same way the guy on the package did in 1993. He has tight buns and a generous basket up front. He was also a terriffic guy whom I really adored for a few weeks. His former career was a Baritone interpreting Mahler in Europe, which probably accounted for his low and manly speaking voice. In Casting, they'd call that a Brian Stokes Mitchell type.

But I was never quite sure just why my guy kept an autographed Broadway show poster for Funny Girl hanging over his bed. Or why he used to cry out "Mamma!" when he climaxed.