Questions have risen in regards to my availability and sexual persuasion and the answer is available and persuaded.
Heterosexually persuaded.
Although, having said that, I must let you know that I spend an inordinate amount of time dreaming of how wondrous it would be if Redd Foxx were still alive and I was his blushing homosexual honkie boy-toy.
I think the anal sex bit would get on my nerves, but I imagine the foreplay would be very pleasant. Especially if we were both giddy with the drunken tomfoolery that can only be found after a glass of his patented Champipple.
Heathens,
Fu-Fu