DAVID 402
A variation of one of my favorite Harry Bush pictures. (Also see David 254 and David 242.) The thing that fascinates me the most is the idea of a very timid, closeted, older man who suddenly has his fantasy man at his service. What would he do? I think he'd feel very conflicted. I'm not sure he'd be able to indulge himself completely...you know...go "all the way." I can just hear him saying, "Oh dear. Oh dear, dear dear." I've always wanted to write a story for this one, but I can't decide exactly what's happening here. I'm thinking that shy Mr. Tudbury, the college accounting professor, has finally mustered up the courage to ask the star lineman on the football team to help him study for an anatomy class. I can just hear it now:
"Well sure Mr. Tudbury! I'd be happy to help. I'm flattered you thought of me."
And maybe later:
"You know Mr. Tudbury....uh...I can't exactly reach my back so if it's ok, can I ask you to put the oil on me when we get to that part? Or maybe I should just let you put the oil all over me so you can see the muscles better when I flex. It's kinda hard for me to judge how much to put on in this light."
And later:
"Uh...you don't mind if I put my arms down and rest for a minute do ya? I think I pulled something in my shoulder or chest during practice today. Say...you don't happen to know how to give a massage do you?"
Oh dear. Oh dear, dear, dear.
2008