Indigo to Violet
[A feminine-looking man sat on a bed as the door. He looks up, smiling.]
Oh, good. I thought that you would’ve had cold feet and decided not to come out tonight. Aw baby, don’t look at me like that. What’s wrong with me calling you baby?
Okay, let’s stop playing around here. I know what you want. Don’t start. I have seen the way you look at me. Even though I look like a woman, you know my true nature. See? You’re blushing right now. When I look into your eyes, I see the real you itching to come out. What’s holding you back?
Yeah, yeah, you’re not gay. Blah, blah, blah. Why do you have to lie to yourself like that? Here’s what I think. You are hiding behind the male ego. Ah, yes. The myth of the male ego. I know your type. You love to pretend to be all tough and strong, but really you’re just too scared to admit who you really are. Am I on the mark? Of course you would deny it.