Time-1970's
Characters
Barbara -the friend of all beards
Annette- the party host
Mike- an escort, former hustler now an actor
Jim- a student ,understudy and an aspiring actor from U.K.
Place, A party in any urban setting in North America. here set in D.C.
A. - I'm Annette. I call myself the friend of all beards, and the host of tonight's party. Drinks
on the house. Bottoms up till the top of the morning. Have one on me.
M.- Hi Annette. This is my friend Jim. He's black Irish from London. Oh my. Can you see
by the dawns light. Glad you could make it here Jim and didn't get lost or picked up on your way
over. How's it hanging?
J. -How you talk in front of these women.
M. They love us. These women with all their make-ups are all beards.
A. So what gives Mike away tonight.
M. -You all want a new beard, Annette. Here is Jim. Not bad. huh.
A.- You sure know to pick them. Who is he ? He looks like family, He's on television. I talk to
all my family on the TV. That's my daily reality show. From noon to five. I once brought a
transvestite over from channel 8. No one could here tell she was once a guy an hour before. Her
name was Helena in a hand basket. But she ripped us off. Even walked off with my best oriental
rug along with two of our regular customers,the former Rabbi Diamond and our best friend Don
Deacon who is also an actor with a fine company. But that's the way of the world, up or down,
straight or gay. Straights liked my husband but often bored me. Jim is the new born you brought
with you. He's cute. Here is a name tag, Jim. I'm Annette, the party host. Oh Jim where have you
been all of your life. Who really are you, sweet heart, hope you are going my way, dear, in from
the hail and the rain.
J. Yes I am Jim from an always from Great Britain where the queen rules and sorry to say my
country is not that great since we lost our head in the Empire but that is another story.
M. Britain , he tells me is becoming now multi cultural and imbued with the troubles over there
he came over here since he is a wanted man.
A. I can see why. He can be more than a hunk for our calendar men here.
M. Don't mind Jim. He just needs some s and m's and if he needs a bit of black tan and we
are grateful to supply, isn't that right folks and we take your orders on the spot.
J.-Mike invited me here. We are in the acting studio together. I'm his understudy on the daily
soap opera "Modern Days".
A. That's where I see you; you're the sexy lawyer whose grandma gets kidnapped by the rock star.
M.- The skirts here prefer the company of guys like me for we are their amusement, their
Saturday night entertainment. Who is as clever actors as we are since early in life we have to
hide our identities and have to take on others. Like my favorite all night companion of many
years the stand up comedian Mr. Moody and his friend the T.V. screen writer of ghost stories,
Mr. Dogwood who are no longer with us. They had to hide who they really are.But we outsiders
are always looking in for though we outsiders are not on reality shows they are really the most
real having suffered an identity crisis all their lives and explain to us in music, song and poetry.
A. Like some Jewish or black people rise up because of persecution not just back in the day.
M. Everyone has a secret from the world, especially thespians or lesbians.
A In my research on you, Mike, we found out you once a choir boy, teen hustler, a dance
instructor ,and now an actor who now also plays a down and out street detective on the weekly
T.V. crime drama "Surfers Survive" set in Malibu. Channel 12. Thursday night. I watched the
show and got in touch with your agent Tim Goldberg now Tim Berg my, ex husband. It's a small
sex world. I know you dated Tim.
B- I'm Barbara, the boss for this party. I also watch you daily on your soap. It's part of my routine
after bagel and canasta. Oh Jim the other actor too is here. I can see all your talent running
through your knickers. You are fabulously handsome. So was my ex, Rod, and after a no fault in
Vegas left me a rich bitch. Then he ran off with Annette's ex husband. Sounds like a Soap too.
J- I'm Jim Quinn.
B-How fascinating! How you carry your lines! Right though your body.
Barbara runs her hands though his pants.
B. What sexy pants you have;they make me pant. You remind me of an actor and avatar who
was always going on about the plays of Christopher Marlowe. He knew every one of Marlowe's
lines, ''Who ever loved that loved not at first love."
M.- As my understudy Jim is learning my lines.
B- Dear Mike, you are my escort for the night and I am your angel.
J. (whispers to Jim) Barbara and Annette are they are our hosts or bosses?
M. They pay us for the night to entertain. Now Annette don't put us under a glass box and try to
classify us.We are not caterpillars or Nabokov's butterflies. You don't yet know us deeply or do
you think we are just shallow actors.
A. I find you men just fascinating. Forgive me if you think I can categorize any of you my guests
or put you in any camp or cast you to suit any playhouse which pays you for acting out in my
own house. We give out free tickets as publicity for our next showing and telling.
J. I'm at acting school co-starring in Mike's new flick "Blue Beards" now in summer stock
playing young Ronald Firbank in a new play.
A. (holds a plate in her hand) I'm Annette a host, cook and the friend of all beards who are
cool, cruel or campy. We take our pick here. Mike have a knish. Potato or spinach.
M. I'll take one of each. But in my profession I have to watch my figure.
A. We all do around here.
Annette passes the plate. Here Jim take one. Barbara and I are barbiturates we just ate.
Jim takes Mike to his side and whispers.
M. As my sidekick you can be a watchman tonight to let me know what is going on. It's not just
another city cocktail party with artsy queens who are well read and bred. It's also a time to come
out.
M.- Jimmy knows what we're about don't you. His Irish eyes are smiling.
J. - I'm getting my wings among these birds.
A.- I'm the city angel to young actors. Eat ,be merry and gay.
B- I'd like an hors d' 'oeuvre myself. Keeps me from being too conversational since there are so
many Mr.Rights here. I was the first notice Mr. Con, the artist and his policeman's ball guy, Joe,
under the table looking my missing third diamond ring, Con, the one's that's forty and still wears
Joe out and I'm never wrong about men though Cons been to so many party balls to be humiliated,
rejected and wronged before. I maintain the ones who appear so straight and narrow always
make a last wish to come out for a little joie de vivre. I can't blame them. Who can hide in the
closet all your life. The trouble with Con is he is always on the run or grabs the first hot buns
in sight and runs away making it a long night especially having a home body or cuddle puddle
buddy away from home to snuggle up to especially after he pulls a big job, if you know what I
mean or am I mean enough to say it.
A.- To entertain and be a party host is to humor and amuse. Without Jim and Mike there is are
no fun guys for a party. That's why we don't put on masks or hide ourselves in a masquerade.
B.- Mike which service were you in. You are so muscular. Oh my!
Barbara feels his muscles.
M. - I was in the Navy, just for brief maneuvers on the Potomac, I got picked up and was once
almost quartered on deck. You look surprised, Jim, unfortunately I jumped ship running away
with a cabin fevered boy.
B. I hope you both don't get cabin fever. Our mouths are a watering hole.Eat a piece of angel cake
Jim or have a cinnamon stick .A politician from Tokyo told ,me it's good for the Japanese diet.
M.- You are all so pater familias. I was once considering being a soldier but that was when I was
eleven on dad's army base but daddy was too macho for me. Annette, may I have something to
munch on.
B.-How about another sugar daddy?
A.- Anyone in mind for your plate or palette, guys.. I'm on the starvation Tokyo diet lately
myself after the Mediterranean and South Beach one failed us , isn't that true Barbara?
B.- It seems with Mike and Jim here on arrival everything is hot stuff here, Annette.
M-. Any pot , java or speed?
A.- Always pleased to lend a hand. Cool cats like yourself can lick the cream off your plate.
Annette hands Mike something in a napkin.
M. Thanks, I'm up for any thing that feel good. With a psyche degree from the Johns at
Hopkins I actually run a part time therapy escort business. I'm the private agent always on call. It
might save your life. We teach exercises, grooming and how to be hot to trot or to become a
gigolo. Here's an introductory free coupon .
J.- Thanks, it's a little uncomfortable but look at those guys going for it under the table.
B.- No, they just found out I lost my wedding ring and they want the reward. Hey guys
get out of there immediately.
J.- I hope they won't get in trouble.
A.- Everyone in here leaves their troubles out the door; so you can leave any cabin fever
or depression there too.
J.- Is that right? I have been depressed lately in America and have taken to uppers.
M.-My suggestion ,Jim, is if you plan to be a street walking working boy have on
perfumed mace while walking at your own pace. It prevents being robbed ,manhandled ,and
or goosed on the streets after midnight by any gentleman , politician or cop.
J. -Have you been a pro, yourself?
M.- It was actually on Wall Street as an intern that I learned that most of life is prostitution.
Growing up and down and over at the army base we found everything is a maneuver and combat
so we have to protect ourselves from even our friendly enemies. These days they come in all
sizes and shapes.You see on these rainy days everyone needs an escort and rubbers to get them
home safely.
J.-Why is that, Mike?
M- Maybe it's because we are all at war with ourselves. I hope your'e not getting cold feet. I
can quickly warm them up Jim. Here we make it safe for women but you know it's always wise to
carry a safe until when it's needed.
J.- Trying to get a rise out of me, Mike?
M. I don't have to. I can see it coming.
A. -You can always take the floor or the bed.
M. -I worked daily on the street and church hopped on Sunday. I liked to give pleasure to all
the members of the body,very ecumenical. Always after the service to service."
J.- You are funny but sacrilegious even in the sack.
A. -Don't be such a wet blanket Jim, we have cold showers after our rise and shine.
B.- You do everything just so.
M. I like the way Jim plays with his cigarette holder and condom with such finesse.
A.- I cater to my public in private. We do not worry about who is attached to who. We have a
very famous guest list but now a days with the internet and men in grey law suits whom we escort
are known as our dandy candies. We make our own business arrangements. Here is our party card.
J.- This party is so real that you can always give us up to unreality or your own fantasy.
A. -That might be part of our sex appeal.
J. -But if everyone needs a beard but Annette are there others who want to cut your beards
off?
M.-They can try to hide behind a mustache but wherever you are you can put on gay
radar whether in the lights of Broadway, with farm big boys or ranchers, rodeo riders who steer
us or political back bench guys or or those who dress up in a black Jesuit suit it's all to suit
yourself up front on in front of you if you can't see it from behind.
J.- This place always seems to be in arrears. It's a little hairy this whole business here.
M.- Or hair raising.
J. These ladies seem hell bent in fixing guys up. Is it the result of the cultural or sexual
revolution when no one would pay any lip service to them. This house with all its finery
and winery seems of ill repute.
M.- When my old man threw me out of the house said it was too much freedom that gave
us the supreme court's civil right to Sodom, but he was a rock ribbed Republican and he
made me leave my house for this one. These beards put me up for a year.
J. -That was very accommodating. But Mike did you suffer from your dad's rejection?
M. Mom has accepted me and at Christmas visited me here and Dad has recently relented and
came around but one of the beards here goosed him.
J. I hope your dad ducked.
M. Dad played football.These gals sure need some action if they wanted dad in a sack.
J. And a little satisfaction.
M. When dad first threw me with the keys that's when I myself had the idea of a runaway
dating service and became an escort too.
J. -You seem to be a good sport at it,Mike. How do you live your days when you're not a
working boy.
M-. On my days off I start my day early at the gym, and work out and these free days
seem to work out for me. Then I meet someone and go off somewhere and get off. Some guy
picks me up and the tab and takes me out to lunch, then I hang around the library or the park
like most people you meet in life you are killing time or trying to spare your own life from too
many complications so you make your money wishing for a large tip for knowing all men are
suckers in their own way so you mind your own business.Then I try the early bird specials and
make a date.
J.- Do you have a choice in guys.
M.- I've been with cubs, bears, twinks, fems and fats ,slaves wishing for plantation scenes,
with many powerful hands on master debates with P.H.D. 's with all orientations and players
from the Ivy Leagues, major, minor and bush leagues ,baseball, football ,soccer and hockey
dream teams by playing hard or softball just because we do them in the locker room isn't
because we just love them; I've been with the ins and the out, the closeted, the married, the
looking for action and reaction; I've been with them in the sock puppet theater, shock drama club,
schlock theater, the schlong and short of it, the counter culture theater,among the hung who have
been marginalized, the buttered up, the hungry eyed, the blue- nosed, the thirsty ,the lost and
found, cum si, cum sa.
J.- What a way to live.
M.- It might not be for long. This life has caught up with me. I may have to settle down
or settle for less.
B.-You boys suddenly seem so serious.
A-. They have a lot on their plate. Have an hors deuvre, these are tiny hot frankfurts on a
toothpick or stick.
J. -What's with these skirts. No action, a bad marriage or divorce?
M.- It's that we amuse them more than straight guys and these women live to be amused.
They want to be taken out and have a good time. Don't you want a good time, my understudy.
J.- I just want to act. Do you have any more parts for me to play?
M.- Your part in life is to act up.
J. But what about a real life, Mike. Does it have to be based on scenes of fantasy.
M. Have it with me. Let's give it a go.
Mike takes Jim's hand and they go off together.
The End
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