Okay, now the whole story, which was fully and maliciously intended to titillate whatshisname and all the other primitives. Prior to this, I had just told the front part of the story, so as to elicit a reaction from Skins's island.....but since a reaction's no longer possible, my fellow alum Skins having clamped down, I might as well proceed with the rest of the story.
Upthread somewhere here is about how with staying with friends in South Dakota, a certain photograph was snapped, and circulated on the internet, showing franksolich in all his glory.
Yes, there is a photograph of a nude franksolich freely available, and I'm sure that at this moment the primitives are scurrying around internet porn sites, looking for it.
If a primitive finds it, he is utterly free to post it--although I'm saying this with the foreknowledge that a primitive has a snowball's chance in Hell of finding the photograph and connecting it with franksolich.
delilahmused is the only person on the internet who could possibly connect the two, as after it happened, I was so bent-out-of-shape I took my sorrows to the chat-room of Scamdy (this was in early 2007, about the time Scamdy was wrapping up itself). delilahmused has seen the picture, and knows it is of franksolich.
Scamdy no longer exists, but delilahmused, as with franksolich and all other members of Scamdy, left and right, is still felt bound by the omerta of Scamdy; there are just some things we don't tell other people.
The bad luck part of it is that I had been snapped, laying in bed, reading a book, and that the person who took the photograph, who was drunk at the time, some days later posted it on the internet, when he was drunk again. It was his wife, distressed, who alerted me to that the photograph was out there.
Upon seeing it, I summoned the neighbor, a farmer in his 30s, happily married and with four children, like franksolich straight.
"Well, at least it's only soft porn," he said.
"I have no desire, no desire at all, to be an internet porn star," I said.
He examined it closer. "Off-center, bad lighting, but you've got a really good ass."
After I calmed down, he pointed out there was no way anyone could possibly connect the photograph with franksolich, or my real name, or what primitives imagine my real name is.
"But what about people who know me here, in real life, what if they come across the picture?"
He agreed that, alas, the hair betrayed it was franksolich--it's rather good hair, although the only thing I do is use soap-and-water with it--but then asked, "Who do you know in real life, would be running around internet porn sites? I think you're safe."
Right.
Over time, bad feelings between the photographer and franksolich were eased, and I worried about it less and less.
Over the same time, something else dawned on me.
Primitives are probably enthusiastic cruisers of porn sites on the internet, and undoubtedly the past four years, hundreds, if not thousands, of primitives have seen this photograph--but to them, they have no idea who he is.
franksolich is a nice guy, one of the nicest guys one can ever hope to meet, but franksolich is also human, and gets a certain malicious glee out of the fact that there are probably three or five or six or more gay primitives who now have that picture in their private collections and take it out once in a while to longingly gaze at it, utterly and wholly unaware they are admiring, and yearning for, franksolich's ass.