Do I seem whoreish to you? Do I have a "For sale" sign on my forehead?! What the HELL is making me man-candy to the gay and bi-curious set?!

 People, I have another fantastical story to tell of my days on the streets. So it begins, I and two other ambassadors were working the NACo -the National Counties Convention here in New Gotham. The convention is a collection of council members from all or most of the counties from all across America coming together to discuss governmental stuff and stuff. The day starting off just as you would expect -dull, mind-numbing, boring meet-and-greet of political bigwigs (or so they think) of local counties from all over the country approximately 3500 people are expected to be here until Tuesday.

A sleepless Friday night does not help me perform my job to the best of my acting abilities so I stick to the shadows as allowable and lean against the convention center building for support. Finally, my lunch half-hour comes around and I'm headed to one of my many "chill" spots dispersed around the city for a little R&R. But like most simple pleasures in my life it is denied by the curiosity of a councilman wanting to get a taste of the local flavor. Did he mean me by that comment? I agree to show the gentleman around town on MY lunch break! We walk and talk about town, I point out the hot spots, the core activities that are happening about this sleepy city on a Saturday afternoon. We discuss the city, his job, the government, I asked what could my city government could do to improve it's lackluster downtown. I tell him about my current attempt to write a competency bill which states that if the President or any member of be thought incompetent they would fired by a majority vote on their competency. At some point in the engrossing conservation he told me was from San Francisco; San Francisco is a county I (seeming like a child) ask of him. Apparently, it is a city-county and the only one in all of Cali -fascinating. Then he asks me about our gay population. Well, you're in a city that use to be the capital of the Confederacy and you're in the South most our gay populace is DL , deep DL if not moved to ATL or D.C. or NYC. It seem strange he would ask that considering where he is at the moment. I don't mean to stereotype my city but hell, every stereotype has or had a seed of truth. I get angry looks for seeming gay, weird, and complicated; why am I here? Anyway, we travel up to the university twice circling to find a place to eat something deep fired (that's what he meant). He tells me he is up without his family, he finds they slow him down when he wants to get a "taste of the local flavor".

 After being called to return to my post by the interim supervisor for the day, we returned to the convention center and there he gave me his number and told me to call him, he wanted to take me out to dinner. Was this an innocent invite to dinner by rich man here in an unfamiliar locale, wanting companionship or was it an invite for a "date"? I may be power hungry but not to the extreme of selling my body to a political figure! Therefore, I ask of you all should I take the man up on his offer. Ladies, what would you all do in this situation?