Pleasant Surprise

By way of background, I attended the California state fair shirtless for many years and always saw other men and boys bareback. Then suddenly a security guard played the shirts-required card, even showing me the polity on his phone. I was surrounded by guards while waiting for a refund for my ticket, as tho I had tried to sneak in a gun. On another occasion I waited a while to remove my shirt, and was quickly denounced by a guard again.

Yesterday I attended, cautiously removed my shirt once inside, and blissfully remained so all afternoon! Came face to face with uniformed policemen, none of whom addressed me. Saw no other bareback guys, however; I often enjoy that distinction. Perhaps the scales are tipping in our favor.