The cheesecake is one of the best I have ever had. Mine is smothered with chocolate and orange sauces. They made lots, and seconds are going to be pretty likely.
"Carol, are you going to play for us", says Sarah.
"Perhaps after my third serving of cheesecake", she says between mouthfuls.
Suddenly the lights go out. Even with filtered light coming from the extended daylight of May, it is surprisingly dark in here. Then one light in the centre of the room comes on, like a spotlight and suddenly the music of the Pointer Sisters, I'm So Excited.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iwBM_YB1sE
And out come strutting two visions of shocking pink chiffon with matching feather boas, George, glamorous in a flowing blonde wig that cascades over his shoulders like a peroxide waterfall, followed by Jeffery with a similar auburn wig. They are actually very good, all made up and moving and swaying and swinging wiggling and lip synching to drag queen perfection.
We are amazed, stunned, like a rat cornered by a cobra, and the mesmerizing performance picks up steam and stamina as the two men embody and transmit the wild and joyous abandon of female sensuous joy. The song is soon finished, followed by another, Jump for My love,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyTVyCp7xrw
and the whole room is swaying and throbbing and pulsing and breathing, and then it's over, it is dark it is silent, the light comes back on and George and Jeffery are both gone.
The applause and cheering and laughter is as wild and unstrained as the performance that has just delighted us....
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