The Pretty Boy was home from college. He was twenty-one and was planning on heading to graduate school. It was summer. Jeff lived in the suburbs of DC. By day he studied and swam in his pool after he kept his parent’s yard. By night he haunted the nightlife in DC. He wasn’t much of a drinker. Conversely, he enjoyed the company of the intellectuals and the handsome, open-minded, like minded-men that ...