Ghost named Bobby

He always used to wear Yellow Pants and  a Pink shirt, sometimes accessorized with a white feather hat and pink stilettos.

It happened around 10 years back, in a small sub urban town called Rosemont in the north east of the capital of state of Washington. The class of 2003 at rosemont high school had a very eccentric peculiar looking kid named Bobby, he was a sweet shy little kid always on his own. He was 17, perhaps at that time he didn't know it, that he was different from other guys, they had different choices. So when one day his elder sister suggested that, "Maybe, Bobby, you are gay", he didn't accept it at first, he found it insanely weird, but gradually he realized it was true and decided it was time to come out of the closet. 

Kids at school made fun of him, taunted him, locked him in the lockers but determined as Bobby was, he was also a big grudge holder. He silently tolerated every mockery, every mistreatment until one day it got too much, he was wearing yellow pants, pink shirt and pink shoes in school, fellow students, teachers and every person at school snorted and laughed upon looking at him. It was the height of humiliation when he found out his own parents didn't accept him that way. He went to the top of the school building and jumped without a second thought. 

To this day, boys of the class of 2003, regret they ever made fun of Bobby, the gay ghost.

The tales have become legendary after that one long winter night, a little boy claimed that he was being touched at inappropriate parts of his body by a gust of wind. Similar story after a few days with another boy, thus began the series of terror for the boys of class of 2003 of Rosemont high school, where Bobby, the gay ghost, once went.

Today he is a free horny but happy ghost, sometimes he hangs out in London, the city of fashion, sometimes he is present at the fashion shows in NYC, sometimes his presence is felt in the men's try room at Giorgio Armani in Milan. Though he never lets his school buddies forget his touch, visits them all frequently, even though they are all settled with families, but for them, the name Bobby still makes them go pee in their pants and makes their wives insecure. A few of them were once sighted in the supporting parade of Parents & Friends of Lesbians and Gays (PFLAG) hoping to get on the good side of Bobby, but that only made Bobby visit them all that very night, reminding them that it was not good enough. 

Thus that is how the tale of ''the lives and loves of Bobby, the gay ghost'' begun..

(to be continued..)