NAOMI, YOU ARE FABULOUS

I cried myself dry ...

Lying wrapped in Tomas' arms the tears rolled down my cheeks until there were no more to come. .

As he had said, once the tears had gone I did feel lighter, better ... more free, the burden I had hidden within had been lightened...

I unwrapped myself from his embrace and sat up, wiping the rapidly drying tears off my cheeks with the back of my hand.

Tomas smiled at me, 'How are you feeling?'

Much better, I replied, 'but then you knew that didn't you...'

'Darling, I should have been a therapist ...'

I got up and stretched my legs, enjoying the sensation of my body kick-starting back to life after it's inertia, feeling the blood flooding back to my extremities, enlivening and envigorating me.

'Glass of wine?' Tomas questioned

''Should you on your pain killers?' I replied.

'I'm Russian', he replied, 'we are baptised with vodka.'

He called for one of the nurses and Marcel appeared around the door.

'Marcel, darling, a bottle of the finest Chablis my fridge has to offer.'

'Are you sure?' the young man replied, 'I'm don't know whether you should with the Kapake painkillers you are on ...'

'Stop fussing', boomed Tomas, 'or there'll be no bedtime treats for you later!'

Marcel blushed a deep red.

'Now, go and get us some wine ... in fact forget the Chablis and bring a bottle of Pol Roger ... my beautiful friend has just experienced a rebirthing and it's time to celebrate!'

Half an hour later both of us were a little giddy, me on champagne, Tomas on champagne and pain killers.

We flipped through the satelitte stations.

'I love Naomi!' Tomas exlaimed on finding a new piece on Naomi Campbell 'Such a fabulous diva, last of her kind!'

'Extraordinarily beautiful too' I replied. I had met Naomi Campbell only once and had been completely bowled over by her breathtaking looks.

'Look, even when she has to do community service she does it in style..' Tomas laughed.

It appears that Naomi has had to do community service in New York after throwing her phone at her aide.

'Now she is one woman who could tempt me to turn straight!'

'What about me?' I replied.

'Not man enough for me darling ... he replied, you may be incredibly beautiful my little alley cat but you are also all soft and girly! Now Naomi she has a strong almost masculine presence ... I can just imagine those muscular legs wrapped over my back ...'

'Tomas, what do you think? Have the pain-killers and booze combined with Naomi's looks straightened you up?!'

'Never!' he shouted, 'I will have to make sure I re-assert my sexuality later, perhaps it will take both Marcel and Anthony at once to confirm my position as London's hottest gay guy!'

Giggling away we flipped over to a Jerry Springer style show.

'YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHO LIED TO ME' ran the headline across the bottom of the screen as an assortment of colourful individuals took to their chairs on the stage.

'This looks like fun', said Tomas.

And we nuzzled together, snug, warm and half cut laying back on the bed, ready to enjoy the show.....