Diary of a Gay Stipper: Curious

Dear Diary,

So yesterday night I headed towards our dressing room. Getting closer, I heard noises. Moaning and some sort of thrashing around? I panicked when I realized one of the voices belonged to Adair. There was no way he could be having raunchy sex! But, I was wrong. Humiliated too.
Stacey was just ramming my friend. My small, frail, girly ass looking friend.
"Cecil! Wait, it's not what it seems!" Adair said to me while I was attempting to strangle Stacey. "He-- um, we are lovers..."
Swear to god those words shocked all the holy hell out of me!