Daddies, Bears, Cubs, Wolves, and Balds: G-Land caters for all tastes and fetishes.
Dear readers,
Once again I embark on a journey to a far-away place where the water’s blue and the boys are cheap. I hope that upon my return, having satiated my salient homosexuality, making gay jokes won’t cause me guilt. G-land, on the far eastern tip of Java somewhere in the Indonesian archipelago, is one of the last bastions for closet men to seek refuge and unbridled pleasure in total secrecy.
Being the technical officer at FTVS, it is unclear at this stage whether Albatross and Penn, two persons having tremendous difficulties adapting to the Internet technology, will be able to keep FTVS online during my absence.
Until later,
Jack Colt
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