I don't tell fibs nor do I distort reality. I called Melvin's hotel a couple of years ago because he sounded like he was battling there using coupons and such for meals. The first time I called he wasn't in. I caught him later and asked if he needed any money to get by. He said he was fine. He didn't want to talk because he was busy. Perhaps he had someone with him?
Because so many had bagged hapless Melvin over his small and smooth condition I offered to train him in Sydney and even had accommodation with a friend ready for him. This was before he came out of the closet. Melvin preferred to stay in the hills of North Carolina using Pilates machines instead of learning how to get big. While I find Melvin's antics a hoot I do try to help people if they want it. In this case, Melvin preferred to get advice elsewhere and the rest is history.
