The walk of shame. Ah, yes, there's nothing quite like shamelessly letting yourself be dragged off to a storage closet by a younger man to really put the cherry on top of your humiliation sundae. It's been a long, slow trip to the bottom, but I've finally reached my limit. After spending the night with Christopher Fellows, and slinking out of his apartment in the wee hours of the morning, I have no choice but to take a serious look at myself. It's time for a change. A real life overhaul, full of self-development, healthy living, and all that other stuff that's supposed to be good for you. And what better way to find yourself than with a vow of celibacy and a trip to Belize? The way I figure it, if you're going to get your act together, you might as well begin with a tropical jaunt to paradise to start your transformation off on the right foot. What could possibly go wrong?