Where would the movie of Jeffrey Payne's life even begin? On the steps of a Louisiana orphanage as his stepmother drops him off at the age of 5? On the driveway of his next-door neighbor's house in New Orleans, water pouring up out of the sewers as if in a horror movie, trying to escape Hurricane Katrina? On the podium of International Mr. Leather 2009, as he bests Mr. Leather Ottawa and Mr. Atlanta Eagle? Or, as Payne hopes, sitting with his Brazilian husband on the porch swing of the Texas Governor's Mansion in Austin? Put on a pair of chaps and listen!