This is 11th anniversary of blonde Diana in black zip up catsuit in Mon Cheri, so sexy I came before I even f–ked her even though totally drunk! Amazing. One of the legends. Still reckon a jacuzzi and sauna at 77 would be really sexy if I found a half decent girl. Swelling now thinking about that.
April 1997 discovered Carnival Strip was closed down.
April 1998 discovered Astral Cinema was closed down.
December 1998 discovered Sunset Strip had done away with the curtains around the stage & presumably installed the bar upstairs as well soon after.
The only girls I fancy right now are both Indian, tiny Indu at M&S and Sapna in Boots.
Christ Friday nights coming to work in London. The girls. Little Indu served me again, exquisitely beautiful tiny little thing, alternate red & black fingernails, so sexy little thing (and little does not do justice to how tiny she is). Then ponytail girl in short green coat over black mini-skirt and the longest most naked legs ever, 19 years old, those naked long legs disappearing under green short coat, extraordinary. Went in Pizza Express over road. Girls everywhere.
A complete emotional, and social disconnect; all the bridges were burned or never built, connecting you from the side where you sit alone and the other side where everybody else is. And some of those people mock you and kill themselves laughing at you sitting all alone on your side; others look at you with yearning and need and want you to come across to them, to meet you halfway even. But still you are stuck mutely on your side, it seeming impossible to ever bridge that divide.
Inevitable when I did finally find love and found the courage to jump across that divide it was an orphan I fell in love with. Like Cassia too, she was adopted too. I wonder about —–‘s history. Probably the three people I have felt closest to in my life?