I am becoming dangerously stimulated now. Today was really the first day of it. I realised I have only dipped my toes in the water of what is possible sex-wise, even in the last 2½ years. I have barely scratched the surface. I should have stayed so much more in Cine Paris, even with awful American films. Something always made me reticent, not wanting to. I hope I can rediscover rampancy at least now summer is coming. And the £25 Eurostar tickets COULD be a game-changer. Thinking a lot about Zinip at the end of Rue d’Aerschot today. I am so randy now. Still February 9th since I last had sex. Ohhhhhh I cannot wait till I arrive in Kanthotel Berlin late on 13th June. However bad Sissi, Monte Carlo and 77 are, they are still better than nothing.