I didn’t have any carnal contact because I want to get home cheaply (my sub-conscious taking the upper hand)

I didn’t have any carnal contact because I want to get home cheaply (my sub-conscious taking the upper hand). But now I want to extend my holiday and hope before I return home to get some carnal contact (my drink defeating my sub-conscious). Madness. This is the way I live my life. This constant battle inside me between my Eros (Devil) and my Angel (sub-conscious). 115 On my 5th, 6th, 7th, god knows what can of Jupiler of the day already. If I just forget about Eurostar, and stay another night tonight, that is just 45 euros (£38). A very small hit, in itself. As always the option of a coach home. Cheap. Cheap. Painful as f–king hell.

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Christ I still haven’t had any carnal relations on this holiday. The whole point of my holidays is complete Erotic Indulgence

Christ, I still haven’t had any carnal relations on this holiday. The whole point of my holidays is complete Erotic Indulgence. And this time, for reasons already elucidated, I have really done nothing. I am not having my 11am McDonald’s today—I felt that too has been dampening my mood. I need to be fuelled by alcohol only. Being a Friday, today is my best chance of seeing anybody interesting at Fifth—in particular I am thinking of that beautiful sexy-looking girl I saw briefly on Tuesday night only but not since.Ritratto_del_Doge_Andrea_Gritti_-_Tiziano_059

I said after my last—spectacular—one night stay in Brussels that I realised I had only scratched the surface of what erotic pleasures Brussels could offer me; well on this trip I have not even scratched the surface

I said after my last—spectacular—one night stay in Brussels, that I realised I had only scratched the surface of what erotic pleasures Brussels could offer me; well, on this trip I have not even scratched the surface. My financial concerns have really held me back; if I had met a star like Inna, or Leyla or Diane again, then that is what was needed to make me live a little wildly. But I have met no one of that ilk (still 6 hours to go till I have to get the taxi to Midi). Even at this late stage—already packed and left my room, sitting in the lounge—I wonder if I can stay for 1 or 2 more nights and book another—hideously expensive—short notice Eurostar ticket for Saturday or Sunday.

Remember sex at Manhattan and Tete and Fifth Avenue. That is better use of my money

Remember sex at Manhattan and Tete, and Fifth Avenue. That is better use of my money. See the girls, get the erections, but be able to f–k them as well! Christ those old Two Ronnies serials are so sexy. Got erection just watching Blanche Drummond in Done to Death. 1970s eroticism. Oh how great were those Cine Paris films last time; that Arianna Sinn video in Sexyworld kabins tragically removed some months ago. So randy now. So long without any strippers is doing this to me. Doubt I will survive Tuesday and Wednesday. Oh, and today is Sunday! This was the day I was planning to go back out early today, beers, then look for this Colombian Latisha in Romilly! Will I do that? Feeling this randy I just might.hqdefault

I have realised the —– is so much sexier than the ——. Regina & red goth make it so

I have realised the —– is so much sexier than the ——. Regina & red goth make it so. I realise I have STILL barely scratched surface of what sin can offer—all those beautiful breasts and nipples I saw in Rue d’Aerschot and I did not go with ANY of them. Madness. So much still to enjoy there. And still have to enjoy Paloma at Fifth. And Vienna coming.

Whenever I am tense, stressed, nervous, I wake up with hard erections

Whenever I am tense, stressed, nervous, I wake up with hard erections, and desire for nothing but to masturbate and f–k. Just eyes closed shut out the world, just masturbate and f–k like an animal. That is why periods of greatest despair in my life are the times of greatest most wild and rampant sexuality. When calm and happy, my sex drive disappears.casa (6)