Bear in mind I need to change my DB ticket so I go from Frankfurt to Brussels on the Friday instead of Saturday morning. and cancel the Intercity and book Max instead. Watching Cherry Harry & Raquel on video tape reminds me of how this blew my mind in Scala first time I saw it, and came in my pants of course. Then Let’s Get Laid Fiona Richmond’s strip on stage reminding me how I used to w–k in the dark of Carnival Strip. I feel I have crossed into a new erotic era. Finally my eros has been awakened and caught fire this year. Only because I did NOT come home from Brussels after 3 nights, I met Leyla something very special. And that awesome four hour session in Cine Paris. That is why the money was worth it.
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.
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.
My Eros so infused by Stuck, Menzel, Makart, a 19th century erotic aesthetic.
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.
Despite all that jealous abuse I suffered from 1998 in particular, such determination to absolutely destroy and soul murder me, what magnificent erotic sexual pleasures I was to enjoy in Soho already, but then from 2002 in Europe, Yulia, Riccarda Iga Diana, Olga and Alla in Berlin, Emily, Irina, Patricia, Bella Rosa Viktoriya in Munich, Maria in Vienna, and in Brussels windows. I truly did bloom and blossom under that incredible pressure. The pressure that just made me determined to find MORE sexual pleasure for myself, and how I did. After the split with —–, I began my second golden age, with that Twelfth Night incredible journey to Vienna in January 2014, and the sexual pleasures I began to enjoy now, Amanda, Fortuna blonde, Manuela, Melissa, Jackie, Adelina in Vienna, Julia, Andrea, Inna, Lucy, Leyla, Beatrice and window girls in Brussels.
Incredible since waking up 5am Saturday morning in Brussels I did not then go to sleep again till after midday Sunday. That 7 days in Brussels has opened up a new erotic gateway for me. The way I luxuriated in ogling the girls in Rue d’Aerschot more then ever before, really grazing on them; then of course the long session in Cine Paris. I want to break through like this in Vienna as well—most important thing: breakfast!