That sexless 1999 Grand Tour to Europe, the sexless 2001 trip to Vienna and Oslo (what a journey that was), the sexless Vienna trip of 2002 (Lotta)

That sexless 1999 Grand Tour to Europe, the sexless 2001 trip to Vienna and Oslo (what a journey that was), the sexless Vienna trip of 2002 (Lotta), the sexless 3 Brussels/Berlin trips of 2003; it was only with the three Munich trips of 2003 that I started to have really sexual holidays (Patricia, Bella Rosa, Irina, Emily), followed by the three Berlin trips of course, more Munich/Nuremberg, culminating and pretty much ending with the January 2005 Vienna trip with Pour Platin Maria. After that —– took over my life till the January 2014 Twelfth Night return to Vienna—Fortuna Blonde, WSK Amanda, and the massive opening shots in a new Golden Age.

 

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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

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.casa (3)

Wouldn’t you know it all the papers have been thrown away for last week. There is just yesterday’s papers left! My pox looks terrible

Wouldn’t you know it, all the papers have been thrown away for last week. There is just yesterday’s papers left! My pox looks terrible, but as always on the verge of clearing up completely. So close to clearing away, but never quite does. Just Friday, Saturday and Sunday to go, then Monday I travel, unable to have sex again. It is an unimaginable nightmare, that this should happen to me JUST as I started taking the wonderful Rhino Horn and thought a new golden age of sex was going to start. Is it the chemicals in the pills that are provoking the pox? Surely not.

This may be a brief flowering golden age before things turn very very horrible in my life

This may be a brief flowering golden age before things turn very very horrible in my life. Losing mother the first of it. Being severely maimed in Europe the second. Whatever happens I will write my masterpiece, The Willing Cheeks of Fu Manchu. Seeds of the Pope.

2014 was first year of my new Golden Age starting on Twelfth Night with plane journey to Vienna

2014 was first year of my new Golden Age, starting on Twelfth Night with plane journey to Vienna, and the incredible —– with Fortuna Blonde and WSK Amanda. But 2015 was even better, and saw the inception of the hair clippers and the ——. Two incredible incredible boosts, both of which came out of a health PROBLEM! Just shows we owe so much to ill health. And ——- is most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. And giving up coke (coca-cola) has seen me lose 2 stone in weight already which makes me feel happier as well. And —— and ——- coming on to me so strongly at ——-! Incredible —– with Adelina and Lucy at the end of the year.

There is a war on carnality, everything must be made increasingly SEXLESS

There is a war on carnality, everything must be made increasingly SEXLESS. The cleansing of Soho, Stuttgarter Platz Berlin, the imminent loss of the street girls of Brussels Alhambra. More reason than ever to keep travelling more and more regularly in the short time we have got left till everything is gone and we will truly look back at this as a lost golden age.

I love Brussels. As Munich and then Berlin’s stock has sunk Brussels and Vienna have risen

I love Brussels. As Munich and then Berlin’s stock has sunk, Brussels and Vienna have risen. The destruction of Stuttgarter Platz destroyed Berlin for me, and as for Munich it was probably only my young, starry-eyed naivety that ever made that place seem special. The relatively new discoveries of Fifth Avenue and Cine Paris in Brussels has brought Brussels back to life for me in this second golden age (the first was before my marriage, the second after it) (not saying that the long 3½ years of marriage wasn’t also a golden age of a different kind, of course). The discovery of WSK and Fortuna Kinos has brought Vienna back to life for me.