TWELFTH NIGHT now available on Kindle & in paperback. Being a journal of my travels to the florid & lurid fleshpots of Vienna, Brussels & Germany January to December 2014

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LET’S FACE IT I COULD GO TO BRUSSELS FOR ONE NIGHT STANDS! FOR JUST £50 EUROSTAR PLUS £40 HOTEL, £100 FOR DRINK AND F—

LET’S FACE IT I COULD GO TO BRUSSELS FOR ONE NIGHT STANDS! FOR JUST £50 EUROSTAR PLUS £40 HOTEL, £100 FOR DRINK AND F—, F— ANYBODY, THEN BACK HOME NEXT AFTERNOON, THAT IS JUST £190. OR IF I HAVE LATE EUROSTAR HOME NEXT DAY, EVEN SQUEEZE IN A SECOND F— WTH SOMEONE FOR ANOTHER 50. TOTAL £240 FOR TRAVEL, HOTEL 1 NIGHT AND TWO AMAZING F—S. SNAP CAN TRANSFORM MY TRAVELLING, FINANCES AND SEX LIFE. Nothing is possible till February payday of course.

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Last night I made a rule for myself—in future I will never again enter a brothel/night bar/brasserie à femmes, call them what you will, without ——g one of the girls

Last night I made a rule for myself—in future I will never again enter a brothel/night bar/brasserie à femmes, call them what you will, without ——g one of the girls. Because this is ridiculous. To keep going to these places and keep leaving without having done anything is ridiculous. In future I will force myself to always go with one of the girls before I allow myself to leave. If there is no one I fancy, I will just go with the one that is least bad. That means waiting till I can travel with plenty of money. But I must start this. It is like going to a porn cinema without masturbating. Ridiculous. And never go to Rue d’Aerschot without doing something with one of the girls, too. This too will actually inspire me to save money to make this viable. Now, with this new rule in mind, I look forward to coming back to Brussels again. Even in Manhattan in Vienna in December, there were at least 3 very desirable girls but again I did nothing. This must stop. There is no point travelling at all if I keep doing nothing when I get there.

Something I’ve not remarked upon (at all or enough) is how Brussels Grill give you COMPLIMENTARY bread & butter while waiting for your steak

Something I’ve not remarked upon (at all or enough) is how Brussels Grill give you COMPLIMENTARY bread & butter while waiting for your steak. Massively appreciated, and makes a massive difference in my choice of where to eat after a day of customarily “cultural” activities. Who knows when I will be back in Brussels Grill again. In Fifth Avenue today I had NO DESIRE for sex. At all. Just thinking about food. I get food at home, so why travel? A troubling question, which comes into greater focus now than it has ever done. Five nights in Brussels—no sex at all. Scarcely any desire for it either. I have started asking for my steak “medium” rather than “well done”, only to get it delivered to me faster. 1815.brussels-37brussels-39

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 don’t think there is any point going back to Rue d’Aerschot again ever if I never do anything

I don’t think there is any point going back to Rue d’Aerschot again, ever, if I never do anything, as beautiful as nearly all the girls are. I cannot say there is anything that wrong with me, when I was so wild for Diane in December and so wild for Leyla back in November. Just the quality was not there this time, that one girl that brings a city to life. Better to save my money for when she is there. ANY KIND SIR OR MADAM WISHING TO SHOW THEIR APPRECIATION OF MY NUMEROUS BLOGS REPORTING FROM THE FLORID & LURID FLESHPOTS OF BRUSSELS, VIENNA ETC IS MORE THAN WELCOME TO MAKE A PAYPAL CONTRIBUTION TO SOHOFOG@YAHOO.COM (PAYMENT WILL APPEAR ON STATEMENTS AS PAYPAL*ROMILLYTOBA)

The problem is the only time when I start to get into the “zone” when I feel I want to f–k like an animal ….. is when the drink has just started to numb my body into cold insensibility

The problem is the only time when I start to get into the “zone” when I feel I want to f–k like an animal ….. is when the drink has just started to numb my body into cold insensibility, so I cannot gain any pleasure out of that f–king. Nothing new; since the first day I ever had sex with a floozie, this has been the problem; but it is getting worse, not better, as it takes more alcohol to get me into that “zone” than ever.