Do I feel good about myself now? No (31st May 2006)

Do I feel good about myself now? No. Average films in the cinema, not completely mediocre. No girls there except the old one upstairs who lets everyone f— her one after the other. Got nice and hard though and knew I was ready for Demi. She looked fantastic in black widow’s weeds. Amazingly she turned over without complaint and from feeling nothing, I immediately started to come. I must insist Pamela turns over for me too. A KFC and a couple of tuna baguettes from Charing Cross Station on the way home. Nothing or no one else exciting. I missed the real substance of a night at the opera. Something to engage my brain and spirit. I got to Calcutta about 8 and saw I had missed Kelly and Zoe. I left after one. A low key night all round. I miss Lemon Tree barmaid—I cannot get her off of my mind. ****************Demi is like a black-haired Irina, with a bit of Famke Janssen thrown in. As she lay on her front, she kept her hand underneath her, and I almost got the feeling she was getting some pleasure out of it (remember that is the room Kimi said she was going to come). She was certainly happy enough to turn over for me. I only slept for about 2 hours or so. I feel not hungover, not sleepy, just longing for someone to be with me. Someone to hold and cuddle and stroke. I suppose I will go back to the Calcutta a lot once the World Cup starts. There is no better place to watch football. ARIODANTE tonight I suppose. *************I remember Demi the first time complimenting me on my toenails & then touching my cock “And that’s VERY good—if you didn’t drink!” Now she turned over so readily and put her hand underneath herself as I f—– her from behind.