I was saying just on Thursday where are all the sexy dancers (20th June 2006)

I was saying just on Thursday where are all the sexy dancers, and yet Saturday night I felt so sexy watching almost all the Sunset girls, Luna, Adriana, Helen, Ariana, Elektra, Foxy, Esthee, as well as the ones sitting upstairs I never got to see. Atmosphere is everything. Being in the right frame of mind, and being in a crowded place. I will go back to Sunset much more often on Saturdays. All the time Saturday I was thinking “I am in a Fu Manchu film” and every time I felt tired this immediately sparked me up again & made the sight in front of me seem sexy. If I imagine my whole life as being acted inside a Fu Manchu film this makes everything sexy to me. I was thinking on the bus home this morning, when I actually felt so happy & confident, that I needed to be cockier & more confident, like I did Saturday night, to get more out of things. Definitely Fu Manchu is the paradigm I need to remember. The Willing Cheeks of Fu Manchu! The Yellow Claw! I love that foggy Edwardian London they are set in, and after all don’t I live in an Edwardian London? A ——– Edwardian London? It gives me the chance to really enjoy the pleasures of Moloch, the nighttime pleasures, and the pleasures of Berlin, and Vienna, and Brussels. It give me the chance to stay in ——– palaces in Vienna, and elsewhere. If you go in feeling sexy, it will feel sexy. How sexy Esthee seemed. Even Nikita and Anna. Everything was eroticised. I was ready to come in the cinema even after six beers. It was spitting with rain as I came home this morning, and the trees were dark green through the misty spray of the rain, and it felt so Fu Manchu.****An incredible night on Streamway. I gravitated almost straight to OpenLegs4U; she was the only one I wanted to log into under my own name anyway. As usual, she was like stone, not an answer to anyone. Yet her face was so expressive, she was so happy and laughing, and smiling. Amazingly I broke through. “You are like the sphinx” “Beautiful, enigmatic, and mysterious” And then it came, in red: “Ty”. “You set men riddles that no man can solve” I then asked her to look me in the eyes for two seconds, which she did not do, which started off a raging argument between Stooge and Popi: “If you aren’t gonna do that for sarge, why not live up to your namesake and open your legs” “Don’t be so rude”. Then, amazingly, while the battle was raging, she DID seem to look into the camera, twice, for a couple of seconds each. It felt an amazing moment of connection. “You are the most fascinating woman on this site” Amazingly, another immediate, red, “Ty”. “if you really think that,” said Stooge, “you must have led a very sheltered life. ” “No not really, ” I replied, “All the others just seem the same” “If you don’t agree she is the most fascinating person on here, why stooge are you still here?” “Waiting for some miracle, to show she has a brain or a personality” Someone then took her private & I wandered off to look at Melanic. When I came back, no one else seemed to be there for a while, until two or three new people emerged. By then I had found her email address in her photos & tracked her down on Google to her Yahoo site and more stunningly beautiful pictures. “Littlewolf” I said to her only, and she kept her face impassive, though her heart & mind must have been racing inside. Then “Would you please look me in the eye once more before I go?”, to which she without hesitation glanced sideways at me out of the corner of her eye.