When back home in London, I yearn to be back in the wonderful Cine Paris, but every time I walk in I see two awful films and just walk out again without even sitting down. Always I am like this. Cannot wait to get out. This time I forced myself to take a seat, and told myself I was not allowed to leave until I had at least got an erection. Well, I barely managed it, but even then it was only by thinking about that sexy black barmaid in —– in London the day before.