That was real fun strip club. Getting ignored, robbed in the hotel, taken to the playboy club and I just cried in the booth. No conversation with this wild animal. Taken dancing. I didn't feel it. I had trichomoniasis when I was driven home by the polite jeweller. He wanted to have sex, to feel alive he said. It was out of the question first of all because of the smelly green froth between my legs I kept inside with tampons.
Ban was giving me free room and board. Malaysian guy. Had a fixation with Red Sonya. I kind of looked like her. He only once said he was feeling horny. I never told him about the froth.
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