Not wanting to go back to the Ibis bar while killing an hour or so before my Eurostar home I wandered down Avenue Fonsny
October 23, 2016 § Leave a comment
Not wanting to go back to the Ibis bar while killing an hour or so before my Eurostar home, I wandered down Avenue Fonsny and found this charming bar on the next corner, full of great ferns, and art nouveau posters and fabulous black & red walls—and the most gorgeous blonde ponytail barmaid. Like a Belgian Lotta, in tight green wool sweater and blue jeans over voluptuous bottom. On my last day in Brussels, I found Maes Corner closed, and in fact almost every shop in Brussels, too—is Day of the Dead a holiday here [yes]? I had two in O’Reilly’s, walked past the Metropole and the Cheshire Cheese Café, found the Dome Café also closed, then after one in some tiny sidestreet bar, and after much deliberation, I returned to Ciné Paris. The two rooms are big and clean, the seats very new and comfortable, the screens big and the picture perfect—quite the nicest kino I have been in. The French porn films are high quality, and I found myself becoming highly aroused. When a very old man sat down next to me and tried twice to touch me, I had to knock his hand away both times not because I did not want it, but his touch brought me to the edge of glory both times. He left, disappointed, though I did not want him to. I think I could easily make a home here in the Paris. It was the most erotic moment of the whole trip, far more than anything with Angelica in Club 77 or Christina in Brussels. I think I will have to return to the Soho cabins and Fantasy Videos in London. I am ready to have hands on me again. I think the barmaid’s boyfriend is at the fruit machine, she goes back to him whenever not busy. After a day of blazing blue skies, I was shocked to come out of the cinema, quivering, taking time to compose myself in the alleyway, to find it was raining! I take this as omen that I had at last found my answer in this holiday—it is back in the cinemas. I returned to Midi happy, feeling warm pleasure in my loins, and now pass the time here in the Orient Express.