In the evening my body felt like it was ready to hibernate through the next ten hours tonight. Unfortunately this was delayed due to me having to pop out as Crazycake had found a new skivvy to help him out at work. This meant he was able to go out a bit more than his boyfriend would allow.
My main reason for wanting to go out tonight was to see the Porn Idol contest they had on at G.A.Y. It was cack amateur strip contest which ended up with this semi old drag queen winning (and yes the drag did show his private bits to the crowd). I have seen much stripping in the mens changing rooms at Top Man.
Half way through the evening a young blond spiky haired twinky on the stage tapped me on my shoulder and said “you look really hot tonight”. Before I even had a chance to respond to this 5’11 black wearing club gear twink he then asked me “hey, do you remember me?” My mind just froze as I couldn’t recall straight away who this guy was. At first I thought it was some guy I had been messaging online. I responded with “erm, are you my pseudo neighbour?” As a disappointed look emerged onto his face he gave me one more chance “…..from the party?”. Even though I don’t self define as a hardcore around the clock socialite, this was not a great clue considering the amount of parties & social gatherings I have attended. After a brief conversation about his holiday plans I was still none the wiser as to who he was.
It was only when I got home and was trying to get to sleep I remember he was called Nick from a party I went to with David Wantsome in Courtfield Gardens (Earls Court) on Sat 3 Sept. I also remember him being quite dishy as well. How could I forgot someone I met 3 months ago?! Damn my short term memory.
14 Nov 2005
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