I spent the night with Johnny on Thursday, and we had sex three times. I was exhausted, but elated. Need to find out if that’s normal.
He said I could call him, now that a certain time has passed. I will call tonight.
Met some interesting people in Club Caprice. One is a pile of goo. A very smart pile of goo. He goes by Karma Chameleon. I need to find a way to read these people once I find them.
Sajit was there, his usual pompous self. I’m half-tempted to see if he really is as “insane” as he keeps saying he is. But, what if he is a sadist? He is one who does it for shock value at first, but then it becomes numb and annoying.
I don’t like going to Caprice anymore, not when there’s people full of themselves like he is. I noticed Caprice has turned into a search for sex and violence. Men are obviously trying to get into women’s underwear (and women do only wear underwear there; most men at least have pants). Most men there are mercenaries or body builders, other huge sorts, looking for sex, unfortunately with women. I don’t think I would be able to find anyone as caring as Johnny, though.
Unfortunately, Caprice is the only place I know of that has heroes that one can talk to, even if they are all jerks.