A warm tropical night in the australian township of Cairns made me re-invent myself. Every guy spelling safty had left. The sharp gin tonics mingled with the hazy atmosphere in Jono's Blues Club. Your srilankan body moved in deep knowledge with mine. My boredom turned into a hot blooded adventure of white contrasts to black. Your pleading, your wall of sudden emotion of loving me. There was no escape, i surrendered to the three condoms - out of date. Three years of yearning - and i was the answer? What do Sonja and i have in common - crossed my puzzled mind. Mark demands strokes, attention, cradling, straddling ... four hours of courtship (equivalent to an obscure mating ritual of an Acari = Water mite a la Hector). I am powerless, druling in romance and wanting more, more .... Friday the 13th - it was your lucky day and eleven years my junior. High school days and der Muenchner Gottfried K. came to my mind. So, if you really love me say - yes. Don't tell me perhaps.