Had an erection on the way home thinking about Asia

Had an erection on the way home thinking about Asia. She is so sexy, ripe, voluptuous Italian-Polish, in black sweatshirt & black jeans. So sexy, and touchy.
Pink top Italian brunette, in tight black trousers getting off the bus last night. We made so much eye contact as she stood by door.
You go out looking for something special, the beautiful fortuities of the soul. More often than not you will find nothing. Ursula at Calcutta avoiding my eye. At Scotsman smile from —– as I said I was being served thanks. No one I would want to see again. Callie at Lemon Tree, I think, that’s all. Bitter Tears of Petra Von Kant was rubbish. The harshness of Berg without the lushness & sensuality. Got the 849 home. Out of the blue was Asia starting work at the hotel & being so sexy & friendly. Try Scotsman tomorrow, just in case Olga calls.
“Oh you’re so sweet you know that?” The Calcutta barmaid burst out to me that time. Ana Maria told me the same thing.
When will I find that big, fleshy, voluptuous girl again?