Waiting Hours for Itha (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: April 11, 1999

Back Inside Eros Theatre

Back inside Eros Theatre the time was around 2:00 a.m. which gave us plenty of time to sit around and be bored with what was eventuating. However, the only highlight of our heading back was the lady who was already on stage but she soon finished her little dance just as soon as we got there. At the start of the night we were sitting in the front seats to the left and filling up two rows we cheered each girl that came on.

Cheers turned to roars with the second and most gorgeous girl but when the third lady came on (If you want to call her that) the cheers turned to pity. That was part of the reason we left, that and the boredom felt within the complex which was supposed to be A Grade action.

What made our second trip to Eros Theatre worse was the fact that they circulated the girls we had already seen back on the stage. After the initial girl it started all over again with the first blonde and then the beautiful skinny blonde with the stud in her pussy. That didn’t bother me at all when she came on but cheers were no longer evident as we had seen it all before.

Waiting for Itha

The lady that was going on at 3:30 a.m. whom I think was called Itha was chatting and sitting with the Lebanese at the back. At one stage she left with a couple of them and when she came back and peeped out of the stage doors she was in the nude. Obviously she had sex with one of them and this put a damper on all our thoughts.

Jett and Anders Head Home

The only reason we were even staying for that long was because she was doing her show at 3:30 a.m. but Jett, Anders, Ralf and Maddox soon got tired and wanted to head home. Birthday boy was tired of watching the same old boring stuff as I was and he along with Anders wanted to head home. Asking me if I was heading home with them I answered “There’s no way I’m going to miss this” and after a little discussion they decided to head home.

According to Ralf’s information the night-ride buses were heading to Campbelltown in 20 minutes so they shook my hand and they were off. Binh had an extra spot in his car so I gathered that he would give me a lift.

A Hyper Girl and New Seats

When 3:30 a.m. finally arrived and we were up to the point of wanting to leave we waited anticipating her to come out with the fall of the lights but it was some other chick. This girl wasn’t too bad with her fast paced routine and fucking the ground as if there was an earthquake happening.

During her breaks when the songs would be changed over she would go into her little corner where we couldn’t see her and sniff something. No guess for trying to figure out what it was as she came out more hyper and fucked up than before. This pretty much pushed our remaining little group in wanting to head home but Binh was sitting there quietly insistent of waiting.

“Maybe if we change sides we’ll get a change of luck” Keith announced and with that we made our way to the other front row seats on the right. This did change our luck into a worse off night. When we moved the Lebs decided to take our seats and as Lebs usually are they were putting up their feet and trying to be hard.

Itha Finally Performs

Itha finally came out to do her show but she was put off her routine by the fact that she knew the Lebanese guys and that she was performing for people who waited a long time to see her. Stuffing up her routine by dawdling and not putting as much effort into it as she was smiling at the jeering Lebs I quickly began to lose interest.

However, during her routine I got pissed off when she dove into the laps of the Lebanese with ease but when it came to our direction she wasn’t as pleasantly giving. Our group got looks while theirs got action and although I had made a little friendship with the Leb across the isle from me I started to get resentful.

The Lone Cheering Voice

When Itha finally took out a vibrator it was the first good piece of the show for the night but as I cheered this on I was the sole cheering voice. As she made her way just off the stage and right in front of me and the guy on the other side of the isle she got in the doggystyle position and started placing the vibrator within herself.

The pressure of the Lebs having had their fun because they knew her all too well and my wanting not to look like the idiot who waited hours for nothing led me to do something stupid. Stuttering in my actions for a couple of seconds the Leb guy across the isle from me looked at me as if to say, “Go on, give her some help with that,” and reading his thoughts I tried just that. When I did there was a strange pause where I backed down a bit but the Leb guy said to her “Go on let him do it”.

Itha walked back onto the stage with me not getting any attention and my shirt was once again undone because of Keith’s words into my ear. He suggested that if I undone my shirt she would come and do something to me also but he had already left and was waiting outside figuring she had finished on the last song.

A Stare Across the Aisle

Before Itha got back on the stage I slapped her on the butt and she walked towards me as if she was playfully going to slap me but instead she uttered, “Look, if you do that again I’m going to have to slap you.” That sat fine with me as I put on a smile to her words and as she jumped on the stage I took a quick glance over at the Lebs.

All of them were looking at Itha on stage except for the second one from the isle who was staring straight at me. Being skinny but looking older than me I looked away and a second later I took another look at him to see if he was still staring. That he was and in a curious gesture I put my hands up in a questioning manner as if to say “What, you want to start me?”

Funnily his next words were “Have you got a problem,” and standing up partially from my seat I uttered, “No I don’t have a problem, why, do you.” As I stood up a little more from my seat the guy next to me whom I had made temporary friends with and who had the most appealing attitude (Even for a Leb) put his hand across his friend and pushed him into his seat. “Hey, don’t start anything,” he shouted to his friend and the rest of his friends seemed to show the same interest as they didn’t look like starting trouble.

No Hard Feelings

This act of bravado showed me that the guy who wanted to fight was possibly going out with the stripper and the rest of his friends were fucking her. When I slapped her on the ass he got offended and when he stared at me it showed his aggression. However, nothing eventuated and as she finished our little group jumped up and it was our time to leave for home. Shaking the hand of the Leb guy that befriended me I said to him, “No hard feelings buddy,” and with that, the four of us left for Binh’s car.

Riding Home in a Lowered Car

The trip back home was driven by Keith as Binh jumped in the back with me and went to sleep. “I can’t believe we stayed there for that long” Keith uttered, as he drove and I’m sure the feeling was universal throughout the car. The trip home only took us half an hour with Keith behind the wheel highly noting that fact.

Binh’s car could feel every little bump in the road due to it being lowered so much but that didn’t seem to bother him as he slept like a baby in the back seat. Tyler was the first to be dropped off and then after that we drove to Keith’s house and I was dropped off by Binh from there. Binh had to get up in two hours to start work, I felt sorry for him. Getting home at 5:30 a.m. I kept myself awake for half an hour and then with boredom and a tired eye setting in I finally got to sleep.

Refusing to Sleep Until Night

Strangely, on Saturday I woke up at 10:45 a.m. after a trip to the toilet and knowing it would be a victory to keep myself up I done just that. In the first hour or two of the morning I was finding it hard to stay in my unlit room for too long a length. Therefore, instead of watching television or getting bored in other ways I made my way upstairs, had a shower, something to eat and also made my way outside into the sun.

The fact that I didn’t even have five hours of sleep was setting in but I was content to stick it out until the later hours of the night. Nearing midday I tried to call Keith so he could drop off the separation certificate but he wasn’t responding to his mobile phone.

When 2:30 p.m. arrived I couldn’t take the boredom anymore and thus, I went to sleep. Minutes into my trying to get to sleep I heard a car out the front and as mum answered the door I knew it was Ralf.

Pretending to be more asleep than I was I didn’t want to go anywhere as I answered the door and Ralf suggested that very question. Sleepy as I was I told him that plans for the night probably weren’t going to be that big for me and I especially didn’t want to go to another nightclub scene with just me and him.

Shawn Wants a Play Station Night

Waking up at 6:00 p.m. on Saturday after a three hour nap I made my way upstairs and while there I was called by Shawn. Knowing that he wanted to come over for the night and play the Play Station I told him of my sleeping plans and sounding a bit dubious he said he might give Ralf a call. The rest of Saturday night was for my computer and the television and when 3:00 a.m. arrived I tried to get myself some early sleep. However, as I’ve already noted that didn’t happen and it was around 6:00 a.m. when I finally slept.

Why I Never Smile in Photos

As we draw this night to a sudden conclusion I know I still have to illustrate the meaning of my last Sonnet but now is not the time to be considering that. Slowly I’ve dropped out of the mood to chronicle my life again but these phases quickly change and by tomorrow I might be into writing again.

My parting thoughts as I drop letters and mispronounce words here tonight in my hurry is this… Remembering ages ago that Lyssa used to say I never smiled in my photos I looked through them recently and noticed that this was true. In all the photos I have in my album I never crack more than a smiling of the lips.

There are only four or five pictures where you can actually see my teeth in the smile and I put that down to my age long concern that I have discolored teeth. However, now my teeth are showing a bit of white with the agents used to clean them and if I take my camera out in later days I will promise myself to smile more.

You can put my lack of confidence as the reason for my not smiling. Lacking confidence in my teeth and my appearance would be the two benefactors of my hiding my teeth. Let me now be off until ensuing times call.