Seasonal Gassing Adjustments

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Argh! Sometimes when I reread the drunken stuff I write here I am pleased and sometimes not pleased. This is an occasion when I am not at all pleased, mostly because I lied about being a virgin. I was not a virgin when I first slept with Kootch, although I was a virgin when I first arrived in Japan. By the time I slept with Kootch I had been well broken-in by an assortment of good-looking Japanese yum-yums. Seems to be another example of mixing up ideas under the influence. It's the price I pay for enjoying this.

The gassing continued at a 'sadistic level' until midday Monday when Kootch developed a nosebleed. She attributed it to 'too much mucus' and resulting nose-blowing. I think the gas was affecting her and 'they' realized it and backed off. They continued to gas me heavily at night until a few days ago when Kootch began to leave her bedroom window open at night because of the heat. They understand that gas injected into the air outside my bedroom window will also be drawn into Kootch's bedroom window and will inevitably affect her too: Even with her bedroom door closed the exhaust fans create enough of a low pressure inside the apartment that air is drawn into her bedroom. This is obvious when she tries to close the door quietly but it slams shut at the last half inch. Once inside her room the gas lingers, whereas in my bedroom the gas passes after about five seconds unless it is continuous.

So I am enjoying relatively gas-free nights, which is to say they gas me more discretely.