Claire came over Saturday. Not happy with the world since the Grattans are giving her more and more shit.

We wandered around Scarborough's sea front down to Luna Park, which gave much merriment to the young Melbournian. A fish and chip supper just to be total tourists and then back along the seafront and up in the paths leading up to the Esplanade.

There we made out. For ages, kissing, holding, touching, feeling. Rubbing against each other and nearly making me cum on more than once.

We were watching movies, sort of, on Saturday night. Though sex was more fun and took up more time. Sunday morning was the same before going out for breakfast. Claire left around midday saying she felt sick.

I don't think this relationship is going to work sometimes. Although Claire's a great person she never seems totally happy with me, as though I'm doing something wrong or just not really what she wants. I don't know.

Spent the rest of the day watching D-Day malarky on TV.

Been on the phone with Claire. Not good.

Yesterday she drove across to Scarborough. We went out for dinner. Italian! All went well.

Back to my flat. I've always felt very uncomfortable with having visitors. I know why but can't explain it.

We began to engage in kissing, touching, feeling and working towards sex. I just couldn't manage it. I felt very tense and subsequently couldn't keep an erection going.

The trouble was that Claire left somewhat abruptly and now feels that I don't find her attractive. I do. It's just last night that wasn't right. It's put a dent in things.

Anyway, she's coming back tomorrow. I need to try and relax and hopefully we can have some better sex. Well, any sex would be good with her right now.

Back out into the streets with the bags somewhat unsafely left in the hotel. It's all very well having a room in a hotel to keep bags locked away in but when they're just there, left and hoteliers just let people in to take what they want it seems somewhat pointless.

The weather's been somewhat good and due to some tired feet and rather bad blisters we walked a while and spent the best part of the afternoon in a café in a square watching the world go by. We did, however, visit a couple of the markets and a sex shop, given some wonderful demonstrations of the sex toys by the guy in the store.

Train back to the airport and dinner in Burger King before flying home and given the roughest landing I've ever experienced.

Sadly had to rush the ending to the night so we could catch trains back home.

It's been a really enjoyable few days though with Claire. Hopefully now I can see more of her. The more time I spend with her the more I love her.