ELIDETH MERCURY RAISED AGAIN FROM HER ASHES TO BECOME A STRONGER WOMAN. WILL SHE BE ABLE TO FACE EVERYTHING THIS DANGEROUS TIME TRAVEL HAS IN STORE FOR HER?
I found myself in one of the emerging and more crowded places in the London gay scene. You could tell this was not one of my greatest dreams but being exceptional witness of the first meeting between Freddie and Jim made my heart pounded differently. The wrost is if my vibes were not right and tonight was not the night "this gay immersion" would be useless.
It was clear that I wasn't made to night life and much less in that atmosphere. I didn't like dancing, I mean, I was the worst dancer in the universe, I didn't like drinking alcohol and I was straight or like I liked to call myself "sexually apathetic". In another words, I was a virgin and very proud of it. A real rara avis thrown into those promiscuous people. So I stood there with my bottle of water in my hands trying not to be swallowed up by the crowd.
Striking a blow for Copacabana I should say the atmosphere was not so oppressive as I imagined. We found ourselves in a more or less quiet place, not too overcrowded because Freddie chose those places seemingly to chill out and enjoy with his friends. He seemed to feel free to stare at men without being noticed and sometimes "choosing". Joe introduced me to his friend Clint who was a very shy man but sweet with whom I chatted a while. Not too long because before I even knew it Joe dragged him to the dance floor. He enjoyed dancing and did it wonderfully. He looked so happy and I loved it.
I kept looking for Jim Hutton's face somewhere and actually it was such a hard task because there was a sea of moustaches. It supposed that Freddie spotted him in the bar and came up to him but the bar was very long and there were too many people. I stood up from where I was sitting, stepping closer to it and watching as discreetly as I could the guys who were having a drink leaning over the counter.
- Good night, mademoiselle Soler.
The first man at the Copa without moustache had just addressed me. I had completely forgotten he would also be there tonight. I was too engrossed searching Jim.
- Herr Dolezal.
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- You remember me.
- We've met some hours ago. I got a pretty good memory.
- So do I. Can I get you a drink? Well, another bottle of water.
- Oh, thank you very much. Yes, I'm thirsty.
Rudi called the bartender's attention in a matter of seconds, asking him my water. I liked people who managed themselves so well asking for drinks in overcrowded bars. Self-confidence and acting with determination were two ingredients I really loved.
- Do you never drink alcohol?
- Well, I don't.
- Not a single beer?
- I've said I don't. Why are you looking at me as I was a freaky?
