Observations

For LL in the UK

Rather than post lots of photos of the women that have been in my life I thought I would assail you with words and some observations in this blog. Here is the first year....

2004

Straight after your admission in Florida in March 2004, I decided to move forward and laterally to ensure I was not left high and dry LL. I am sure those words are familiar to you as you uttered them. You were wrong, incidentally, I would never have left you if you had changed your mind. You didn't change it and that my dear woman was the biggest mistake of your life.

I, on the other hand, decided to seek women who were more amenable than someone who had gone behind my back. It was far easier than I thought LL. Still is in fact. At first I used the internet and a couple of dating websites. I didn't have to try too hard before I had several women in tow, most only too eager to jump in bed with me. In the main they were younger. In their thirties and forties. They were also firmer...a lot firmer than you were. I never dated to the point of getting laid any overweight women.

During the first few months after the March 2004 incident, I was managing maybe six or eight women and you as well. You know what they say - if you want a job done well, give it to a busy man. I was quite a busy man. I guess I had begun to hone my skills as far as women were concerned as I soon attracted even more. That is when I started keeping an appointments diary. I also constructed trips away on business for some of the more clingy or demanding ones.

That allowed me to be away visiting you. It worked. Keeping them 'hungry' made for a more voracious appetite when we were together and that suited me very well. then a few months later it occurred to me that I could expand my 'harem' by seeing who would take me up by chatting to women up and down my route(s) home. It seemed LL that there were more than a few happy to meet up with me. To start with it involved hotels but then I was invited to the homes of the single, divorced and separated ladies. Naturally, it also involved a degree of entertainment wining and dining. I enjoyed that as much as they did.

I started with a lady in Penrith and then added another in Harrogate. You could say my hands were full even then, but I juggled them all fairly easily. Seeing some once  a fortnight on my trips north and keeping the ladies of East Anglia 'happy' during the week. I soon came to realise that I was enjoying myself greatly. I decided to expand my 'stable' so to speak LL. Life was getting exciting.

Keswick was my next port of call and then Hexham LL. It was all too easy, in the main. The other thing was I liked pretty much all the women I met. Generally, they were taller than you - not difficult and quite a few were long-legged. Physically, I was latching onto women that fitted my ideal. For their part, and by now in June 2004 I had around ten ladies on the go and they all seemed to like me. The pace varied a bit from one to the other but they all invited me to have sex with them. I didn't have to push or be overt about it. It just happened.

As time progressed through that year LL, I came across women who couldn't wait. They wanted to be laid straight away.  It was an interesting exercise if you'll excuse the pun. On the one hand there was you and on the other around a dozen or more women wanting to be serviced with some regularity. Having been married all those years and faithfully, exploring and enjoying other women's bodies and indeed their personalities made my life both enjoyable and exciting.

Sprinkled among those I found later that year were a few married ladies and that added something further, in that a great degree of care had to be taken. As I said, there was you and the other women. I caressed many bodies in that year (and beyond). The variety of breasts was quite enjoyable too. I had slim ladies with large boobs and slim ones with small pert boobs sporting puffy nipples. The latter were great to lick and suck. In between were what I guess you would call regular sized breasts. The ones that fitted my hands perfectly. Along with those came a series of nice long legs.

By autumn of that year and despite modest pressure from me you hadn't committed. During that time I was able to keep an eye on your internet activity and that led me to believe you wouldn't or couldn't commit due to your history and personality. More men figured as far as I could see and that was borne out several times until finally I happened upon your current man in March of the following year.

With those factors in mind I doubled down on the women I was seeing spreading them out over two or three weeks and often getting laid nearly every day. Sometimes twice in a day with different women. It was in part a reaction to your own more modest deeds behind my back, but the more I indulged the more I enjoyed myself. You may have realised and you may not have done that I am a fairly highly sexed man, so there was never such a thing as too much sex. I like women and they seem to like me.

I was still tied to weekends with you in the latter part of 2004 and so I confined my adventures to my neck of the woods - Norfolk, Suffolk, Cambridgeshire and some of Essex. Beyond that I had found willing partners in Kendal, Halifax, York, Newcastle, Nottingham and a few places in between, in addition to the other places I have mentioned.

I was becoming more disillusioned at the way you took me for granted toward the end of 2004 and maybe it began to show, I don't know. But there was an element of that certainly. I was doing all the travelling (and spending, but that was incidental as far as I was concerned) and getting little or no commitment from you LL. With that in mind I started to plan my life without you. I started looking for a place in London.

In the meantime the Denises, Kims Kates, Cathys, Debbies, Sues etc etc continued to come...in both senses of the word. I'll tell you one thing it has kept me fit all these years since you and I parted LL.

That was pretty much it in 2004 apart from the real estate I was developing and managing my property portfolio. I recall when you said to me in late 2005 not to tell other women about my wealth and assets. That made me smile because I had kept a lot from you that you weren't aware of. Did you really believe that I would open up about my wealth without your firm commitment emotionally and legally. If you did you are more naive than I thought.

2005

I continued to make an effort with you LL into 2005, but it seemed you were set on what you wanted rather than anything I might desire. Only child selfishness, I thought at the time. The germ of an idea to let you down lightly passed into my mind around then, but I held back doing anything about it until March. That was the final straw as far as I was concerned - your taking up with your current rather round and vertically challenged man.

I continued managing my property in the UK and further abroad and especially over here in the States. Not just in Florida, but elsewhere as well. The Norwich development sold and after costs, tax etc I cleared a few million. I started to explore buying an apartment in London. Part of my plan to start another life. I also had it in mind that I would move from my home in Norfolk and buy something a little further south. That is how I started that year, with those thoughts in mind, as you weren't coming through as I thought you would...once.

The women kept coming LL. Mainly, because I was open to those that flirted with me, those that I met in business and socially. I no longer felt tied to you. It was surprisingly easy to attract these ladies. In fact they attracted themselves in many cases. So, to the above twenty or thirty that I laid in 2004, yes that is right 20-30, I was in with even more. More on my trips to you and even more down in East Anglia. They ranged in age from 30 thru to around 48. There Jo's, Julia's, Jenny and Julies to name but a few.

I took a bit of risk in January and February of that year and started seeing three different ladies in and around your home city. I love the accent in your neck of the woods LL...and loved the ladies and what they did for me and to me. We worked things out in your city by going out in their cars, parking mine on their driveway or in one case round the back of their property. The other thing was we always ate out in Keswick or nearby. There was a slim risk that yours and my paths might cross, but they never did. It was all worth it for the better company, the laughs we had and the lovely bodies I enjoyed.

I never once had a complaint about my love making and to be fair you never complained either LL. In fact I received many, many compliments and still do. Apparently, for a lot of women they view me as a considerate lover, attending to their needs before satisfying mine. I remember you saying that I would just get you back into bed if we met again and that would be that. It amuses me that remark. It is exactly what many of my women have said...except they weren't leaving!

2005 moved onto March. Two things happened then. Up popped your man on your computer and secondly, I had extracted certain people's contact details from your list of contacts. The three ladies in question were appalled at your behaviour LL and have since become my little intelligence unit in your neck of the woods. Keeps me informed, although to be honest I have long lost interest in you as a person. I just like to remind of a number of things like my wealth, my lifestyle, my success with women and what you lost by leaving.

By March I was ready to start orchestrating your leaving. I was surprised it took so long - until October. Either you didn't get the 'message' or you didn't see it coming. Maybe also you weren't sure about letting go of me for what then was a largely unknown quantity in your next man. Either way I had mentally cut my ties with you then and set about gradually cutting the physical ones.

In April of 2005 I took that trip over here. That meant neglecting the women I had over there in the UK, but I made up for it when I returned. I had arranged a few things before I left, first for Indianapolis and then Florida, Ohio, Utah and finally to visit the folks in Oregon. I had arranged to meet two ladies in and around Indianapolis and one in Tennessee. When I arrived in Florida I had another lady waiting for me and then a little later in the week another flew down from Canada - they were not there at the same time LL! Although that might have been 'interesting'.

Then came Ohio and Utah....and so did the ladies, they came as well all seven of them. Two in Indiana, one in Tennessee, two in Florida and one in Utah. I visited the folks for a few days then flew back to the UK. happy, if a bit exhausted! I remember you called me while I was in PDX (Portland Airport). I had to smile to myself. You were talking to me as nothing was any different even though I knew you were in contact with your current man. You had burnt your bridges with me by then LL.

I was no longer prepared to keep driving to you when I knew what you were up to, so I cut the frequency of those visits drastically. That in turn freed me up to pursue other more accommodating women. There were plenty of them and they were all accommodating. Not only that, once they had 'tasted' what was on offer they came back for more as frequently as my diary allowed. My mission in some cases seemed to to 'educate' some of them into the pleasure that could be derived and the positions that they could try. It was an eye opener to me how many were neglected or only subject to the man's satisfaction and not theirs.

On the other hand there were those that new exactly what turned them on and I was only too happy to go along with their wishes. During that summer of 2005 I allowed some of my more northern relationships to lapse and concentrated on my businesses and developed new relationships with new women (in addition to those I already had in my part of the world). Which is where the other two Kims and several Denises, Annie, Rachels etc came from. Mention of the name Denise has reminded me of one so named in particular.

She wasn't exactly wild but she was very, very active when it came to sex. She also had these firm almost conical breasts. We use to take a bath together and she liked to be on top while we fucked. We did it a lot...in the bath. That always left my hands free to fondle and squeeze those boobs LL. I can almost feel them slipping through my hands as I write. The first time was in early May 2005. Denise lived in King's Lynn so we were able to see each other a lot. Sometimes on her way shopping in Norwich, the urge would take her and she would turn off the A47 and visit me for a 'quickie'. it was a case of dress or skirt up, top down and for me trousers down and way we went...often from behind.

Moving on and that was what I was doing as far as you were concerned. I eventually found an apartment in London that I liked. Coincidentally, a town house came on the market in Cambridge around the same time. I decided to roll with the apartment. I had to wait for closing/completion but I was in no hurry LL. In fact it was January 2006 when I finally got the keys to the Docklands apartment.

It was during 2004 and 2005 that I resurrected my photography and started to re-hone my skills after a gap of many years. At first it was landscapes and nature in general, but then the ladies wanted and liked their photos being taken and so my subject area expanded into what you might call boudoir shots...that and then outdoor ones along the same lines.

My coterie of ladies was now spread (that conjures up a few visions LL) throughout East Anglia and someway beyond. You might ask yourself why I didn't visit that summer. The prime reason was trust - you had lost mine and the secondary reasons were the ladies I was enjoying, their lack of hang-ups or baggage and their willingness to share themselves with me. One other reason was the photography - I was enjoying that and it helped fill what gaps there were in a busy schedule.

I went to Europe three times that summer, only for a few days on each occasion. Once to Paris on business and then a couple of long weekends away with a companion - a different one on each occasion. I have no doubt, although I didn't check all the time, that you were up to no good as you had been almost from the start of our time together. This time with your fat man.

The rest of the summer was quite enjoyable too. I allowed my visits to you to become more and more spaced out in the hope that you would get the message. I'm not sure you got the one I intended, but you did get a message and that resulted in you apparently leaving me (high and dry, or so you thought) in October. However, the message I was trying to convey to you was, one, that I didn't trust you and two, that I knew about your dalliances behind my back. I think you got the other message - that I wasn't interested in you anymore. That wasn't what I thought entirely, you just forced in that direction.

I invited you out to Cyprus on what was largely a business trip to see if you were going to commit to me and not to him. You weren't and you didn't., so I let things take their course and being the gent I am I allowed you to leave me, rather than the other way round. That last meeting at your place in October was a final test - you failed and in fact it came as no surprise to me. At that point having pondered what you had done and the way you had treated me I decided it was time to teach you a lesson. The lesson being don't mess men around - and so began my little campaign.

I'm sure it shook you up and that was what was intended. In the meantime, I was carrying on with my businesses and keeping pretty busy. I was also carrying on with the women in my life and they were nearly all pretty delightful. One or two were boring and apart from getting laid and also giving me a degree of pleasure at the time, they weren't fantastic company. Thank goodness most - around 95% - were!

As the year drew to a close, things livened up even more - not as regards you LL, but for me. They were pretty lively anyway. I had been enjoying life greatly and not just with ladies who were on their backs with their legs apart...although that was pretty good. No, some of the women shared my tastes in life whether it was cultural stuff, theater, museums or just appreciating fine dining. During that last few months of 2005, I met Lucy in London and in my hotel room there she hatched this plan about me having drunk a bottle of Scotch, fallen and cut my head open. She even had some theatrical blood for realism in the photo I sent you. Big mistake though - she chose the wrong hospital! Nevertheless it was fun and you fell for it for a while.

I had a good Christmas that year. partly spent with my family and partly with a few female friends. Not all at the same time, although there was an occasion on New Years Eve when there were three of us. What a way to see the year out! Seemed appropriate in a way. My year of closing you down, but ending it with a bang, or rather bangs, literally! 

2006

Post Christmas and I was far from alone over the two weeks bracketing that day, I decided you should return the engagement ring and you did in a cold and cold hearted manner. I knew I had been right all along at that moment. I guess you thought I was staying at that Premier Inn when you saw me there. I wasn't. I was staying in Keswick with the lady below.

The photo wasn't taken there of course it was taken on a vacation in 2006. So, when I left you that evening LL, it was straight back down the M6 to her and a nice warm bed occupied by a hot woman. I did have some laughs at your expense. After Keswick I went home via Harrogate and another fine woman of thirty five who couldn't wait for me to be inside her. I was always, then, and still am, amazed at how easy it has been LL. My charisma, attentiveness, romantic soul - who knows, I know I don't. Quite honestly I don't even bother to analyse why or how - it just happens.

After seeing you then with the ring and also before, I went on to concentrate on my real estate and other investments and to expand my photography. I started to write then also and within a year I had my first novel published. That and those that followed proved to be real money spinners My publisher in New York liked the draft first two chapters so much that I negotiated an advance. Having an eye for the biggest English speaking market LL, I set that first novel here in the USA and indeed all subsequent ones, more or less.

By now all my FM properties had been completed, the market was up and getting ahead of itself, so I sold out each and every one of them over a period of 6-9 months. I was very cash rich what with the UK profits, the book advance and the US properties proceeds. I had just closed/completed on the London apartment as well LL. My new life was all set, but I wasn't going to let up on teaching you a lesson. Plus, Lucy and two other ladies thought it was appalling you kept the other jewellery...which of course you still have.  That's not to mention the three ladies - your friends - in your city who thought your behaviour was disgusting.I will sue you for their return, or the cash equivalent never be in any doubt of that. Having that thought hanging there and that fact hanging over you, gives me great pleasure bearing in mind how you acted back then.

Back to the main thrust. Choice phrase don't you think LL.

I started to spend more and more time in London, placed the Norfolk house on the market and went for a town house in Cambridge near to the railway station. That took a few months to go through and it was eventually mine by the middle of the year. Simultaneously, I contracted to have a new large home built near the city and that was going to take a year or more. I decided to let the Norfolk house for a while from November 2006 onward, although I eventually sold it in 2007. 

More property stuff that year involved my purchasing an apartment in New York and applying for US citizenship. By the end of 2006 both had come through. The last thing that year was my purchase of my home in Sorrento where I started to learn Italian. I had done well and if you had stayed and not played (away), you would have enjoyed the fruits of my efforts.

Being in London brought its own benefits. I had lots to do, lots of places to visits, theaters to visit, loads of restaurants to try and of course never alone. The first lady I met in my apartment complex was Emma, thirty four, and living alone in the City. We had dinner and went to the theater and after a couple of 'dates' we started sleeping together. She worked hard all week and liked to let her hair down. I spent time weekdays in Norfolk and visiting various ladies in East Anglia.

Having honed my photographic skills taking landscapes in Norfolk Yorkshire, the Lake District and in various ladies bedrooms, I wondered if I could turn it into a business. I started with Emma. She was slim with a great figure so we took shots all over London in various outfits she had and I some I had bought her. We naturally moved onto some nude shoots privately and also some intimate ones just for the two of us. I was introduced to some of her women friends and colleagues and things grew from there...including more than a few amorous encounters. I was indeed very busy.

Those intros triggered more, but now it was from City banking clients of those I had already photographed. Thus it was LL that I entered the high end of the market by the end of 2006 and also entered more than a few high end lady clients.

During the summer I liked to get back to Norfolk and so spent my time between there, Cambridge and London. I didn't give up on my 'hobby' during that time. I added more ladies to the stable. Some were falling over wanting to meet me, others were people I knew from work and through my business contacts and some...a few just turned up at my door. It was all very interesting and 'rewarding' if you know what I mean.

I wasn't as naive as you might have thought with my 'campaign' with you LL. It was intended to put pressure on you and teach you a lesson. It had already been cleared with an old 'master' of mine and he agreed to provide me with immunity. Consequently, it was a stooge who attended court leaving me without a blot to my name...which you never really knew. Search for my birth certificate and you won't find one as my surname, the real one, is different. I thought it was about time you knew that little bit about me, although it won't do you any good.

Moving on, summer in Norfolk apart from some house maintenance was one long string of visitors, virtually all female. One or two from London, but mainly those I know in East Anglia and two from your neck of the woods LL. It is a good job I'm an excellent organiser as it took some juggling. Carole was in there among many others...the latter of which I decided not to tell you about at the time. Just one or two, for me to rub your nose in.

I was back in France, Italy and Spain etc in the latter part of 2006, making new friends, working on photography assignments and meeting new lovers. All in all, despite you, 2006 was the best of years LL. Then I went to the States for Christmas...or at least the few weeks before. I caught up with some old buddies - male - in Boston, Florida and Pennsylvania and after Christmas in Texas.

During my time over there pre-Christmas I had two clients, both ladies. One gave me an intro to someone in California as she was so pleased with the photos I took of her in Florida and the 'bonus' she received. I had planned to travel across the northern states in the spring, so I guessed that would fit in with my plans. Back home to the UK for Christmas and some time spent with a Karen and a Kim...not together, I hasten to add.

Just to round 2006 off, I recall various disparaging remarks you made about me. They were water off a duck's back LL. I do remember thinking that you were still enjoying the 'high' of a new relationship and thinking that I had sunk under the weight of what you had done. Nothing could have been further from the truth. That stuff about rattling around in a new build is one such remark that sprung to mind....and I really did laugh out loud at that one. 

On another note I reflected that you had doubts about what you had done from the outset with your statement  - 'why do I always make the wrong decisions'. I didn't laugh at that one LL - I actually felt sorry for you and the way you act impulsively then live to regret the actions you take. You really did get it well and truly wrong with me in making the decision you did.

I never really looked back after we parted, maybe a little at first, but then I got on with life and it has turned out to be fifteen years of almost entire happiness...not including two losses, that of Kim in the RTA and Ash from cancer.

2007

I had spent some time in California in 2006 of course...with Kim, who sadly died in the road accident there. I also, during that visit, swam with dolphins in Baja California, which is actually in Mexico. You made fun of that when I told you and also indicated you didn't believe me. A tiny weeny bit of me cared...the rest didn't because I knew what I had done and who with... beautiful Kim.

I spent the first few months of 2007 in the UK with some side trips to France, Italy, Spain, Belgium and later in the year Denmark. As I said, back in 2006, I was cash rich LL and I made some good investments with that cash, outside of real estate. I knew the market here and in the UK was going to crash. I lined up Norfolk for sale, having sold up in Florida. That is bar one place where I lived as a now US citizen. I also had and still have an Italian passport, plus of course my US and UK ones. I have one other, but I'll tell you about that later. There are reasons for the multiple passports.

The ladies kept coming (!). More now than before, due to the intros from the photographic work. I spent a fair bit of time in France early in that year, which also sowed the seed for buying a place there sometime. It also gave me the opportunity to sow a few seeds hither and thither of a different kind. A good way to start the year in fact - lots of comings, few goings.

Spring was approaching and I spent some time planning my road trip across the States. I planned to fly to Logan (Boston Airport) and then start my journey there, heading west across the northern States. That trip took me from Massachusetts down through Connecticut then out across the bottom of New York State. From there it was into Pennsylvania, across Ohio and my first stop of more than just a few days, in Indianapolis. I had two friends, both ladies in the neighborhood, unknown to each other, that I wanted to see.

Five days later and refreshed and 'serviced', I was on the road again. I had been to Chicago more than a few times in the past, so I headed further west LL to St Louis Missouri. I planned to take 61 and follow the Mississippi River north  to Iowa and Minnesota. From there, some trips around the Dakotas and then onto Wyoming and Montana. Finally I headed through Idaho, Washington State and then down into Oregon.

It may sound like I was driving all through that spring, but I wasn't. I spent time in quite a few places, took side trips met more than a few women, some of whom are still friends and...occasional lovers. Lots of photographs and lots of material for my books. You have to go to places to write about them and apart from the fact I hadn't been to many of the places I visited, that was one of my reasons for the journey.

I called in on the family in Oregon looked around at real estate and settled on an area I might like to live when on the west coast. Then, nearly two weeks later, I was on I-5 heading south into California. By now late March had morphed into mid May. I was a million miles from my life with you LL.

I had a number of appointments in California, photographic ones, all from recommendations from others in the UK and Europe. In the end, LL I was there for nearly three months. In San Fran and LA a good deal of the time, but not entirely. You are no doubt aware from my blogs that I had one hell of a time and there wasn't a day I couldn't get laid, if I had wished. I met some great women and quite a few I still see.  That intro from London the year before from a well known lady, opened a lot of doors...many of them bedroom doors.

Talk about 'Hollywood Wives', they certainly existed in those mansions off Mulholland. The neglected ones, the very horny ones and the separated, divorced and single ones. A whole 'Box of Delights' to photograph LL and, in many cases, wine, dine and lay or get laid by them. Not all were the submissive type! I made a lot of money from those assignments/clients LL and gained many more intros and many friends most of whom last to this day. You can see no doubt from my perspective, how mundane your life appears.

You have to have imagination and be prepared to take risks. You had neither the former, nor were prepared to take the latter. I slowly, after a rather long stay in LA, made my way south to San Diego. At that time I never thought I would end up living there part of the year with Ash.

From there I headed to Phoenix  and also Tucson, both in Arizona. Then El Paso and Albuquerque in New Mexico and a few places and women in between. It has been so easy LL...so easy. Eventually after over two weeks in those places I was over the border and into Texas. I was still writing to you even from there and arranging to odd missive to be sent by 'snail' mail. You even noticed it once on the timeline of my emails. I brushed that off with the answer that I was using my US email.....I was and I was over here...not over there.

Onto Dallas. I had been to Houston before LL. From there I drove to Shreveport, Louisiana. During this journey I stayed for days in some places, overnight in others and a week or more in some. I was logging notes, taking side trips, exploring, talking to locals etc. All material for my books.

I was also making notes, taking side trips exploring and talking to local women..and there were more than a few that were willing and many that were very able and needy. So many different accents LL, so many different women and so many photographs. Terabytes of them but I guess over sixteen years that is not surprising.

Once in Louisiana I took the opportunity to revisit New Orleans and I'm very glad I did. I love the main part, the historic district, but I couldn't live there. I much prefer my homes on the east and west coasts and in Florida. I say that I am glad I visited The Big Easy (New Orleans) and there are several reasons for that apart from the cultural ones. Photography for one. I like the architecture down there in N O and I took a lot of street scenes including the whole variety of people you see there. 

I stayed a week and layed. Rather, I got laid with three different women. One a client I picked up along the way. I had no intention, but she did and made it known very early on. She recommended me to a friend who I saw at the other end of that week LL and guess what...yep, I got laid again. In between was a lovely black lady that I knew called Alexis...and in between was where she liked me and where I liked to be.

With some reluctance I moved on from The Big Easy LL and drove further east on my journey, stopping off in Biloxi to look at some properties that had been suggested to me by a contact. I wanted to take a look at the place anyway as I had heard a few good things about the vacation market there, so I booked a couple of nights at a hotel. I had only just 'recovered' from the athletics in New Orleans LL, when I got to talking and sharing cocktails with a lady at the bar of my hotel. She was Canadian and on vacation, but it was her last night and she had spent the whole time there on her own.

I reckon you can guess what happened LL. Her vacation ended with a bang...or two, or three. Her name was of all things Lorelei and we are still in touch. She is needless to say tall and very long legged.

From Biloxi I headed to Pensacola in the Florida panhandle where I have a friend. I spent four days with her then headed south stopping off in Tampa for one night before finally making it home to south west Florida. That was a hell f a journey but an interesting and very rewarding one. I had masses of material for the books I have since written and had seen places that I hadn't been to before. All in all I was very satisfied with what I had achieved. When I got back home that final day of my big trip it was straight in the pool, then in the showered, dash off a few emails and then a phone call to a lady and out for an early dinner. An early night followed and the lady kept me company LL.

That rounded my trip off  very nicely.

By the time I arrived in my new home in Naples...not the one I own now...it was the beginning of the hurricane season. I headed north to New Hampshire on a scheduled flight - I didn't have a jet back then. I spent three weeks taking it easy and writing.

Then down to Logan and a flight to the UK and my apartment in Docklands. It was June by now and I had some catching up to do with business and my friends...the ladies among them. The rest of that month was pretty busy. The new Cambridge house was above ground and on its way, Sales of my first book had sold beyond my wildest dreams here in the States and I was now writing the second on the back of a mighty big financial return on the first. My agent had lined up publication in the rest of the English speaking world and also a German, Spanish and French translation.

Being back over there, in the UK, that is LL - where I presume you thought I was all the time - it was so easy to fool you - I couldn't neglect the ladies that had been in my life. I had a lot of catching up to do, after all many of them had seen me through that period when you were playing away and before we parted. I owed them some attention...and anyway I wanted to see them.

My first port of call was, funnily enough, Keswick. I drove up there in my new Aston Martin. I know women are not impressed by fancy cars but Debbie was when I drew up at her place. Later this same year I added a Bentley (new) to my stable of cars...and I still keep a Lexus for day to day stuff, have done ever since I knew you LL. Not the same one of course!

After Keswick and two visits to Carlisle and two to Penrith all in the space of eight days, I had caught up with six or seven of my ladies. I then made my way back south, via Kendal, Harrogate, York, Leeds, Nottingham etc etc. In all, I was away about two and a half weeks. Back in London and you still thought I was 'pottering about in a new build'. A few photographic clients were awaiting me, plus Emma and my Jewish lady in Hampstead and others, including Lucy. I was in great demand LL. Oh how I chuckled to myself about your devious little ways. You were and are so mundane in your approach to life and so very parochial.

Sometime after all of that, I decided to get away for a while. Guess where I went ? Sorrento. I love that area, not because of our time there, but the times I went with my first wife. I guess you forget the life I had before I met you LL. We travelled widely, all over the place and we were in love with each other, from the beginning to the end. I was very fond of you too but you destroyed it LL and I suspect you destroyed it with your two husbands as well.

When I arrived there one of my tasks was to seek a property. The lady agent that showed me around later became my first lover there. She also liked my photography and introduced me to some of her clients and friends and guess what, I was on my back as often as they were. I often left Sorrento for other places just to get a respite from hot blooded Neapolitan Italian women. They are great lovers, most of them. After some time I did locate a property I really liked and I still own it. The closing didn't go through until early 2008.

More time in France followed that year with more journeys connected to my photography to The Netherlands, Germany, Austria, Poland, Croatia, The Czech Republic and Slovakia. Those trips, the clients and people I met brought certain 'benefits'. I was probably at around three hundred by then. I think you know what that figure means. All those English women outside London, then those inside added to which there were all the ones I encountered through photography and along the way both in the UK, over here and in Europe.

I think, from memory, it was approaching Fall so I headed back to New Hampshire. You have never experienced Fall in New England and probably never will. Your horizons are too limited as is your experience of life, even with your present man. It is fantastic. The colors are amazing and now, where I live on my property, I have some of the show all to myself.

It was in the latter half of this year that I made a trip over to the UK and Cambridge in particular. I had been invited to a conference of prospective investors in spin off companies from Cambridge University. One in particular interested me LL. A company that had come up with several pharmaceutical products that thought would be very successful. They had other ideas in the pipeline as well, at that stage. I made an initial investment of one and a half million pounds. The company was indeed successful and in time I made further investments and eventually bought the whole company after Ash and I married.

We located the production in Denmark for a number of reasons, which explains how I have come to spend a lot of time over there through the years since 2007. It has been 'beneficial' in a number of ways LL. The ladies are lovely there for one, but more importantly the company has grown and grown. Ash and I through our companies took a majority holding eventually and then took the whole company over, as I said. That initial investment has grown into tens of millions.

Other places I was at that year were The Netherlands and of course Florida, any number of times, to relax. I met a lovely woman in Leiden and another nearby (double Dutch?) plus one in Amsterdam. I spent time with all of them, in bed and out...but not at the same time, nor known to each other. Florida had its own rewards...as you might imagine. Apart from those I entertained in FM in the past, there were others up the coast and further south in Naples.

In amongst what was a very full year I managed to start my second novel and create some ideas for a third and fourth. By now I had sold most of my real estate (properties) in the UK and US, except those I bought as homes.

Christmas came and that was spent with my family, naturally bracketed either side by a few good women, albeit with a 'naughty' streak. I recall looking back on that year well satisfied with what I had achieved in wealth creation, photography, writing and my budding cookery which I was later invite to demonstrate on Saturday morning TV in Miami. I also started to paint again after a lull of nearly forty years.

2008 proved to be another good year for me if not for others, with the Lehman affair and the financial crisis. Those events worked to my advantage.

2008

Financial headwinds were growing LL and my 'nose' told me that the housing market over here and to some extent in the UK was over inflated. A bubble waiting to burst...and later during this year 2008, it did. I made a killing as a result, but more of that later.

The year started in Norfolk just after I had completed the purchase of my Sorrento home. Then I flew to New York in March, took a tour of the City by helicopter, saw my publishing agent and looked at some apartments. I'm not sure whether I mentioned it LL but I had two in NYC. Not at the same time, of course. There's the one I own now in Manhattan and the first one I bought. This trip was about that first place LL. It was also when I met the lady who I now call my 'regular' when I'm in the City.

Before that, I had a few friends to see in Norfolk, Suffolk and Cambridgeshire, so the first two months were busy seeing them, plus a lady in York and one in Harrogate. I even came to your town, via Keswick, but only to see your friends, which became mine...to chat, entertain and get updated.

Having returned to London in mid March, by Saturday April 5 I was back over here in Florida...with another lady friend. The invitation to my cousin, a widow, the one you were rude about, came later. I stayed in Florida until mid May although I travelled from there a fair bit LL. Exploring, meeting people, recruiting  my first staff member Jon to look after day to day stuff for the property had bought in New York and that I planned in Florida. Jon has been with me now nearly fourteen years.

Business and family brought me back to the UK. Cambridge was one port of call apart from London. I had the town house as my base there and needed to check on the build of the large property I was having built nearby and which I still own...and it is large, very large. I have staff who look after it in my absence and a property manager. I consulted with the architect and project manager, made a few changes, checked things generally and then caught up with a few friends...all of them women, who had granted me their favors.

To some extent that year while I was in Cambridge, I used the town house as a base. It sold incidentally for just under half a million pounds, when I disposed of it a year or so later. It was ideal for the railroad station and Stansted Airport. That made London and an airport serving Europe very convenient.

I went to Spain, I went to France, Germany, Austria, Denmark, Sweden, Poland and most of all my beloved Italy. That took a good chunk of the summer. Trips to some destinations were for a few days others a bit longer and Italy several weeks. I should mention that whilst in France I made enquiries about an apartment in Nice. Eventually in 2009 I bought one and I still have it.

Toward the end of that summer I was in Barbados at the time share, as it was then...on my own. I recall sitting writing (my third novel) and thinking how much you would have liked it there LL. Just as well you weren't there though, because I managed to get hooked up with three separate ladies during the time I was. They were fun and also very 'satisfying' company!

I flew back from Barbados to Florida and a nice surprise was waiting for me - my Italian passport. that was three I had and a fourth to come from Australia in the not too distant future.

Back to business, proper business that is. My visits to Denmark were almost entirely business that year, with a couple or so side benefits of the bedroom kind. I also took time out to visit Sweden. Only the second time I had been there...that too found me with company. Meanwhile things were going pretty badly in the real estate world back here in the States and to an extent in the UK. Apart from my apartment and home in Cambridge, I was out of the market in both Europe bar my homes, and here in the USA.

I was cash rich and there were many bargains both residential and commercial. I bought property that was distressed/foreclosed upon/repossessed and looking at the vast portfolio I have now, I made a killing. Hence my real estate is worth many millions of dollars now...and that is only the real estate.

If I wasn't busy enough already, I allowed my creative side to come into play after many years. I already had to some extent with photography. Now, in 2008, I developed my cookery skills and started painting, in oils, watercolor, acrylic and pastels, plus a few charcoal sketches. Along with my novels. I could have made a very tidy 'living' from all of those.

The painting is mainly for me, although I have sold a few alongside my photographs. The cookery is interesting. I do all the cooking for my house guests and back in 2008, if I didn't eat out I cooked for me, for lady friends and in due course for Ash. Once when I was in Naples in 2009 entertaining, one of my guests, a lady, suggested I might like to take my recipes online and on TV. She worked in Miami in television. I let her go ahead and thus I was given an occasional slot on Saturday morning TV. The website for my cookery started at that time as well. maybe I should give you the link sometime....

I spent Fall in my original home in New Hampshire, enjoying the colors, writing, visiting a few friends and a few lady friends, spending time in Boston and pushing along the NYC apartment.

By now the housing market was in free fall, so I instructed Jon, my main guy in Florida, to seek out opportunities and there were plenty, with foreclosures happening and prices having dropped enormously. The rest is history for me. I bought property all over the State,  improved it where necessary and a few years on sold up the residential stuff, mostly. I was sixty that year and still had and indeed still have, plenty of steam in me.

The bank balances and investments were looking very healthy indeed, very. To a lesser extent I carried out the same exercise over there in the UK, using a trusted realtor and his contacts.

Another good year LL and two more books under my belt.

2009

This was to be the best year yet LL. The year I met my second wife Ash, or Ashley to give her full name. It started well. 

My Cambridge house was finished in the third week of January and of course Norfolk had been sold. I decided to get an interior designer in to furnish the house. I gave her my brief on what I was looking for and left her to come up with schemes for each of the rooms. The finished product looked great LL and with some adjustments since and also Ash's input, it still looks superb.

I spent time at my apartment in London and entertained, if that's the word, a number of ladies. East Anglia didn't miss out on my attentions either, nor the East Midlands,  nor the South. Cambridge proved to be an excellent base from which to visit each and every one of my female friends. I still had some I had seen first as far back as 2004. 

In that spring my bed there was christened quite a few times and not with the same participants. One remained constant throughout - me. Then it was more trips to Europe and back home over here. The USA was definitely my home now LL. I spent a good deal of time expanding my photography, contacts and real estate and other interests that year. Lots of excellent clients in and near London and in Europe, also. Those contacts led to other business opportunities and my wealth grew exponentially in 2009.

It's amazing what can be achieved with application, focus and business acumen. 

I took time out to travel  further too. To Greece, Turkey, Israel, Egypt, Barbados and of course my beloved Italy. These were vacations....and never alone. It was quite a year for travel. I met Ash in Cambridge UK at a conference about investing into university spin off companies. We 'clicked' immediately. I asked her out for dinner and if it's possible, at my age then, I fell in love for the second time in my life. 

Ash said she fell for me too. We spent time in London in a bit of  a whirlwind, became engaged - the ring came from Aspinalls - flew back to New Hampshire, together, met the family and within a few weeks we were married. Our honey moon took us right around the world over about 5-6 weeks. From New Hampshire to LA then Hawaii. Onto Australia, then New Zealand. From there to Singapore and Hong Kong. Then Italy and London.

In London we started looking for a home, which is how I ended up owning a place in Knightsbridge. Over time and beyond this year, we bought the home in Sandbanks, Poole. I bought an apartment in Paris, a villa in Cannes, a place on Skyros and Carcassonne. I already had the barn near the Dordogne Valley, but as you went your way in 2005 I didn't tell you about it. Add to that, homes we bought here in the US and one I bought separately in Oregon and you have an almost complete picture. There is one other in south Brisbane, Australia a penthouse apartment

Beyond here I will not be writing about my married life with Ash. As you know, if you have read my past blogs, Ash died of cancer six and a half years later. Those years were some of the happiest since losing my first wife. I am an extremely wealthy man, but I won't be remarrying even though I have met and know quite a few women I could easily settle with. 

I'm happy. I have a large family, lots of grandchildren which are a delight and many, many friends and ladies who are equally happy in my company. Once things might have been different with you LL, but you weren't cut out to be a faithful partner in life. I was fond of you once, but seeing how you are now and the odd life you lead, I'm very glad I manipulated you into a position where we parted.

There was and is a Tim, by the way. The man and his colleagues I sent for the jewellery, then called off. He's in France at present...and the baubles are not forgotten, even after all this time. Call it a matter of principle. Something you lack entirely. Sooooo...watch this space, as the saying goes. 

 A last word or two about ambition, drive and focus.

When I was a small boy I wanted to be a farmer. Now I own a horse ranch. Achieved.  Then I wanted to be an explorer. Now I have travelled to world, visited all continents apart from Antarctica, so I would say...achieved. As an older boy, I wanted to fly and join the Navy - achieved. As a man, I wanted to be happily married. I was twice so that was achieved as well. Being financially secure was a bonus, but not the reason I pursued business opportunities after my banking career. The reason was that I wanted to be free to do what I wanted. That has been achieved also.

I can enjoy the company of men, but I enjoy the company of women a lot more. They fascinate me and generally I can read most of them and their ambitions and desires. I read you LL, but I didn't like what I saw...later. As a result I have achieved another of my aims, to spend as much time as possible with beautiful women. Again...achieved.

Finally, family. I have a great one including Ash's family. Four adult children, ten grandchildren and a happier bunch you couldn't meet.

I have achieved in life what I set out to achieve and that makes me a happy and satisfied man. I don't think the same can be said of you. You were risk averse with me and I am guessing risk averse most of your life. Impulsive - you are definitely that. As I have said before though...act in haste, repent at leisure. You certainly did that. You were a coward too. You know what I mean, so I won't explain, but I couldn't believe the way you handled things. On top of everything else it told me all I needed to know about you...and that didn't amount to anything worthwhile.

The thing that amused me most after we had parted was the fact you had second thoughts...and you did. Your remarks back then...in writing...tell me that. You should have stayed, but you were a fool acting on impulse. You had ample opportunities and passed on all of them.

On that final thought I will leave it there.