Mirrors

Draft

Chapter One

There are two cemeteries in the US that are not designated as such. There are no headstones and few know exactly where the deceased are buried.

One is the desert outside Las Vegas and the other, the hills to the east of Los Angeles.

Challis had been closing in on the LA from the east, having taken the tortuous route through the Angeles Forest. There were reasons for that route and why it was important to him. Stopping before the City and just outside the Forest Park, Challis decided to stretch his legs after the long slow drive from the other side of the Rockies. He had headed out of Phoenix three days ago after receiving a phone call.

Ahead of him, Challis thought about how long it would take him to battle through LA's streets to the meeting. Longer than he would wish, but he was in good time and would grab some lunch beforehand. He wandered off road through the pines and away from the traffic which was light, but still there. He headed into a clearing, covered in grass and a few wild flowers. Peaceful enough he thought, found a fallen tree and seated himself. Taking in the forest, the birdsong and the lack of traffic noise was good for the soul. It also cleared his head for the meet.

Straight ahead of him was a stand of pines growing close together. To his left a rocky outcrop. To his right, the LA side and a steep drop. He wandered over to get his first view of the City spread before him. He gazed over in the direction he was going to be headed. Then he looked down the slope.

There just six feet down, but not six feet under, was the body of a man laying face down.

Challis scrabbled carefully down the slope, digging his feet in to prevent him sliding further. The dead guy was in a blazer and tan pants, no shoes. Challis checked his neck for a pulse - none. The rest of his head was surrounded by brush, which covered the reason for a lack of vital signs. Rolling him over two things became apparent very quickly. One shocked him the other didn't.

The guy had a neat hole in his forehead surrounded by gunshot residue. However, the matter that shocked him was that the body he was looking at was John Forder, the man he was meant to meet. Clawing his way back up the sharp incline, Challis stood and brushed himself off. Then he swiftly contemplated what to do next. One thing he had done while examining Forder's body was to remove his wallet and cell phone from his pockets.. There was nothing else of importance.

He made several decisions in a matter of minutes. The first of which was to change cars as soon as possible. It was a hire, so that would be easy and it had been rented under one of Challis's aliases. Second, he would call in the location of the body using a burner phone, of which he carried several. After those two actions. He would set up his base in LA and decide his next course of action. 

The first two went fine, but his course of action was about to be taken out of his hands in a manner he hadn't anticipated...

Further west  a man was in his office anticipating Challis's visit. His name was John Forder.

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.

   

The Young Ones

For LL in the UK

I guess you could call this 'The Younger Ones' as it features a number of younger women. All of them preferred an older man and they made it plain right from the get go.

First up, or is that down, is a sweet lady called Leanne - 2006. I encountered her in Naples, Fl or rather she made herself known to me there at the bar of a restaurant where I was having a JD before my meal. I'm not naïve LL, bar pick-ups are not my scene normally, especially out and about … as opposed to hotels.

We just got to talking while she waited for a girlfriend and we decided to exchange cell numbers. I thought at the time that she was rather young, just over thirty, and that I wouldn't hear from her again. Leanne surprised me. Two days later I received a call from her. I was up in Fort Myers. We chatted some more and she said she would like to see me again...much to my surprise!

I suggested dinner at Barney's in FM and she agreed. Wine, dinner and then she said she had a little too much to drink, so we left her car in the lot out back and drove back along Summerlin to my place. I showed her all the bedrooms and she asked where I slept. I showed her and she said that was where she would sleep too. So we went to bed. Leanne stripped off in front of me and I did the same LL. We made love in that bed you slept in. I loved the irony of it....and Leanne wasn't the first. The first was back in April 2005.

The photo was taken during a morning of 'play' LL and I am sure you can guess why she was offering her pussy up to me in the shot above. It was all to do with my tongue...

Next is Emma also 2006, but this shot was taken back in the UK, not a million miles from my old home in Norfolk LL. Emma was under thirty when I took this but well over twenty. I do know her age of course, but I'll let you guess.

Looking at this now, fourteen years later and thinking that I had shed myself of you just a few months before; makes me wonder why I stuck with you and indeed made love to you. Emma gave me that opportunity and indeed herself and there was no comparison between you and her. 

The photo above was taken in Taverham at her parent's home - they were on a six week visit to Oz - and Emma had posed on their bed! I doubt they ever knew. In fact I know they didn't. Emma and I met via a group of her friends. One of which I had enjoyed a relationship with in 2004 and 2005. then we met in Norwich and then we met at my place, then we met in bed.

Emma told me from the outset that she rated older men far higher than her own age group and she rated me highest of all. Quite an accolade LL...but then you know what I can do for a woman.

Cathy - again in 2006 - but this time in Spain. Over thirty, but not over forty. I took this on our first day there, in Puerto Banus. She was nicely tanned by the time we left. All over - no white bits. I always think red suits blondes and she was a blonde, a natural one.

A little older and I have to say a lot more experienced, an Italian lady called Alessia - 2007. We met in October of that year in Varese a town to the north of Milan. Alessia however, came from Naples and was there on a trip. I was staying in an hotel  - she had rented a villa. She was on her own, I was on my own although I had just finished a shoot for a client in Lugano and was slowly making my way back to Milan.

I guess you could call us ships who passed in the night LL....except we didn't pass we moored up to each other for two nights at her villa.

This si the only photo I have or rather it is the only photo I am going to post on here. To say her body was wonderful and her lovemaking superb, would be a gross understatement. Feast your eyes on her body LL. I did and she wasn't wearing what she is the shot above either.

 

Lisa 2005 had just moved into something you thought I had when I took this shot of her - a new build. All white and bright.

Close to the pub in my old village they had developed what used to be a recreation ground and a number of new homes were built. Lisa had moved into one of them. I met her one day in the early part of 2005 walking back from Shipdham which is a couple of miles east. It was cold and it was raining hard. I spotted her thankfully, as the road is narrow, mainly because she was wearing a yellow coat. She had no umbrella and seemed to be drenched. I offered her a lift, she accepted, reluctantly because she worried about my car. I got a blanket from the trunk and put it on the front seat.

Then she thanked me, told me that she just moved into the village and had a small starter home. Lisa laughingly told me it had a small deposit and a large mortgage. She asked where I lived. This all took place in a just a few minutes because we were soon back in the village. I asked if she would like to see where I lived.  'Like this?' she said LL pointing to her sodden clothes.

I told her it would be fine and I had an Aga. She accepted as she said her heating wasn't on. So, there we were in my kitchen which you knew well. Lisa dripping all over the place on the floor tiles and me helping her out of her wet coat - a hoodie in fact. It was sodden. 

I fetched a hanger put on the clothes horse and placed it to one side of the Aga to dry. Lisa then removed her trousers, to my surprise, but they were wet. She was down to her panties. She asked, she said cheekily, if she could have a shower as she was cold. I took her upstairs, or rather followed her upstairs, which was rather nice. Then showed her my bathroom, gave her the spare white towelling robe and left her to it. My last thing before shutting the door was to ask if she wanted tea or coffee. 

She must have stripped off quickly as she shouted over the noise of the shower that she would like tea. I left her to it and went downstairs to make a coffee for me and tea for her. By the time that was done and ready I could hear that the shower had stopped, so I took both her tea and my coffee upstairs.

I knocked on the bedroom door as best I could, balancing a tray in one hand. Lisa said to come in. She was all showered, glowing from the hot water and wrapped in the white robe I had given her. I'm an observant individual, very observant LL due to past training and I noticed not most but all her remaining clothes in a pile on the chair in the bedroom. That chair incidentally is right her in my home in New Hampshire.

I handed her the tea and sat beside her on the bed with my coffee. We talked. After all we had only just met and I was in my home with a strange woman... a stranger and she was in the home and bedroom of a man she had never met before. She told me I was a nice guy...she said man. I said she was a nice lady. We sipped out tea and coffee and she told me she was single - she had already figured I was - and worked in Norwich. We talked some more until tea and coffee were finished. Then we sat there.

Lisa turned to me and I said, "Here I am in your house, neither of us know each other. You could take advantage of me."  I said I guess I could but I would never do that unless... Lisa replied along the lines of 'Would you like to take advantage of me. I'm still cold and would like to be warmed up'. More than enough innuendo there. With that said she stood, allowed the robe to slide down her body to the floor. Thee was no argument from me LL.

 I stripped off and we both snuggled under the duvet. I had only made the bed a few hours before. She said she wanted to be warmed up and I took her at her word...warming her pussy up with my tongue. She came. I then entered her and we had sex twice and she came twice more. Then we lay there both our bodies entwined. Lisa dozed off for a while and then well after lunchtime we got up. I let Lisa have another shower. She put her clothes back on damp dry as some of them were and I ran her home and waited in my car.

Then we went into Dereham together for a late lunch. That was far from the end of things. She invited me over to her little home for the evening and we sat and drank wine and watched TV. A little kissing and cuddling and then bed...Lisa's. Smaller than my king size so we were 'together', so to speak, almost immediately.

After that we saw each other fairly regularly, wined, dined went to the theatre, the cinema and for walks. I certainly crammed a lot of womanhood into my life back then LL and most of it under forty. Lisa was thirty one then. The photo above was taken at her home. Great body, long legs and lovely breasts. I was happy with all of that and she more than happy with what I did for her.

A chance meeting, circumstances arise and I just go with the flow...most times.

Gemma 2007 in my studio in Boston, Massachusetts. That was the first one I set up over here LL and Gemma was an early subject. Not least because she was a friend and happy to pose in revealing ways in front of my camera. In this shot and on that day she wore just the dress you see - nothing else. There wasn't much point as she was going to pose nude anyway.

We added a few intimate shots as well and a short video. It's surprising how many women like to view themselves having sex and reaching a climax. Gemma was one. Thirty something.

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Michelle in 2008 in France at the back of my Cannes property. A little fun shoot and then something rather pleasant and 'satisfying' in the bedroom. Thirty four and sexy LL. I laugh when I think of all the women that have been and are in my life.... and then think of you.

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Kateryna, near Kiev 2016. Can't say more, won't say more, under thirty over twenty five.

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Donna, California 2017 - A client who wanted these and other shots taken for her own 'amusement' and to be able to recall something that made her happy and very satisfied!

Another lady who believed in the freedom of wearing nothing under her dress LL. There have been quite a few like that, all horny and all wanting a little servicing. Donna lives near Los Angeles, became a client then became a lover. Amazing what the camera does to women as it did to Donna in the sample shots above. What she lacked in the breast department she more than made up for with her...athletics. Small but firm with very responsive nipples.

I see her from time to time mainly for one thing, although it usually stretches to three events each time. Keeps me fit! She was thirty in 2017.

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Lauren  I met in Tennessee in 2009. She was a waitress in a diner I used while staying in Franklin on my way to Kentucky and a horse guy I now know very well.

It was outside the season and the diner was slow, so Lauren started talking to me. Loved the fact I was British by birth, asked if I was visiting, where I was from etc etc. I put her straight and she was surprised to hear I was a US citizen LL. I filtered what I told her about me. Just the same as I filtered what I told you. On the second day there she offered to show me around Franklin. I accepted.

She invited me back to her modest home. We had  a drink and a bite to eat in her kitchen, above. Lauren then asked me to take her to bed and slipped of that checked dress you can just see above LL. I like what I saw very much, tattoo included. It was a no brainer. She led me through to her bedroom wearing just her bra and panties, which she removed while I shed my gear. We made love, had sex whatever you wish to call it. Twice that afternoon then again in the evening.

Lauren pleaded with me to stay the night, but I had to check out early the next morning and drive to Kentucky. I promised to see her on the way back when I headed to Nashville airport. I kept my promise. She didn't have to plead. I spent two nights with her then flew home to New Hampshire. Thirty two and really had some gorgeous 'assets' and some Latin blood. That became apparent when we were in bed LL!! 

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Annette, a French lady I met in Cannes in 2017. These shots were taken way toward the back of my villa there. It's a large plot and this area down behind the wall was out of sight to anyone. Not that the backyard isn't private of course.

Annette is French and she was what I would call a flaunt-er and a tease. She liked to flaunt her body and tease me. I can cope with both. The teasing was fun. The flaunting was very sexy. Taking her photographs was always 'entertaining' and not easy to concentrate on for obvious reasons. Annette would think nothing of posing like she is above after lunch and then lure me into lots of sex during the rest of afternoon. I was only too happy and I made her only too happy as well.

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Louise I met in, or rather near, Syracuse, New York State in 2016. I had already stopped over in Albany and was taking things leisurely on a business trip to Toronto, Canada LL. I didn't stay in a hotel or motel in Albany. I stayed with a friend of the female gender. It's nice not having to sleep alone and I didn't sleep alone that night. I planned to stop off in Syracuse, mainly because I had never been there.

I mentioned this to Alex the lady in Albany and she said she would call her friend Louise, if that was OK with me, as she was sure she could give me a bed for the night. I told her 'Sure, that would be good', and it was. Louise did give me a bed for the night, hers and she was in it with me LL.

I was welcomed quite warmly when I eventually found her place a meal, drinks, chat. She was single and just over thirty like Alex. By mid evening Louise said she was ready to turn in and that is when the 'fun' happened. I'd had a three to four hour drive so was happy to have an early night. We switched off the lights in the kitchen and lounge and I followed her through to the bedrooms. I asked her where I should head. She pointed to a room to my left. Louise went into the bathroom.

My first thought was that I was in her bedroom, not the one she intended. When she reappeared completely naked carrying her dress and underwear, I knew I was where she intended! She threw her clothes on a chair in the corner of the room and crawled onto the bed, her bottom toward me. I stripped. It didn't take an expert to see she wanted to get laid and I was rising to the occasion by the minute. From where I stood I could see juices dripping down from her pussy LL. I guessed she had 'warmed' herself up.

I pulled her toward me, she glanced back to see what was going to enter her then placed her head on the bed while still kneeling. A gasp. Slipping in. Accommodated. Thrusting. Fondling breasts. Erect nipples. Moans. More moans. Liquid noises. Faster she cried. Ohhh, ohhhh, ooohhhh, yes!!! She came.

Turned over. Legs splayed high and wide. In again, slowly. Engorged breasts. Sucking nipples. Mmmm's. More slow thrusts. Then....feel it rising, in her, in me. Both of us come almost at the same time.

Sleep. Wake. Repeat. Leave.

Apparently, LL, my prowess in bed had gone before me with Alex having told Louise about her older lover...me. Louise told me she wanted to find out if it was true. she said it was...and then some. She asked, before I left, if I was coming back from Toronto the same way. I said I was, so.....

The photo above was a parting shot while I was having breakfast in her kitchen. I told her that back in the UK she would be Miss No Knickers. Louise for some reason found that hilarious, so it has become a private joke between us. Yes, she now comes to the ranch from time to time, also over to Nantucket as well. 

Julie in 2009. A divorcee living in London. A divorcee who hadn't had 'it' for quite some time. She was thirty five when I took this photo. A divorcee who was also quite wealthy. She had good taste, good clothes was cultured ...and she was very sexy out of those good clothes.

We met via a party where we were the two singletons. We shared a cab after the party as we had both been drinking and Julie directed the cabbie to her address. I was about to stay in the cab when she took my hand and pulled me out. I can't say I was reluctant LL, because I wasn't. I paid the cabbie and she invited me into her home, ostensibly for a night cap. Her home was approached up a series of stone steps from the small front yard, rather like brownstones over here.

She teetered a little as she negotiated the first step, her dress was one of those figure hugging affairs LL and the heels on her shoes didn't help either. Most of all I guessed it might have been the drink. I was right behind and she finally hit the top step she nearly fell. There was only one thing for it. I put a hand on each buttock and pushed her gently forward. After that she opened the door, she seemed fine. I figured she teetered on the last step on purpose. I was right as she told me later in a warm cocoon on the floor above....

We both entered and I closed the door behind me under instruction to flick the latch and put the security chain on, which I did. When I turned around I found myself face to face with Julie. We locked eyes, then we locked lips. I don't recall our having a night cap, but I do recall vividly sleeping with Julie. She was an animal in bed that night, I guess because she was horny and also hadn't had sex for some time. After she had come three times to my once, we both fell back tired but languishing in the after glow of very satisfying sex. Neither of us recalls much more until I wake up and find Julie about to mount me.

I had an EMHO so she 'wasn't going to waste it', as she put it...and she didn't....twice.

The photo above was taken a few days later also at her place, after another rather lovely afternoon in her bedroom and in her bed and in her, LL.

Karen, Leeds 2005. Location, a hotel room. Just a few photos permitted, but all showing her lovely body and 'assets' LL. I was on my way from your place to stop over and meet someone new that I had been chatting to online. Her name was Jenny.

Karen popped up (rather like I did when I saw her nude!) at the hotel. She had been on a course in Leeds for the company she worked for. She had one more day of it and would then head back to her home in Essex. As luck would have it for her, on the day I was there she finished early - mid afternoon. I saw her come into reception. I was seated in the lounge. I had checked in and then come down again to grab a coffee. I wasn't meeting Jenny until the following day.

I was the only one in the lounge. Looking up from my paper when she came in our eyes met. She smiled, I smiled, then she was gone. About fifteen minutes later she came down and ordered tea. As we were the only two there I said hello. Karen smiled and introduced herself. I invited her to share my table and she did. We chatted, her tea came and we continued talking about why we were both there and a little about ourselves. My given reason for being there was to look at a property. Partially true...it was Jenny's place.

I asked her what she was doing for dinner - she replied that she didn't know yet. I invited her to share the evening with me. To my surprise LL, she agreed. Leeds has or certainly had plenty of good restaurants so we strolled out early that evening to one I had booked. Wined and dined we strolled back. Karen slipped her arm through mine and told me she had really enjoyed the evening. I told I had too.

We headed for the elevator together and she asked which floor I was on. She covered it with her hand LL and just pushed her button and smiled at me. WE stole a quick kiss as the elevator made its way to her floor. Then on arrival she took my hand and led me to her door. Inserting the key card I pushed the door open for her. Karen pulled me in. Not difficult as I was very willing. 

Then, well then, she couldn't wait. Off came her dress and earrings then her bra and finally her panties. I stripped in double quick time as well. Karen threw back the duvet and lay on the sheet beneath facing me. No qualms, no inhibitions she just opened her legs and her petals followed. Between those lips it was moist, almost wet. In moments, my head was between her legs my tongue working her pussy and at least one hand working those gorgeous tits. I got buried in them later when she was on top!!

The following morning we went our separate ways. Karen to her course and then home. Me to Jenny. I eventually arrived home on the Thursday LL. One of the reasons I started spreading out my visits to you, but by no means the main one.

I had left you that Monday. I was in bed with Karen in Leeds that night and spent Tuesday and Wednesday at Jenny's. I think you and I had sex the Sunday night without checking my notes. Busy week for me and I had something lined up for the weekend. Two weeks after meeting Karen I drove over to her place near Chelmsford and stayed a couple of days. After that we had intermittent encounters mainly be cause we had great sex  together.

  

Katherine was a little older than the others above. She was in her forties in 2004 which is when this shot was taken in Richmond, Yorkshire Not the largest boobs in the world but she was quite curvy around the hips. Nice to caress.

We had what might be described as that old arrangement of 'friends with benefits' LL, and it was on my way home. Katherine didn't care what I did when I didn't see her, she just wanted to get laid every now and then. Nice arrangement that lasted into early 2005

Charlotte at a location that was neither her place nor mine, nor my studio. Class makes little difference LL when it comes to getting your needs satisfied and Charlotte was no exception. She owned this apartment (unbeknown to all, but her and me) and we slept there from time to time - together - from late 2007 onward.

At thirty six, in 2008, she looked great LL.

Charlotte was married and bored and not getting what she needed. Where have I heard that before and many times! I guess you could say I stepped into the breach and a very nice and satisfying breach it was too. She had great breasts as you can see. I guess you could say we both served each other although she seemed to need me (inside her) more than I needed her, LL, but then I had other assets to turn to.

Zofia I met in Poland in 2007. I was looking at property in and around Wroclaw. I had driven there from Dresden having moved on from Leipzig, LL. and a couple of photographic episodes

The agent had a number of properties of interest and the prices were pretty darn good especially back in 2007. In the end I didn't buy. My antennae told me the markets in Europe and indeed the US were overblown and were heading for a fall. How right I was.

However, I did look at a number of townhouses. Great architecture and locations. I was accompanied by one of his staff, Zofia, who was one of the few who spoke good English on his staff. Over  the first two days we came to know each other well. She was very interested in my photography, to such an extent she asked if I would take shots of her. 

I took some great shots of Zofia during our property visits the second day -in the streets of Wroclaw, mainly. Later, I took some portrait photos in her apartment. Then I asked her out for dinner. I knew I would only be there until the morning of the third day so I decided to see where things led LL. Zofia was an attractive woman after all and following her up various staircases was rather enticing and had whet my appetite, in a manner of speaking. 

She accepted the dinner date and we had a great evening. I walked her back to her apartment. She invited me in and we had a couple of drinks, side by side on the couch you see above. It seems women are the same (almost) the world over. One exception was the Japanese ladies I met on various visits, but I'll explain that another time.

Zofia invited me to stay the night in her bed and make love to her. I did, we did and we were two very satisfied people. I had the second night with her too, which she told me was even better than the first. Another accolade LL.

As to the photo above Zofia posed for some nude shots on that second morning, but she wouldn't allow any full frontal ones, which was fine by me. The shot above is from that session...there were others. She was thirty three back then in 2007.

I flew from Leipzig on the third afternoon to Florence, Italy courtesy of Lufthansa. 

Lori, she is American, aged thirty four when I took this shot in 2016 on Skyros. She had never been to a Greek island and had only been on one tour of Western Europe in the past. Lori works for me or rather one of our/my companies here in the States.

Given her smile and her 'cheekiness'. I don't think I have to say more do I LL. All I will say is that we had never slept together before that vacation. Now.....well that's another matter!

Jodie lives in California close to LA where this shot was taken in her home, on her bed, late one morning just about eighteen months ago. She's a friend of a friend and likes...well I am sure you can guess what she likes and lots of it LL. Quite the nympho in fact. It happened to be the bedroom last year but it might easily have been bending over the kitchen counter or against the wall somewhere in the house...all of which have happened.

A year older than Lori above, at thirty five. Makes me wonder, when I cast my mind over all the women in my life, why I stayed with a 5' 2" woman with boobs heading south, stretch marks (from having been overweight) and who required early withdrawal.

Jeanne, thirty two and French. This isn't the sea shore, nor is it France as you might expect, but my ranch here in NH. I invited her over, at my expense. Jeanne had never been to the States so it was quite an exciting trip for her. We stayed on the ranch for a bit. She rides, horses as well....! Then Boston, New York and Florida over her two week vacation.

We met in Nice. We had dinner on the many occasions I was and am there. Then about four years ago she asked me to take her to bed in Nice. Since then we meet up fairly regularly and enjoy life and sex. Jeanne has a lovely body LL with nice firm boobs and a shapely figure, plus very full lips....

The rather sexy shot above was taken by my lake last summer. She had gone in there in the nude to cool off. I happened to have that shirt in the lodge and gave it to her...to cover her modesty and in fact she looked sexier in it than out of it. Hence the photo.

Sarah, 2009 Carcassonne. On vacation from London. We have been bedroom partners for quite a few years now, apart from the six years I was married to Ash. This shot was taken a year before Sarah married aged thirty. Two years and a bit later she was divorced and asking for me, to my surprise. I was married then LL and had been for nearly four years. I had to turn down Sarah's wish to make love to her, to make her feel secure as she put it. We remained in touch.

After Ash sadly passed away we got together again in London. She was thirty six then, I think. She leads a normal life but hasn't remarried, yet. We still meet up when I am over that side of the Pond and we sleep together. Some things and some people improve over the years and Sarah is one of them. Our sex is better than it has ever been and I have a lot to compare her with. With the virus, this year is the longest we have been apart, but that will be rectified soon...

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