My Journal 12/27/2008 - Goodbye Snow Hello Sunshine Hello My Sexy Friends, Lots to tell but before I do I just wanted to let you know that I will be heading to Tampa, home and available for playtime there. I'll be in the Sunshine State and back in residence, sans clothing, tomorrow, the 18th until the 26th when I return to Connecticut. Actually, I haven't minded the cold. Oh, I have been uncomfortable at times but I'm determined not to let it get the best of me. I have a really warm coat with a hood. Faux fur lined. I probably look like the Michelin Tire Man but when it's in the 20's and the wind is gusting so hard I'm almost blown over who cares how you look. You just want to stay warm. Last evening I was going to head out for a drink and dinner. I bundled up and when I opened the outside door I stepped into snowfall. Cold, white snow coming down at a good clip. I pulled my hood up but it was obvious that I'd be soaked through, where the coat didn't cover, by the time I reached wherever I decided to dine. I made a corporate decision. I turned around and went back up to my apartment. I have food and beverages and it's a whole lot drier. The snowfall was beautiful though. I look out over a courtyard, through the bare tree branches. You could see the snow falling in front of the gas light like lights, nestling on the evergreen branches, all with a backdrop of the tall condo they are building behind us. Every floor is lit with multiple lights and it was a beautiful tableux in a snowy winter evening. So, what have I been up to? Not a whole lot but thankfully enough to keep me from going mad. I took a short trip up to Albany NY last week. Tuesday overnight, Wednesday morning to see Albany friends. I had thought I was going to be partnered with sexy Sara of Albany but I had my dates mixed up. Oh well, the hotel was already booked and I had texted my hot friend who works in a nearby restaurant. We were already burning up the satellite with our hot communication. I'd met him in September when I went home for my class reunion. We'd had a couple of racy evenings after he finished work. Adorable guy. Late thirties, beautiful suited and groomed for his management roll. Originally he approached me. This time I contacted him and he sounded eager for my return. It was an easy drive up and I checked in around 2pm. It was a bitter cold day and very windy. I was planning to have a drink at the bar in the hotel and then walk to the new Brown Derby a block of so away. At the bar I started a conversation with a very sharp gal from Atlanta. Too cold out and too interesting to leave so I stayed put for dinner. I will contact her again. You know how that is. You meet someone that you just click with? My psychic friends says that you probably met them in a past life. That makes sense to me. Don't roll your eyes guys. Years ago I would have. I'm not so limited in my view of life any more. Too many things have happened in the past 9 plus years to keep me hidebound to all my old beliefs. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my sexy friend. We had agreed to be discreet but we would text back and forth the whole time. After my gal pal left we agreed for a quick kiss upstairs. Yeah, he received more than a kiss. How about a lick and a promise? I went back down, finished my after dinner drink and headed back upstairs to freshen up, light the candles and read until he could leave. I'd given him a room key just in case I dozed off. He texted to say he was finished early and on the way. Reunions are so much fun aren't they? You have an idea of what to expect and what the other person enjoys. And, there is some trust so perhaps you delve a little deeper in the area of fantasy. I know we did that evening. After, in the pillow talk twilight, we spoke of what we wanted from life. He's seemed to be honest about who he is and what he wants. I try to be the same. We'll continue to be occasional playmates but that will be it. And that is just fine. He's not one of those guys who just wants a one night stand. He appreciates me as a woman and the experience I bring to our encounters. Why not enjoy that again when there are no strings? Most guys just want the next conquest and have no desire to appreciate a fine encounter more than once. Even with no strings. Seems silly to me but that is how it seems to be. I think it's because they think there WILL be strings if they meet again. It wasn't a terribly fruitful trip but I did see two old and loved friends. I would have been twidling my thumbs in CT so it was still very worth my while to head upstate. And, I got to play and catch up with these two. Always great fun to see a favorite friend. When I returned to CT it was quiet. Thursday, I needed to do some Christmas shopping, go to the library, etc so I stopped at one of the local hangouts for a Stella. As I sat down the gal next to me said hello. We chatted for a while about New Year's Eve festivities in our town. I had thought there was to be a first night celebration. If I had no date it was my plan to attend that. She said, "my husband always works New Year's Eve, I'll go with you." Well that sounded great. As we were chatting, this good looking younger man sat down on the other side of her. I noticed they were kind of snuggled together. I thought, "Hmmm, what's up with that?" I could tell he was checking me out. He was more than obvious about it. She had to go find her husband and would return. He and she left and I sipped my beer and chatted to someone on my left who had taken her seat. I had met him when I first visited the pub in October. One of those guys who will probably never have a girlfriend. Good looking but on some other planet. The young guy returned, Michael, I'll call him, without Risa. She had to head home. He was eager to chat and in the course of our conversation the mystery of the two of them was solved. Some ten years previously, her husband had asked him to take his wife out as he had to work nights so often. So, for all that time, he has been her date and her lover. With the husband's approval. Finally, I had met someone in conservative New England who was on the same page. Michael was single, in his forties, and seemed to be the local stud service for a number of women. He could hardly sit still, describing all his naughty ways. When I told him I had an adult website I thought he was going to have a heart attack. I gave him my card and he left to go home and get on his computer. He lived a block away. I left to head home and prepare dinner. In the background I heard someone calling my name. I turned and it was Michael, running after me, coatless and asking me to wait up. He'd been on my site already and wanted to know if I would like to go to Risa's for a tree decorating party. That evening. You just know when someone is harmless and it sounded like fun so I said yes. We went back to drop off my packages and then on to his place to await his ride to Risa's. One of his other girls was picking him up. I am NOT making this stuff up. She was an adorable petite gal who had been seeing him for almost the same amount of time. I had plucked a bottle of champagne out of my fridge to bring to the party. At Risa's, I was greeted with a warm hug. Michael went off to buy more beer and she and I chatted while we toured her lovely home. Her tree was in the corner of a beautiful living room, decorated only with lights. Folks were arriving and I was introduced around. More of Michael's playmates. He returned with beer, shrimp, cheese, etc. He's one of these guys that just has to give. In a way, he's a submissive and I began to understand his appeal to all these women. He was there at their beck and call and an absolute gentleman. Pretty easy on the eyes too. He was telling everyone about my site so cards went around. Champagne toasts, food on the sideboard, a fire burning and conviviality amidst old, sexy friends. It all reminded me of my life at the nudist resort. Alternate lifestyles for folks not afraid to step out of the conservative New England box. I'd found some new friends and it was lovely. The decorations came up from the basement and instructions for where things went began. I was in my glory. I LOVE decorating for Christmas even though it was someone else's home. As the evening progressed it happened that I was the one who decorated Risa's tree. Ropes of garland made of pearls and red berries and red bows completed the decorations. She preferred just a little bit on her tree. I would have gobbed it up with all kinds of ornaments, doodads, if it had been mine but she was pleased with the result. (My own tree is all decked out in........well of course, RED. Red lights, beautiful ornaments,Santa's I collect, pheasant feathers and lots and lots of jeweled garland and stuff. Is it gaudy? Maybe to you it would be but I love it and that is all that matters.) It was getting late, my allergies with giving me fits and Michael's other playmate offered to take us home. All the way home she made fun of him, no way was he gettin' any, lalalala so when she dropped me off I figured ole Michael was not going to get laid. He'd already seen three ladies that day so it wasn't as if he was deprived. I found out the next day that she relented for a quickie. Man, oh man, who says life is a coincidence. Michael has become a member of exposed and I swear he must have a blister on his hand from all the time he says he's been watching. We met for a drink again Sunday. He had a date with an adorable 24 year old gal that I met. That's all he had that night though. I have a feeling he's not quite her type. But, gallant gentleman that he is, he treated her to an excellent meal and said goodnight as she drove off to NYC to party with her girlfriends. He wasn't deprived though. He told me he'd already seen his stripper girlfriend and was probably going to see her again later that evening. He wears me out just hearing about his exploits so that says something doesn't it? Monday was a great day. Two old friends came a calling so I was able to get rid of some of the horniness that had accumulated. Plus, my first midday caller is one of my favorite gents. We've been playing for 5 and a half years. He was early thirties when we first met. Now, 37 plus. One of those dynamos you meet in life. The tall, handsome, boy next door who looks like an angel but is such a bad, bad boy. For some reason, I make him crazy and I have a feeling he'll be visiting me even when I'm an old lady. The chemistry is mutual. Isn't that lovely? I'll write more in a couple of days about my Saturday last weekend. I had a date in New York City with someone from my past. It deserves a special entry. He's an amazing man and I had a wonderful time. He wants to see me again and again. We'll see if that happens or not. I do hope so. Life is good. Your Very Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 12/09/2008 - Threesomes for Everyone Hi My Friends, It's sure nice to know that you are reading the journal already. So, in response to a query I just had, YES, I do have a beautiful MILF friend for those of you who enjoy a girl/guy/girl threesome. She's www.mrsrobinsin.com and she's another beautiful mature provider in the Metropolitan NY area. If you'd like to see the two of us you would need to make those arrangements through me and well in advance. Just double my donation. That would be your gift for an encounter of a lifetime. If you are looking for a little variety I'd recommend her highly for a one on one encounter. She rarely sees new friends so make sure and tell her that I recommended her for your private tete a tete. She is absolutely first class. It looks like my male friend will be "officially" available after the first of the year. However, for those of you or you and your S O who are interested before then, check with me and I'll see about his availibility during the Holidays. It's a busy time for all and he has a hectic schedule between now and the end of the year. If you didn't realize this, I do entertain couples. All you have to do is head to Annekexposed, take the free tour and the pics are there to back that up. I do NOT have a TS available for threesomes. That is also something that intrigues me and I've entertained the idea in the past. That's a dicey area for many reasons and I'm sure, you get why. IF you know of one who likes to work with women and is STD and drug free please contact me. I'll only take references from old friends in this matter. I'd love to share my friends with a beautiful TS but I want to make sure she is absolutely first class in all respects. Yes, I am a very kinky girl. I like a lot of scenarios that I'd probably never write here. But, those of you who know me, know them. Life is too short to limit yourself to plain vanilla in my opinion. I am NOT into pain and humiliation though. Never! So, don't even ask. A little light spanking, perhaps some very sensual domination or bondage but that's about the extent of my dom skills. Cross dressing and feminization are fun but not in a demeaning way at all. I'm a lover not a fighter and I find humiliating folks very distasteful. I can tell them what to do though and have NO problem taking charge or being the sexual agressor. That's the bossy Leo in me. I boss politely though. LOL It's great to be back here. Life is good. Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 12/08/2008 - I Am Back Hello My Friends, It's great to be back with the journal. So much has happened since I last wrote and most of it fabulous. Of course, life always has it's little glitches but it would be boring if it were perfect weren't it? My apologies for the absence but it was necessary. Too much very public and national scrutiny on this location necessitated a cooling off period. In the future, I'll have to be even more circumspect in my adventures. You can count on my still having them though. Oh, where to begin? But, before I do I have to apologize the second time for this whole site being down since sometime late Thursday. Someone else had the domain name registered and we could not transfer it and reinstate the name until a series of administrative actions occurred. Obviously they have and we are back. The domain name will now be in my name so you can bet your sweet bippy I'll make sure it's always current. So what's the big news? I've reestablished my harem. Added a new lover. Been to Kansas City and back to see a dear friend. Taken the train to New York City several times. Done a new porn shoot there too. Had an unorthodox Thanksgiving. Watched our own version of the Macy's Day parade and today, enjoyed Santa Claus rappelling down the side of one of the tallest buildings in my city. And, enjoyed world class erotic adventures more than once. I've been single 9 1/2 years now. That first year I turned that corner in my life saw me on the internet, romancing the daylights out of the younger man. I started with AOL dating, met two very dear friends and then went crazy on yahoo dating for some time. When I moved to Tampa in 2003 I decided to estabish a harem. One playmate didn't seem to be enough. After all, I'd been married so long and there was SO much catching up to do. That fall of 2003 I met someone very special and we fell in love. We met on a swinger's dating site so there was no talk of monogamy. In fact, his request for a present that first Christmas was a list. He asked me to list the top 20 lovers I'd had that year. Details and pictures please. I came up with 15. (There were more. It was getting too long) He was delighted. And, so each week he'd ask for a harem report. Well, over the years and this new profession the harem went by the wayside. Why in the world would I need one when I was so busy traveling the world and frolicking with gentlemen of all ages wherever I toured? That love affair had ended long before. We had drifted apart, due to my profession, distance, his marriage, family but we had stayed in touch long after it burned out. The communication ended altogether after some nasty comments on his part a year ago. So I said, NO more married men as lovers. Well, that works in theory but let me tell you, there aren't that many single men around who want to be lovers. One night stands.........take a number. However it has seemed a little crazy to do that when I have all the good loving I need in my profession. So, I stopped dating civilians too. So, how will I meet those lovers? Well, it seems they find me. I was in New York City in the middle of November. I had paid a "visit" to a friend from out of town and had some time before the next express train headed north. At 10pm at night Grand Central and the restaurants around it close down. I hadn't had dinner and everyplace I went was closed except this Mexican restaurant across the street. Not my first choice but it would do. I sat down and ordered a Dos Equis and a quesadilla or something. I hadn't been there a couple of minutes when this nice looking guy plops himself down right next to me. "What are you drinking. I think I'll have one of those. What are we having for dinner?" I looked at him and laughed. The bartended said to him "are you buying dinner?" The guy says "Yes." I'm aghast. I mentioned, "you just sat down." He introduced himself and that was it. We had a beer and dinner each and damned if he didn't buy dinner. In the course of introductions and flirting I found out he was taking the same train home. Yes, he was married. Yes, he's a very naughty boy. And yes he was charming as hell and I was enjoying every minute of his audacity and charm. I was ready to flirt and we did that all the way home on the train, sitting close together and chattering away like magpies. He kept trying to get me to disembark at his stop so he could drive me home. No way I was gonna let that happen that night but I did promise to email him the next day. Emails flew back and forth and I agreed to meet him for lunch in the city that next week. We met in an upscale Cuban restaurant and discussed what we enjoyed. There would be no expectations of a serious relationship but there were plenty of expectations for experimenting with lots of naughty scenarios. We left the restaurant and stopped in an Irish pub for a beer. He wanted me to sit next to him rather than across from him. Yes, I was examining the merchanise under the table and I think the servers knew it. We weren't obvious but it doesn't take much imagination to figure out someone is groping someone else. We planned to meet that Saturday for playtime. He called me Friday to mention the time of arrival and ask me if I'd like it if he brought the fixings for hot toddies. I said sure. I can't remember the last time I'd had one of those. The phone rang at noon on Saturday and I walked down to let him in. We kissed in the elevator and I could tell he was already aroused. I know I was. Trixie and Boom Boom were at attention. When I closed my door we embraced and he was rock hard. But, like two grown ups we parted and he headed to my kitchen to make the drinks. Very tasty but we both had other refreshments in mind. Now, I'm not going to go into the bedroom explicit details but I will say that this cutie is one sexual dynamo. And I've been with a few in my time. He gets hard and he stays hard and he has multiple orgasms just like I do. And we fit.......well. It's not often you find someone you have a chemistry with and they are a wonderful lover. He knows and appreciates that he has met a rare woman. One who shares his erotic desires and one who doesn't want to tie any strings on him. I found a lover who is also a gentleman, willing to do lunch or dinner occasionally and to be around more than once. It works and we've played twice. I'll call him Tom here and I'm looking forward to many kinky adventures with him in the future. Swing clubs, strip clubs, who knows what we'll try. I'm heading home to Tampa December 18th-26th. The condo still isn't repaired and I feel as if I need to go back and get things in order. I really don't want to leave but it will be good to have a change of pace. I've been in too many clothes for too long now. Can't wait to get naked and jump in the conversation pool with Frank the Hunk, Ron and Keri and all my friends at the nudist resort. I'm planning on New Year's back up north. Worst case, I do the first night celebration our city is offering. It would be fun to be with YOU on New Year's Eve though. Let's raise a glass together to celebrate the New Year. I'll make it a first class and yet affordable evening if you are so inclined. Just give me a call if we've met before or complete my appointment page or send me an email if we have not. Speaking of that, please note the rollback of my donations this week. Things are tough. I don't want to make it tougher for us to be together. Still VIP, limited availibility but back to the old donation. Do check when you have time. Of course, old friends, you always were grandfathered anyway. Folks I've met since I raised them....they will be lower next we meet. Something else new will be added to the menu of delights. I've long wanted a male companion for threesome and for other couples. I've never found one suitable or first class. Seems he found me this past week. I received a lovely email from this gentleman who lives close by. He's been in the biz part time the last few years and was wondering if I'd like to partner up. His attached pic was sizzling. No kid. 40's, fit, experienced and open minded. He's been very under the radar these past years so you probably would not know who he is. We agreed to meet for lunch this past Friday. I have to say I was impressed. He loves meeting his female and couple friends as much as I do my gents and couples. The good news is that we are attracted to each other. We are going to have a "try out" soon to see if we click. I think we will if we proceed. I know I was aroused driving home. He said he had a hard on all the way home too. What will offer? Erotic shows for sure. Some folks just like to watch. Whether or not you want to join in is up to you. LOTS of possibilities here and all of them very exciting and lots of fun. We'd want you to have the time of your life. I'll keep you posted if it works out. I hope so. If it does, I'll post some discreet photos of him here in my gallery and on my ads. You will not see his face but he IS a handsome man. I'm loving my new incall. Enjoying the urban lifestyle and it's convenience and the closeness and ease to NYC. I am a bit homesick for friends but when I make new ones here that will ease. In the meantime,decorating my incall and you, my sexy boys are keeping me occupied. Life is good. Kisses, Anneke 12/01/2008 - The Journal WILL be back soon. Hi Friends, Just a quick update to let you know that we'll be putting the journal back up within the week. I am fine. It was just the time to be a bit less IN YOUR FACE right now. If you'd like to know what's up and we've met and/or you are on my mailing list, eme and I'll fill you in. www.annekexposed.com is still adding new updates twice weekly if you need a little fixxx. Still as naughty and sassy as ever. In the meantime, mind yourself and remember... Life is good! Lots of Kisses, Anneke 11/14/2008 - Journal On Hold Hello My Friends, The journal is coming down for a little bit. Eme and I'll let you know why. My apologies and my kisses until I return. And......I WILL return. Smiles and Soft Kisses, Anneke 11/02/2008 - Goodbye My Friend Hello My Dear Friends, This will be short but in a way it's a mini eulogy for another dear hobbyist friend who passed away this weekend. That is 3 of my friends that I have lost in the past 14 months. And he's gone to join one of them. She was the love of his life. As one of my other provider gal friends said, "he died of a broken heart". Is that possible? In his case it wouldn't surprise me. Everytime we met we spoke of her. We laughed, we cried, we listened to things that he had recorded of her, looked at photos and tried to make some sense of why he had finally fallen so deeply in love so late in life to have it taken away from him. Well, now he's gone to join her. And High and Tight. They too had spoken. It's a small knit community if you don't already know that and we care about each other. I know this for sure. I hurt tonight as do so many of his friends. But....I know this too. He's finally with her again and that brings me a small measure of comfort. Rest in peace my friend. Love Always, Anneke 11/01/2008 - Kilts Bagpipes Halloween and Salem Mass Hello My Sexy Friends, It's been a very interesting week for me. In fact, I fact, all weeks are interesting for me. Some are just more interesting than others. Last weekend was a a "break" in the appts and time to relax and regroup. I got a lot more projects completed at the new incall but I also made time to get out and about. I am now located in a very beautiful part of the country and I don't want to miss the opportunity to explore it. I tied on my sneakers and along the way I enjoyed the weather, the exercise and the scenery. I passed a beautiful church up on a hill, nestled in the woods. The foliage was glorious and the church looked amazing. All stained glass windows IN the roof. I thought, hmmmm..maybe tomorrow? I was on a dual mission. Exercise and Hercules hooks at Bed, Bath and Beyond up the road. I found my hooks and walked back toward home. I stopped in a neighborhood pizza place to have lunch. As I started to chat with the owner about the state of the economy and the length it will take to recover, the gentleman on my left, joined in. The owner thought it would be 6 months before things straightened out. I expressed my doubts and my seat mate neighbor concurred. He was in investment banking. I guess he'd have a good idea. So, we started to chat and I couldn't help but notice his accent. Guess where? Yep..........Ireland. Dublin before his relocation to my new home town. He was reading the Irish times. We swapped Dublin tidbits and agreed that we'd probably run into each other at an Irish pub a couple of doors up when rugby season began. It seems there are several other folks who enjoy the sport and it's a fun place to spend an afternoon that time of year. I love watching rugby. It absolutely cracks me up when they all pile on top of the ball carrier in the scrum. The next thing you know......whoop...out comes the ball from the bottom of the pile. It's still in play but it has to be received "down" the field. I laughed myself silly the first time I saw a match. It was in Edinborough almost 3 years ago now. Once, again, there was that Celtic connection that always seems to appear in my life. So, something else to look forward to. We said good day, I went on home and showered, changed and headed out for more errands. Finally, at 9:30 that evening I walked down to a another local restaurant for dinner. Yes, I can cook and yes I had food in my fridge. But, I had been IN so much the past week that I knew I had to get OUT and amongst others. Since it was later, the restaurant was fairly quiet. The bartender found another stool and I ordered dinner at the bar. Lovely meal, lovely wine, a bit too quiet but still relaxing. Then the owner stopped by to introduce himself and buy me a glass of wine. Really nice guy. Divorced and as often happens, he began telling me about his life. I'm not real sure why this happens ALL the time. Perhaps I'm approachable because I am the older woman. And I genuinely enjoy people. I guess that comes across and folks feel at ease to tell me things they've never told anyone else. So, when he asked what I did, I told him I had an adult website. All the other folks I've met in my new location get the "other" story. Music related career. Turns out he was really interested but more so because I was the kind of woman who was comfortable talking about sexual topics. He didn't have to pretend. He said he'd like to share a bottle of wine with me sometime and I said cool. I also said, that doesn't guarantee a thing. He said, cool. For both of us, friendship was predominant on our minds although he admitted he was attracted. He said he'd call the next day. I sat the alarm for church and by 9:55 I was walking up the hill for worship. As soon as I started up the hill I heard a sound that filled my heart. Bagpipes. I have to tell you that I actually clutched my chest as my eyes filled with tears. I don't know WHAT there is about the pipes but they grab my inner being everytime. I'm sure being a musician most of my life has a lot to do with that response. Also, there IS that Celtic connection. I hurried up the hill, now anxious to hear where they were coming from. I was entering the side of the church so as I arrived in what is called the vestibule I looked out the front door. There, in front of the steps, was a full contingent of pipers, in full dress. Kilts, bear hats, the works. Now, I'm desperately trying not to make a fool of myself by weeping. I head into the church and as I hastily look at the program I see it's Scottish Sunday. Well, I am was a member of a Scottish based church. I've never experienced this before and I've been in a lot of them over the years. I'm not going into identifying detail here. Discretion dictates that I give this place some anonymity. But, I will say that this was one of the MOST powerful services I've ever experienced in my life. I heard the pipes wind up and they all processed in to Scotland the Brave. It was a beautiful, full tilt, high liturgical service ending with another processional by the pipers to Amazing Grace. I think I almost lost it totally then but somehow, sang all verses through the tears. After the benediction, they recessed to Scotland the Brave again. I wasn't the only one with tears in my eyes. One speaker said they were Puerto Rican and couldn't understand why the pipes elicited the same response. You either love them or you hate them. Through all of this, the ceiling did not fall in on me. Some of you might be appalled but I felt even more thankful for where I am in life. Some may call the profession sinful. Most do. So is lying, cheating on your taxes, treating your neighbor, spouse, coworkers, unkindly, etc. etc. I know that "You know Who" doesn't rank sin. So, I was in good company. There was a church full of us sinners. But, that is what the church is for. Sinners. So, I was in a good place. Refreshed, confessed and renewed I returned to my car and headed up one of the back streets. I saw...Nail Salon..and a big OPEN sign. So, I whizzed in there, found a great place,even on a Sunday and had my nails expertly done. Check one more item off the list. Then I cruised around beautiful neighborhoods and found a Natural Foods Store. A couple more stops and I was home around 5:30pm. My restaurant friend had called early in the day to say he'd gone to Xposed. He'd call later. He hadn't yet called but I wasn't concerned. So, when the phone rang a bit after my return, I was suprised it was him. He said he'd just finished an event dinner and would I like to come over to the restaurant. "Sure", I replied. I had a couple of emails to take care of, so I changed out of my church suit and into jeans and walked over. He let me in and we walked upstairs where he was watching one of the football games. He had a table all set for us and said, "I hope you are hungry, I've prepared us dinner." I have, never, ever had anything like that happen before. I was so impressed and appreciative. We sat and watched the game, just the two of us in the closed restaurants, talking about life, families and love. He dropped me off at my apartment and gave him a little peck on the lips. My apartment was a mess, packages piled up from shopping and not ready to take it any further. We've spoken a couple of times. Neither of us is the type that we are looking for in a relationship. I'm much older than the girls he dates. But, friendship is on the menu I think. And, if it's friendship with benefits, that might be cool. I'll keep you posted. I wasn't as busy this week as last but almost. And, I have to give the Thunder Boomer Award of the week to one adorable new friend who came a calling. It was one of those, "instant chemistry" dates. I just love it when that happens. I hope he calls again. Maybe my heart will stop with the next Thunder Boomer but what a way to go. You know the French call it, "la petite mort". The little death. They aren't far wrong. I headed up to Salem on Thursday afternoon. I really didn't want to leave but I have an appt. this afternoon with a beloved friend in the Boston area. And, it looks like that's all is going to happen in that arena. But, the main reason I came was last night. Halloween in Witch City, Salem. I finally got into my costume and a cab at 4:30pm. I was a Corrections Officer. You can see that get up on AnnekeXposed. I added a black belt with Dom paraphenalia hanging off of it. Appropriate don't you think? Traffic was already backed up heading into Salem. Most folks were dressed up and as I reached the main area the Samhein celebration had started. The witches and warlocks processed by us all, chanting a very eerie melody. I was going to follow them to the park to see what was up but I had one of those, "nah" moments and headed to a local pub. It was jammed and I chatted with a gang of four older guys in leather. I laughed out loud when they said they were the "Wild Hogs". We had some fun chatting and then I went on my way to explore more of Salem. Very charming town and it's obvious that they revel in their psychic reputation. Everywhere you look there are seances, readings, etc. going on. In fact, these folks are licensed by the city of Salem. The people take this seriously. I was interested in having a reading but waited until the right opportunity presented itself. I walked into a bookstore and knew this was it. I had to wait about 15 minutes for "Mary Beth" but that was fine. When she greeted me she asked for something personal of mine to hold. I gave her my watch. I shuffled the tarot cards and chose 10. The second one to appear was the skeleton, which signifies a lot of things, death for one, but it also means change. Except for her telling me I was going to Arizona and my son was also, the gal was right on. It's amazing how accurate these readings are. I'd given her no info but she saw all of you around me. It wasn't until I "splained" that it made sense to her. LOL You are probably thinking, what a whack job this woman is. Church one day, Salem, witches and psychics a few days later. No,,,all that means is that I'm a spiritual person who is open to whatever goodness life brings. And, there is a lot of goodness out there for me AND for you. To my thinking, the psychic is like going to the therapist, they just confirm what you've already decided. And, that is what she did. This was the right move. I am in the right place at the right time and I can't wait to seeing where I'm going. Life is good! Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 10/23/2008 - Tired Sore and Happy or How I Survived the Move Hello My Sexy Friends, I am now an official part time resident of Connecticut. The movers finally arrived Monday afternoon. I can't say it was one of the most positive experiences of my life but I got through it. And, I'm $500 poorer for it. On top of the quoted costs. Yes, in the end, they ripped me off and broke most of my best crystal. Since I did the packing it doesn't matter that they loaded my furniture on TOP of the boxes that had the crystal in it. Swear to God. I stood there a week ago and watched and cringed. I'm not going to go into all that happened. You've been hearing enough negative stuff from me lately. Instead, lots of positives. I love my new incall location. The area is perfect and the incall is great. Seems folks were waiting so I've been busy from Monday. However, stuff has to get done and I've decided that I am limiting my availability to only 1-2 sexy guys each day. That will be true after I get organized also. I want to keep the service level high, the traffic low and me horny. Too many folks make all the above impossible. Well, maybe the horny part will be the same but let's face it, after too many, my body has had it even if my mind and my p---y is still raring to go. So it's been an exciting week. Sis and I drove down Saturday to take possesion and drop off some clothes. Sunday I ran around getting "stuff" for the place and Monday we both drove down again to meet the movers. She is such a great gal. She just pitches right in and gets stuff done. I could not have done it all without her. And, I miss her. Although I wasn't around all the time this last summer and fall, touring took me away, we still spent a lot of time together. Never ONE disagreement. I think we both know when to back away and we love and accept each other exactly as we are. I'm very blessed to have a sister who is also my best friend. The weather has turned chillier the last couple of days but I haven't minded it at all. In fact, I've loved wearing slacks, sweaters, cool jackets, trendy scarves, etc. Heck, I've been too busy to barely notice. Thank you guys. You've been keeping me VERY occupied. I'm interested in taking latin dance lessons AND taking a Zumba exercise class. Thank you Google search. I found a dance studio about 2-3 blocks from me where I can do both. Another benefit to city living. I decided to stop all the diet medication and crank up the workouts. It's going to be even more of a struggle but I'm not going to be in Tampa and I can't take pills forever. Even though they were not amphetamines they still can't be good, long term. So, everything carbohydrate and sweet seems to want to jump in my mouth. Don't worry darlings....I'm not going to put it all back on. But, it's not going to be easy. However, I'm worth it. It's not just about looks it's about good health too. I felt that taking the dance/zumba classes/lessons would be a good way to meet folks socially in a new town. It's not expected that my client/friends are going to serve that purpose. You hobby because there are NO strings so I'm not about to start tying them on you. I am having a blast decorating the new digs. So, if anyone wants to bring a gift when they visit, Home Depot, Crate and Barrel, Pottery Barn and especially Restoration Hardware gift cards would be appreciated. I'm on a decorating kick that I'm lovin' and I want to do it right. No overstuffed, overdone nicknacks every where. The first project is painting and I'm looking for a painter for my living/kitchen/bathroom/bedroom. Oh, not all at once but I would like to get the living/dining/kitchen room done. It's all white with beige carpet. Hohum.........boring. I can paint perfectly well, I just don't want to. Any painters out there? Break time would be very fun. Or, how about painting in the nude? Life is very good. Kisses, Anneke 10/18/2008 - Turning the corner and looking forward to my new life in Connecticut Hello My Friends, I am in the middle of the move. Heading to CT tomorrow with clothes and shoes and small things. The moving van arrives Monday or Tuesday. I am so excited and even the crazies are not going to ruin it. However, I AM going to comment on them tonight. But before I do I want to say that it was a wonderfully beautiful and cooler day in the Northeast. The color is still gorgeous and I am enjoying nature's generous paintbrush everywhere I go. Thank you to Mother Nature for her generosity in sharing her beauty with all of us. But, the full moon is on the wan and the hypocrites are coming out in force. I logged in to Yahoo messenger and made myself available tonight. Something that doesn't happen often. Immediately I was IM'd by someone who said they were from Dublin. We had the courtesies, the oh when are you coming back, oh, why aren't you coming back, oh why are you prejudiced against Dublin, you are legendary, lalalala. The conversation continued but under it all I detected a tone of meanness. I just sat back and waited for the other shoe to drop. It came out in full force when I was asked if my family knew what I did for a living. I said yes and that they supported me. Aghast he was. And then it started. It seems it's okay to talk to an escort but it's not okay to accept the lifestyle that they choose and to consider it "honorable". When that word is mentioned, the true spirit emerges. How could I possibly think that to be true? You know what buckos? I think folks in this profession are a hell of a lot more honest about who they are and what they do than some of those who partake of it. Fortunately, most of my friends here are NOT of that mindset. Thank you my sweeties. You know who you are. Do NOT try to make those who offer it feel small because you need/want it. Talk about guilt! Yep...........you have it and you think you can pass it to the companion and be blameless. They are whores. And how could a whore ever be worth any consideration? How laughable and how hypocritical. THAT is only one of the reasons I don't return to Ireland. Really sick of the Catholic guilt. I have nothing against the Catholic church. I just can't handle the so called Catholics who want to see us and then want to make US feel bad because they feel guilty because they enjoy doing so. I'll stay in the good old U S of A and deal with you know who, thank you. Still....... Life is very good. Your VERY Naughty girlfriend and proud of it, Anneke 10/12/2008 - Busy and upset but I will get over it. Hello My Friends, I'm in Tampa tonight. My son picked me up at the airport yesterday and we headed home to the resort. . He's going to help me with the move and with the repairs to my little condo. Yeah.... I leave my clothes on while he's here. I can't remember if I told you that I found water damage when I was here over Labor Day weekend. Someone was remodeling on the floor above me and did not cap off the plumbing when they took out the kitchen sink. Water flooded down through the walls to the floors below and seeped under my hardwood floors. When I walked in the door that weekend, the floors were curling up. I was sick. After I found out what happened I talked to friends and I contacted my insurance conpany the next day. They sent an adjuster out before I had to head back to the northeast. They have made a generous offer for the work that will need to be done. My son is very handy and he'll do it for me. Yesterday he ripped up half the hardwood floor. Yes, the mold was starting even though I'd had a dehumidifier running every day round the clock since I'd left. Today, he tore down the wall that was damaged. We found mold on the sheetrock too. I also have to replace kitchen cabinets that were damaged so it's going to take some work to get my "used to be lovely" place back to lovely. However, that's not why I'm upset. Some of you know that I am on a review site and over the years I've had over 150 always very favorable reviews. As a mature provider, I don't expect 9's and 10's for appearance. We always get rated against younger women in appearance. Is that fair? I don't know but that's how it is. Usually, I get 7's and 8's. Fair I think. However, this current page of reviews has 4 6's. That equates to ...........nice. One 6 is okay. But 2 is scary, 3 is not good at all and 4, in my opinion is bad. It does affect my business and I also think it prejudices each new reviewer. If HE says I'm an 8 or 9 in looks than he's thinking he looks like he's being less than honest and tends to rate lower. I've observed that reviews seem to follow the "lemming to the sea" approach. If everyone else is doing it I must so. However, I am now starting to get concerned. Do I look bad? Is there something wrong with my appearance. I've worked so hard this summer and fall trying to get weight off and instead of getting better marks for appearance they are worse. I wish, that if something IS a turnoff that folks would be honest to my face. THEN perhaps I could fix whatever it is that is a detriment to my appearance. It's not just about vanity. It's about keeping my business growing. I think I know what it is but I need to hear confirmation. I don't want to get nuts about this. I just want to get real. And, I want you to be the same. So, if you read this and you have an honest opinion to share please write to me at annekepleasures@gmail.com. Be honest because THIS is my profession and honesty about this is important. I know I'm an attractive older woman. I'm not getting hit on when I go out AFTER people are drunk. It happens early in the evening. However, I do recognize that "hooking" up with a civie is all a game. And that sometimes the woman could be a dog and you'd want to "do her" anytime of the evening if are horny. In fact, I didn't tell you about my little mini adventure in Hartford did I? Hartford was not a great tour. My one filming episode got cancelled as my partner's girlfriend hurt her back and he had to take her to the emergency room. It probably wouldn't be a good thing for him to tell her why he couldn't. We'll film at another date. I did meet a couple of very hot gents though and had a great time with them. Bookings cancelled last minute, etc. etc. So, I decided to head out for a cocktail and a nice dinner the last evening there. Max's downtown had been recommended so I donned a sharp business suit, some killer pearls, stockings and heels and the hotel shuttle took me downtown. It looked very nice as I entered and the bar was fairly busy. I've said before that I prefer to dine there than sit at a table alone. So, I sat two seats away from a businessman. The bartender brought my martini and then a business woman sat down two seats away to my left. And promptly took out her cell phone and proceeded to let us all know about her personal life in a very loud voice. A voice that sounded very similiar to Sarah Palin. Honest. I am not making this up. I don't know about you but cell phone etiquette is sorely lacking in our society. Not to continue in a negative note but it's just plain inconsiderate to others. I must have had this strange look on my face because the bartender came over. I said, "why do people think we are interested in their phone conversations?" He replied that he didn't know either and we commiserated. The fellow to my right joined in and as she continued to get louder and louder I hopped over a seat next to him. We started to chat. He was a very classy guy and we discussed the usual politics and stock market calamities that were going on last week. While we were doing so, another gentleman sat down next to my immediate left. The conversation was now sort of three way but the gent on the right had to leave. He said, "your drink and the next one are taken care of." I thanked him very much and wished him a good night. My partner on the left and I continued to yak away. I don't know why, instinct, energy vibrations, who knows why, but when this one asked me what I did for a living I told him I had an adult website. I felt I could. The guy on my left got the "I'm in piano sales" schtick. We chatted away and I had switched to a Sauvignon Blanc to have with dinner. He was a very good looking, early fifties, CEO with his own unique business. One I could not mention because then you would know for sure who he was. It was fascinating conversation and then we segued into marital status, etc. Well, you know how it goes don't you? It seemed he was separated. His spouse had been a wonderful mother, indifferent wife. Sound familiar? In all fairness, that was his side of the story. But......I hear this so much that I know it's common and also sad. I'll make this long adventure short. It was short anyway but it was cute and titillating. It was now getting later, my appetite was diminishing so I ordered an Ahi tuna appetizer. Something light. By now, he keeps trying to hold my hand and he's thanking me for little pieces of advice to the newly separated after years of a relationship. He was sincere because I do have some good advice. My profession has nothing to do with what lessons life has brought my way, ending my long marriage and the events that followed after. Divorce is difficult at best. It can be devastating. And oftentimes, people leap from the frying pan into the fire. When I meet men who are just leaving the frying pan I try to help them realize that they need to take TIME before they jump into another relationship. They are so vulnerable and they don't believe it. They think they can just jump into the arms of another woman and everything will be okay. It never is. Now, I hadn't told him I was an escort. And I wouldn't. That would seem like I was......well you know. But, I also knew that despite his charm and good looks I was not going to invite him home. It was time to leave and he offered me a cab ride to my hotel. While we were waiting outside on the street he planted a big one on my lips. Oh, oh. Well, I kissed him back. You know I love kissing. But, I also mentioned again that there were going to be no extra curricular activities. Didn't seem to deter his kissing me and it continued in the cab ride to my hotel. I said goodnight. He was a terrible kisser. What a damn shame. Back in upstate Sis and I decided we needed a good walk on Thursday. I had found the Poet's Trail across the river a couple of weeks earlier. 2 1/2 miles long, across the meadows, down to the Hudson, back through the woods, except, there was some guy lurking in the woods. How did I know that? A couple who had been hiking stopped me before I started on my solo walk. Oh rats. So, remembering this place, Sis and I went for the walk. It was a beautiful, pleasant dry day. Absolutely spectacular views of the Catskills across the meadow and the mighty Hudson River. The leaves were almost at peek and there were many other hikers, even during the week. It was all uphill on the way back and I was huffing and puffing while Sis was chuckling at me. Hey, there are NO hills in Florida. I'm just not used to uphill walks. That will have to change from now on for sure. We finished our walk and I aimed the Altima for the back roads of Ulster County. We oohed and ahhed our way during the whole ride. Stopped briefly for lunch and continued on our leaf peeping tour. Friday, we walked along a FLAT railroad trail. Thank God! I had done some VERY vigorous prolonged cowgirl in Hartford with a very hot friend and my inner thighs were still screaming. I had a "friend" to visit in Mt. Kisco Friday night and then it was off to the airport very early Saturday morning for Tampa. I'm here until Thursday. The moving van is supposed to arrive Tuesday and it should be in CT next Monday or Tuesday.Then, the fun begins. I LOVE setting up a new place and I can't wait to arrange my beautiful things and make a very sensual incall. Despite all my moaning and groaning and bruised ego I am very excited about heading north. I've had lots of phone calls telling me my friends are waiting for me. Old clients, who travel there on business from other parts of the country. New friends who are waiting to meet me there. Old friends who live in the area that I've met in NYC over the years. New York City felt like home this last tour. New England and Upstate New York do also so I am feeling very good about all of this. Now, if I can get those 6's back up to 7's and 8's somehow, I'll really be making progress. I'll just turn the lights down REAL low, light the candles and turn up the heat. You won't notice those imperfections at all. Life is STILL good. Hugs and LOTS of Kisses, Anneke 9/3/2008 - Goodbye High and Tight and a Week to Remember in History Hello My Friends, This is has been a roller coast week. For a lot of folks. The stock market has acted like a Busch Gardens ride and so has life. Those of us in the "hobby" have lost one of our gents this week. High and Tight, a much beloved friend in Chicago lost his battle with colon cancer. My provider friend Sinthia called me the other afternoon to give me the sad news. I could tell she was so upset. It was only on Sept. 10th that Sis and I slipped into the back pew at St. Thomas in NYC for 5:30 Evensong. Sinthia had called earlier that day also to tell me he was heading for surgery in two days. I bowed my head and said prayers for him. The news wasn't good after surgery. And then, it looked a bit better until I heard again the beginning of this week that he wasn't expected to survive the night. Social opinion thinks that what we do in this lifestyle is 180 degrees out from what it really is. The love that all of those have shown during his illness and since his passing defies that opinion. There are good people who care about each other despite what the world thinks. Of course, I'm preaching to the choir here because all of you who read this journal already know who you are. High and Tight was one of the most caring, giving and loving men I've ever met. He did not have any peace at home. Only strife and he finally escaped to the hobby. Those years were the happiest of his life and made life bearable when he did go home to the responsibilities that he never shirked. At the end, his family finally realized his worth. I only wished they had shown it sooner but at least they did at the end. I'll miss you my friend but I know there's a harem waiting for you in heaven. I'll never forget you. In the midst of all of this, I was touring in Manhattan. Yes, in the middle of the financial crises. I'm not going to get political here. All I am going to say is that I feel we should start a grass roots movement RIGHT NOW and vote against every single once of those incumbant crooks in Congress. I am disgusted. It was totally enlightening to hear what my Wall Street guys thought of it all. Not at all what you'd expect. Most were against the bailout and felt that the incompetent and greedy folks were the ones who caused this. And, that although the next year to year and a half were going to be tough we'd be better off without them. Now, it looks like they'll still be around. So, what was the good news this week? I had a really nice time in the city with lots of old friends, socially and professionally. Business was good. I felt at home. I'm still excited about the move to Connecticut. Oh...and I filmed with Freaky Wednesday evening. Great shoot. www.lilfreakinu.com Sis and I took a Fall Foliage tour through the Catskills today. After a lovely lunch at Le Canard in Kingston we headed out. We were going to pick up her grandson who lives further north so we decided to do some leaf peeping along the way. The colors are just beginning and it was a beautiful day. Along the way we stopped in Mt. Temper to see The World's Largest Kaleidoscope.www.kalleidostore.com It was fascinating and kind of humorous. We were all lying on the floor, in the dark, watching this kaleidoscope show that is in the ceiling of a silo, to the weirdest music.Positively psychedilic at times. One New Yorker quipped, "okay, it's time to pass the bong around." Everyone cracked up. It was one of these trendy country stores for the folks who come up to the city to visit the Emerson Spa. So, it was filled with all this cool, overpriced fashionable "stuff." Who in the world buys it is beyond me but it was interesting to see the inventory out in the boonies. We continued through the breathtaking mountain roads, stopping occasionally to enjoy the beauty. We stopped and picked him up and put him in the back seat of the Altima. He's in 8th grade but a bit young for his age. If I heard 50 "Hey Grandma's" I heard 100. I chuckled as I drove to her place. We grabbed a quick appetizer and donned our warm clothes. The three of us were heading to #1 Haunted House in the nation. At least they say so. www.headlesshorseman.com I have to say I was impressed. It was a 90 minute hayride/walk through one of the most unusual Halloween Amusements I'd ever seen. And the WAS a Headless Horseman riding on a real horse. THAT was really cool! They loaded us on a haywagon and drove us through the woods and several "scary" vinettes. Then we disembarked and had to walk, in the dark, through a corn field. Of course, all kinds of things jumped out at us and my grand nephew was hanging onto the back of my coat for dear life. We kidded him after that he screamed like a girl. Two more haunted houses after that and we were scared and laughed out. Great fun and really a good value for the $25 admission. I understand folks limo it up from the city and make a big party night out of attending this. Class operation and a great halloween treat. After this week..........a few screams and lots of laughs were sorely needed. I don't want to wax too philosphical here but I've come away with an even greater appreciation for life after the events of the past few days. We can't take a thing for granted. Prosperity, health,relationships, happiness, anything. So, folks, we'd best enjoy what we have to the fullest while we have it. That's always been my motto and that is why I always end this journal entry in the same manner. Life is good. I love you all! Anneke 9/29/2008 - Last TOUR of New York City and New Incall Location Update Hello My Lovely Friends, Manhattan this week, Sept. 29-Oct. 2nd. Hartford, Oct. 6th-8th LAST TOURS I'm on the train this Monday morning, Amtrak, business class, heading to Penn Station. I love not driving in the city but I hate the luggage restraints. Fortunately, the steward on business class helped me with my heavy luggage. That's one aspect of driving I so much prefer. Getting my luggage around is so much easier. I really, really try not to have to haul so much but think about it. Clothes for travel, (I usually wear the same outfit there and back)clothes for "entertaining", clothes for filming, normal clothes for the normal things of life, shoes and jewelry to match, toiletries, make up, computer, chargers, camera, DVD's, model releases, etc. etc. etc. And with the cooler weather approaching, a coat, umbrella. Soon scarves, gloves, boots. It's a lot of work just to pack for each tour. And of course, I love fashion so updated accessories to keep my wardrobe in style. My sis says, why don't you just wear the same outfits every time? I tell her," because I see some of the same friends. And, I change attire for different filming updates." Would you want to see me in the same provocative outfit for 3 plus years of AnnekeXposed or when you come to visit? On top of that, I'm not in my home. Beautiful surroundings have always been very important to me and I love entertaining in my own sexy little nest. I try and create an atmosphere that is conducive to romance but it's some hotel's environment. Very difficult to do. So, I am really looking forward to having my new incall in lower Fairfield County, Connecticut. Oh, yes, I'll still offer outcall service to surrounding areas. And, I'll still tour occasionally but not as often. I have always enjoyed the intimate, romantic encounters. You know those true GFE moments. It's tough to be your girlfriend in an hour. So, after the last tour before the move, I will only be offering 2 hour or preferrably longer dates. for both Incall AND outcall. I am only going to be available for a few very select friends each week. One, max two appts. a day and probably not every day. I really want to make your moments with me special and passion filled to the max. Let's get real here. A parade of one hour stress relievers don't lend themselves to my being the most aroused I can be. That is why, even on tour, I've limited my dates to a few a day. And, that is why I've been touring less than I used to. I need those days in between to renew, recharge and build up the libido to the max. I'm a VERY sensual woman. I want and need a LOT of sex in my life but I want fewer a more intense experiences when I do share myself with my friends. It's going to be a beautiful, sexy incall. I'll greet you with a warm embrace and a soft kiss. As always, I will be beautifully groomed and garbed in something luscious that you have requested. The candles will be lit, the sound system will have something evocative to enhance our desire. There will be a fully stocked bar with top shelf adult beverages as well as soft drinks and of course, your favorite champagne and wine. Gourmet nibbles before, during, after our trysts to keep our energy at full peak. I love to cook so preparing a gourmet dinner for us is also possible. Or, cocktails and dinner out, dessert at my incall. This will be your erotic escape from the pressures and stress of the outside world. Your chance to put them aside and loose yourself in the arms of a beautiful, mature woman who loves pleasing her men and knows naturally, how to do so. In turn, she loves to receive the attention they so eagerly want to give. Whether it's GFE, PSE, sensual domination or something we haven't dreamed of yet, we will have the time to experience all to the fullest. We're all in too much of a hurry. Intimate encounters shouldn't be something that are shoved into the spare hour of a hectic day. There's no connection, no coming together, no time to get to know each other and explore those erotic fantasies that we all have. Still, our time together has NO STRINGS. That is the benefit of all we do here. You will always have a real friend in me but one who will never make demands, cause drama in your life, nor expect anything more beyond the time we spend together. So, my friends, my life is changing again. I am eagerly looking forward to this next chapter in the Erotic Adventures of Anneke and Friends. I purposely chose lower Fairfield County because I want to be able to take the train to New York City for outcalls, the arts, dining, shopping, meeting old friends, all the myriad ways that one can enjoy one of the greatest cities in the world. Without incurring the huge expense of living in that fabulous town. And, it's a very upscale beautiful part of the Northeast. Still close to family and old friends but not on top of them. Outcall accomodations will be your responsbility and I would expect those accomodations to be at least 3-4 star. I will see you at your location with adequate notice. As always, recent references or membership in the verification services mentioned on my appointment page are a must. I will be available for overnight dates and travel dates. However, we must have met before. If we have not, I'd suggest a cocktail date to get acquainted first. I will be changing my donations to reflect the level of service mentioned above. Old friends will be grandfathered if I have seen you within the last six months. We will discuss how long they will be available for you. I will NOT be offering hour appts. however. I have a very discreet incall location and I want to keep it that way. A parade of hour appts. will ensure notice. Something I cannot have nor do I want. You need to KNOW that what I offer to you in the privacy of my own incall is not for everyone. I will be extremely selective in who I choose and if I feel that our meeting will compromise my privacy than I will suggest YOU find a location apart from mine. Will I still be the same, no holds barred, wild woman? Well, of course. But one can be elegant, upscale and still be naughtier than hell. Actually, I can't think of anything better. Stay tuned. New updates coming on Xposed. I filmed with Buck Naked again last week. We are always hot together. I'm filming with Dr. Freaky and friends this Wednesday night. And, have plans to film with more of my members in the future. You DO know that if we've met and you are a member of AnnekeXposed that you can be in my videos? Of course, there are requirements beyond the two above. You must be younger and in good shape. Well equipped and experienced in the erotic arts. No prior porn experience is required as Xposed is an amateur site. Two forms of ID and a signed model release from you are a must. We can keep your face out of the video. What's the difference between an amateur and a pro porn shoot? Let's look at it this way. We might discuss a scenario for filming but once the camera starts rolling it's "whatever comes naturally." In other words, just plain passion and fun. It's not 5 minutes of oral, 7 minutes of this, 30 seconds more of that. It's two hot people or more if I'm lucky, having a wild a---d time. Always classy but very explicit. Always genuinely presented in a celebration of our sexuality. NO degradation, humiliation or anyone using anyone. LOTS of hugging, kissing,making out and good old fashioned hard cord sex. Sound l ike fun? You betcha. LIFE is good. Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke PS...the new location is convenient to 95 and the train station. 9/24/2008 - Younger Men and Class Reunions Hello My Hotties, I left my Stamford CT location and headed back to Kingston last Thursday for a chiropractic pit stop. It's something that I do on a regular basis so, through Sis, I found one there. Here's an interesting guy. 60 and very good at his practice. He just loves to talk and while I was on my way to Albany, just stopping to see him, it took awhile to get through the polite conversation. I know you guys think we women are the only ones who like to gab. I finally had to say to him.......I have to get to Albany. Then he adjusted me. I was in Albany mainly to attend my high school class reunion that Saturday night. I hadn't been in 15 years and I was curious to see what my classmates looked like and where they were in life. So.......I tailored my Albany tour to coincide. I actually stayed downtown. Right in the heart of things. Unfortunately, the heart of Albany died many years ago. It's rebuilding but it's a very slow process. One moderately priced chain has built an upscale version of itself there so I was surprised to see just HOW upscale it was. I unpacked and hit the street. It was a glorious late summer day and I hadn't worked out yet. So, I decided I'd head to Lark Street. That the trendy area of Albany. Since it was still daylight I felt safe doing so. After dark, you have to be very careful about where you are. It was all uphill. I huffed and I puffed but I made it to Lark without collapsing. It seemed kind of dated but I took a good hike southward until I found an interesting place for a Stella. The gentleman I'd met at the French restaurant the week before had mentioned a particular Irish pub but there were no patrons in it when I walked by. So, I quenched my thirst at this other establishment. All very young people who probably thought they would catch something if they talked to an older person. I enjoyed my beer and headed north again. The Irish bar, McGuire's was looking a little bit busier. Another Stella and I finally relaxed from all the days driving from Stamford and the long uphill walk. Their menu was truly gourmet so I ordered sweetbreads over a salad. Now, folks were starting to arrive and the conversation got going. Someone asked me what I did and the "adult website" was offered. My bar partner said, "I have a friend who shoots porn, I'm going to call him." Then, conversations around the bar continued. My cards were passed out and it was very cool. These folks were pretty sophisticated and not at all threatened by this older so called porn star. The porn guy showed up and the conversation was stilted. I was not what he expected but that is okay. I've never felt that everyone should have an attraction for the older woman. If it wasn't his thing, he didn't say so, but then again, I haven't heard from him either. It was a pleasant evening. Good bar, good food, cool folks. Albany, even though NYCity people think it's a backwater, has always had some stylish folks. I'd run into them after all these years away. They were now younger than I but still with it. Very neat. One of my old friends had called me while I was having dinner and we decided to meet later. He has a thing for the older woman in the suit who takes control. I got back just in time to freshen up and change into my suit. We had a very hot time and I crashed when he left. The next day was gorgeous. I putzed around the room. Worked out, primped and got ready for the day. I drove out to one of the big malls to shop for some items I needed. When I returned, I changed and headed for the Prime. It's IT in Albany and it was two walking blocks away. It was my plan to have a nice dinner and then head to Envy to hear the Refrigerators. They are a fabulous cover band that I've heard in Saratoga many times. I was blown away by the ambience and the service at Prime 677. Piano bar, trendy decor, good looking people and genuinely helpful wait staff. The bar was packed but one bartender found me a seat so that I could dine. I'd heard mixed reviews about the place. Some said it was overrated. Others said it was their fav. Sara of Albany chose it as HER personal favorite. I had started with a Kir Royale so I decided that I'd stay with wine. The salad arrived and it was too vinegary. That's not their fault. Just not my taste. I left it. I ordered a small filet mignon medium rare and it came out medium to well. Sorry, it went back and within minutes the perfect filet arrived topped with Hudson Valley fois gras. Perfect. The bartender paired each course with the most perfect wine. Along with the most delicious brussel sprouts with toasted hazlenuts, my meal was a delight. But, even better was the wonderful music. The interesting folks around me and the impeccable service. VERY expensive but a wonderful experience and I'd recommend it to you if your travels find you in downtown Albany, NY. Totally happy I walked back to my hotel. I peeked into our bar/restaurant and found it..........jumping. Beautiful young people and the latest music. Now......how could I resist being a part of that. I walked to the bar and saw a group of young guys passing a cell phone around. From their comments and their actions I rightly assumed they were looking at something porn related. I chuckled to myself and handed one of them my www.annekexposed.com business card. And said,"type that in your blackberry." And, they did. Was that asking for trouble? Of course. Was it egocentric. Double of course. But a few glasses of wine and the right brain kicked in. NO inhibitions. We all introduced ourselves and the conversation proceeded along the obvious lines. Right in the middle of all this, another adorable, well dressed younger guy came up and introduced himself. He was part of the management staff of the facility and also a bud of the guys I'd just met. Sometimes, you just know. There's this instantaneous chemistry that occurs between two people. He was working so our connection was limited. He went back to work and I continued my conversation with the four guys. One just assumed that because I did porn, he was going to "do" me. And, he was very crude in his description of what he was going to do. I let him know that he had no right to expect that. He was furious. The other friends were cool. So, Mr. Wonderful, went on to try and hit on another girl. Shot down. The next thing we all knew, he was in the middle of a fight with another guy and the staff was trying to break it up. I talked to his friends and we all agreed that he was pissed because he'd been rejected twice. I said, "that guy has way more testosterone than he needs." They agreed and finally he calmed down, made friends with the guy he was fighting with and they next thing you know, they were bosom buddies. Men! My cutie manager popped back once more and made it clear that he wanted to be with me. But, he did it in a gentlemanly manner. Next thing I knew my phone was ringing and he was saying, "did you read your text?" Duh, no. And, we arranged that we'd get together later. It was time for me to head upstairs. I freshened up, donned a beautiful silk gown and matching pegnoir and waited. A text message came asking if he could come up for a kiss. I said yes. I gave him the room number and within minutes we were liplocked. He was a fabulous kisser. A couple more minutes and I had him pushed back on my bed, zipped down and partaking of his very ample equipment. Yes, he exploded and we kissed goodbye with promises for more later. I went to bed, reading and honestly...crashed. I awakened in the middle of the night and realized I'd never heard from him. "oh, blown off again." Rolled over and went back to sleep. When I awakened in the a m I saw someone had called at 1:25 a m. I thought it must have been him. I'd never heard the call I was so tired. A new friend came to visit later that morning and then I drove off in search of the reunion location. It had been many years since I'd last been there and I wanted to be sure that I knew where I was going. I found the place and then I went discount shopping. While I was on my shopping expedition the phone rang. It was a fellow porn star gent who I'd spoken to before. He wanted to set up a shoot when I was going to be in NYC the end of September. We chatted about scenarios and agreed to meet on the first of October. I headed back to my hotel and started to prepared for the reunion. All decked out I arrived about 6:30pm. I was in shock. Who in the world were all these old people? Even worse, we were all the same age. I have to tell you it was a humbling experience. They were MY classmates. And some of them looked so old to me. Then I realized that perhaps I look that way to folks who are in their 20's and 30's. I put all the ego aside and started to talk to folks. We ALL had to put our glasses on to see who the hell we were talking to. Some folks I recognized on sight. Others, I HAD to look at the name tag to know who they were. The cute part was that the folks who looked the best were all my neighborhood friends and my cousin. We'd all kept well and I knew my cousin and his wife still had that twinkle in their eyes. Still hot. Still cute as they could be. I stayed until 10ish. Nothing was going on and everyone was leaving too. These folks were used to the early bird activities and the dance floor stayed empty. I headed back to my hotel. I'd be lying if I said I didn't care about seeing my sexy friend again. I did so I headed into the bar/restaurant. The place was jammed and it was some time before he emerged into the main room. To his credit, he came right over and whispered, "thank you." We chatted politely and then he had to get back to work. Within minutes the text came and he said he was sorry but he was trying to be discreet around his staff. Well, of course he was. To make this long story very short, we texted and agreed that I would give him my room key and he could come up when he was finished. I left and he kept writing. Finally, about 2:15 a m I heard the door unlock. I'll not give you all the juicy details but I will say that this night, BOTH of us were very satisfied. He was a wonderful lover, adorable AND a decent human being. It was hot, hot, hot but he was in NO hurry, despite the late hour, to make a beeline out the door after an orgasm. We had a long pillow talk time, all the while my tenderly touching him. When we got on the subject of threesomes, (he'd never had one) his cock sprang to attention again. We were off to a long slow wet BBBJTC. He was in heaven and after, as we kissed goodnight, he thanked me again. I gave him one of my videos. Perhaps I'll see him again. Perhaps not. But I do know this. He made this class reunion gal feel like a million bucks. I'm in Braintree MA now and it's deader than a doornail. However, I did film with Buck Naked last evening and we had a VERY good time. He's another one who makes me hotter than hell. You'll be seeing the fruit of that in an update in the future. It's late. I wandered down the the Fridays attached to our hotel and had an enjoyed time chatting with two guys. One lives here and his business associate from Chicago. My Chicago friend wanted to try out the jacuzzi in my room. Not tonight Josephine. I have a 10am caller and he's one of my most favorite friends here. I've mentioned him before. I want to be rested. Other than that, nothing is going on here. Evidence of the disastrous financial times we are in. Let's hope that things improve. I now have two residences to support. Life is still good though. Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 9/15/2008 - Gent and The News In Between Hello My Sexy Friends, I didn't realize it had been so long since my last entry here. My apologies. Since Tampa I've been on the run, but that's a good thing. After the great ending to my weekend in Florida I jetted up to Chicago. I was downtown for a couple of days and then headed out to O'Hare to film and frolic. I always have a great time in Chicago and this trip was no exception. I had a fabulous lake view room in a very convenient location. Good food, good music, good people. It's a fabulous town. I do have to give the Boomer of the Week award to one of my visitors. Maybe even the Boomer of the Year accolade. This gentleman, from Milwaukee, loves eating pussy. Stretch is going to have to have to make some room for this guy. He's one of the best ever and I got to enjoy his skills not one but two evenings. He arrived on my very first evening downtown, bearing gifts. Namely a magnum of champagne. Now, you KNOW how I love champagne but there was no way we were going to drink all of that. We did make a noble effort before and during playtime. After I took him to Carmine's for dinner. He'd never been there before and we enjoyed a lovely meal before he had to head home. Friday evening, at my airport headquarters, we made a repeat of that lovely, sensual night, followed by dinner at Gibson's. A perfect end to a great week. In between those lovely nights, I entertained some lovely folks and also did a day long video shoot with Diamond Jim and JC. As always, it was a madcap romp with JC. You'll be seeing that update in the future. A little teaser.........she arrived with lots of interesting little toys. Add those to my stash and we had ourselves a big old time. Break time and we headed downstairs for dinner. Some of you know that I was a pianist/teacher most of my life and Diamond Jim has a degree in music composition. Plus, played bass violin and sang. So, it was the perfect setting to have a fabulous dinner while a wonderful jazz pianist played during our meal. I commented to Jim that it sounded like a Yamaha. I sold them so I'm very familiar with their particular voicing. He walked over and asked and sure enough, it was. Believe it or not, with the aid of a champagne saver cork, JC and I polished off the rest of the magnum during our filming. A cocktail with dinner and all was right with the world. Add great music and VOILA...I was in heaven. Then, we went back upstairs and played naughty again. Jim finally got to sample JC's attributes for himself while I filmed them. I enjoyed being on the other end of the camera, immensely. I left Chicago Saturday afternoon for a long day of flying. I really hate it now. Since I'm the captain of my own destiny driving, I really dislike being at the mercy of the airlines. A very long stopover in Atlanta, gate changes, late departures, lalala and I arrived in Newburgh/Stuart Airport around 10:30pm. By the time the luggage arrived and we got home, it was after midnight. I've been back in Kingston all this last week but it seems I've been running every day. Believe it or not, I've had appts. up here. Add a trip to NY City with Sis on Wednesday for my AIM tests and it's been a very busy week. We took the Metro train down and just window shopped after my visit to the lab. A nice dinner at McCormick and Schmidt's and it was time to head back. I wanted to test drive the train ride to the city. We found it's it's 2 hours. That is much too far to live here and offer outcall to Manhattan unless it's a 2 hour or more appt. If the outcall is a drive time of an hour or less, than I do make the Stress Reliever available. I don't have an incall here so I've been driving to places like Danbury and Newburgh to see friends. I actually love it and I enjoy driving around upstate New York and New England. Yesterday, Sis and I went to a local Chamber of Commerce sponsored wine and food tasting in New Paltz. It's a lovely college town out in the boonies. The State University of New York has a campus there so although it's a little town, it seems to have some pretty sophisticated offerings in the way of food and boutiques. Could I live in a place like that? Maybe....if I owned a Bed and Breakfast and could make a living there. That's something I've always thought about doing so Sis and I had some fun discussing where and how I would do something like that, when I retire. Or........I could run the B and B and also make it a very private retreat for a very select few friends. Food for thought. I told her I'd want her to do the baking and help me with the gardens. She's a pro at both. Listen to me. I'm sounding like a regular freaking Martha Stewart. In the meantime, I'm looking for an incall apt. on the commuting corridor to New York City. I'll be in Stamford on tour this week so I'll be poking around in that vicinity. You know.........coffee and croissants with Anneke BEFORE you head to work in the A.M and cocktails and appetizers with Anneke before you head home at night. I plan to be VERY close to a train station. See....I'm thinking of YOU all the time. This is going to be a challenge. Wall Street is in an upheaval and a lot of you folks work right in that area. IF.....I can find a reasonable incall I'm seriously thinking of lowering my donation. If I don't have to do as much touring perhaps I'll be able to offer that. I'll keep you posted. I'm not in this to be greedy but I do value my services and the cost to do business is not inexpensive. I'm thinking of a "frequent flyer" program for those of you who see me at least once every other month or so. If you do, there might be a consideration for you. We'll discuss that privately. My BIG news was today's photo and video shoot with Anton Fury at the Gent Magazine Studios. I left with a disc in my hand. Copies of the stills he took. I have to say that these are some of the very best stills anyone has ever taken of me. He's a really cool guy. Professional and personable. I and the two male models I worked with had a great time with Anton. Of course, the male models and I had a great time together. He shot a still series of me solo then another still series with my 21 year old adorable model. Then, the camera started rolling. I'll let you know when the shoot is in the magazine and when the videos will be available at Gent. We did 3 different scenes which will tranlate to 4 vids. I think you'll like them. I know I enjoyed my two young playmates. They both loved older women so there was a lot of paint peeling off the walls today. It was tough though. I was not allowed to "squirt" so I had to hold myself back during all those orgasms with my partner. He had a huge piece of equipment that I enjoyed immensely. Our last scene was filmed with the other model and while one was performing oral delights the other was squeezing Trixie and Boom Boom. I warned them if they didn't stop squeezing the girls I wouldn't be able to hold back the flood. They said, "". I replied,"you're going to have Niagara Falls in your face if you don't stop". I saw Anton shake his head. That wasn't in the script and I was going to honor his request. I'm proud to say I held back the flood waters. You'll see the xxx stills on Xposed and you'll see the less risque ones here soon. Those and the recent shoot I had in NJ with Lance Tyler will be ready in the very near future. I could see the weight loss in the photos today. For once, I didn't cringe at how I looked. Oh, there's still more to go but I'm pleased. And, I'm in most of my old size 10 suits and outfits now. You'll also see that I have a new hairdo. I had my hair cut much shorter over a month ago. I was worried that my boys might miss the long blonde hair but everyone seems to like it better. It's streaked blonde and it's healthy. All us girls need a new look now and again. Makes us feel good. That and a good dose of retail therapy occasionally. It's late and I need my beauty rest before heading to Stamford and my tour tomorrow. I promise I'll write again soon. In the meantime, mind yourselves and remember...........LIFE IS GOOD! Smiles and LOTS of Kisses, Anneke 8/29/2008 - Up to No Good in Tampa or Fun at the Nudist Resort Hello My Friends, I thought that title might get you here. I've had several of you mention that I haven't written in a while. In a way, that's a good thing. I've been "busy" in the Northeast. Lots going on. I have a few minutes this afternoon to share my adventures of the past few weeks. When I left off I was rambling on about trying to get Vista off my computer. I'll get back to that later. I know you probably like to hear the juicy stuff first. I will say that one friend last week definitely earned the "boomer of the week" award. In fact, I should have a catagory for the "boomer of the month". This was one of those, blow the top of your head off, went on and on forever deals. I was greatly appreciative. LOL I got back from Philadelphia and the Meadowlands Thursday evening. One of my old friends, an adorable little Italian hottie wanted to drive up to Kingston to see me. Since I don't have an outcall yet in the northeast, he reserved the hotel and he called me when he arrived. He's 32 and looks like he's chiseled out of stone. Forget 6 pack. He's more like a twelve pack. I'd asked him the last time we met in Westchester what he was doing. Just eating a little cleaner, he said. He doesn't even work out that much. You know, it's just not fair. LOL I've been dieting, upping the workouts all summer and I've yet to see any great results. I've lost about 13 pounds but I still have a good 15 to go. Yes, I've stayed on the program, continued the workouts and my clothes are fitting better. Even getting into more of my old size 10's and all the 12's are getting big. But the scale is not going down. Oh, I know,muscle weighs more than fat but I am not looking muscular. I haven't seen my Tampa doctor since before I left so the nurses and I talked about what is going on. And, they changed my meds. It seems some of us have smart bodies. They figure out that we are on a diet and just adjust. And use even fewer calories. It's always been that way for me........a major struggle to stay slim. And as I age, it's become more difficult. So, new meds and we'll see. I have that photo shoot with a major adult magazine scheduled for Sept. 15th. I was hoping to be at fighting weight for it. It's not to be so. I'm not going to loose 15 pounds in 2 weeks. It's just not going to happen. I was NOT happy with the Scores layout. I look like a blimp and that was part of my impetous to loose. Frustrating.........to say the least but I'm not deterred. Just determined. Philadelphia was great, business wise. Personally, upsetting. I was heading downtown to a 3 hour date and some idiot sideswiped my new car and then kept going. I got hit in the left rear wheel area. Thankfully, it's not terrible but it's $1400 worth of damage and it's being repaired while I'm on the Tampa/Chicago jaunt. Nissan sent me to a Hot Rod shop for the repairs. Honest to God. Apparently these folks do 90% of the Kingston Area Nissan dealers repairs. Now, if they can build and/or restore hot rods and classic cars I'm not in the least bit worried about them doing a good job for a couple of dings in my car. Kind of cool in a way. Except for the $$$'s. I flew home Wednesday. I remembered why I stop doing that. I am SO thankful that I'm not going to have to make this a weekly habit. I'll probably never go anywhere on a plane if I don't have to. Security just stopped at the Newburgh airport. Some dude breached security and they shut both lines right down. By the time those fat-assed State Troopers managed to saunter down to see what was up the line was out the terminal. Since most of the flights leaving were the first of the day they held them for us. Thank God. We never did find out what caused it and they let him board but it sure did throw a big monkey wrench into everyone's timetable. With all the places I've flown in and out of I've never seen that happen before. Usually they just take the person and their carryon luggage aside. Not here. They closed the whole deal down. Incredible. I was scheduled to see my accountant today to finish up my taxes. Since he's running late I'm just going to have to while away my time, naked, by the pool. Perhaps I can get myself into some mischief. I have an itch that needs to be scratched. Too bad you weren't here to do it. When I walked in the door of the Shoe Box Wednesday afternoon I saw that my cherry laminated hard wood floor............was buckling. I groaned and called my handy man. He said someone had been doing remodeling work on an upstairs condo and had not capped off a plumbing line in the kitchen. Waste water poured down through the floor, flooded the condo next to me, seeped down and under the walls and under my wood flooring. There is thick felt padding under it. It acted like a wick and held in the moisture. Eventually that transferred to the wood,,,,voila,,,,curled up floors. ARGHH!! So, now I'm dealing with an overworked insurance company that is also dealing with flood claims from Hurricane Flo. I'm ready for a BIG martini except I'm on a diet. Oh well. Great Sex helps too! Your Very Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke PS....I'll let you know if I get lucky. There sure isn't any business in Tampa. All the top girls are now traveling to other cities too. What does that tell you? Yep, I made the right decision to get out. xxxx's 8/13/.2008 continued - oh well I hit something that ended my entry. No worries, just keep reading and chalk it up to a blonde moment. No, really, this new computer has a touch sensitivity that puts me places I didn't intend. I need to sit down with someone who knows what they are doing, get damn Vista OFF this new computer and get the old version of Windows back on here. I did find out that there was nothing really wrong with the old computer. It wasn't fried. It just had a worn out spring. Well, on the road, if it's not working, it's not working. I'm not sorry I bought this one but I HATE Vista. Not much longer. I'm heading to bed and the remote to watch the Olympics. I've really enjoyed watching them this time. Especially those hunky guys on the American swim team. Or, any of those hunky guys all over the world representing their countries. Olympic men are freaking gorgeous. I enjoy being with women when the atmosphere is right. However, I prefer you guys any day of the week. Oh boy.............life is good. Your Very Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 8/13/2008 - New Haven and Bikers Hello Boyoos, You should know by now that I'm an equal opportunity female. I do have my preferences but I'm open minded enough to adjust. Sometimes, someone just piques my libido who is outside the perameters. If he does, it doesn't matter if he's blue collar, white collar, young or older. I just love hot men who have the right attitude. What's the right attitude? Men who adore the older woman. It's not about the young Barbie. It's about the woman who sizzles. Long before closing time. Believe me when I know when the guy is settling for anything that's available at the end of the night. I just can't do that. There HAS to be an attraction and a feeling of mutual respect. Of course, sometimes the con artists fool me. But, not often anymore. I'm in New Haven, CT tonight. First time and there's next to no appts. It's okay because if nothing is going on tomorrow I'm going to drive back down to Stamford and take a look at the apartment situation. As I'm driving to my hotel I see this cool place overlooking New Haven harbor. Lots of cars and close to my location. That's always a good sign. I checked in, unpacked, checked my messages, duded up and headed toward this place. Leon's on Long Wharf. Italian, Portuguese hints on the menu. It was torture trying to decide what to have to dinner. Everything sounded divine. It was obvious this was a locals hangout. It love those kind of places. But sometimes there's no chance that anyone will want to strike up a conversation with the "newcomer." I ordered a Belvedere martini and consulted the bartender for the best items on the menu. Amy, knew her stuff and my appetizer salad and veal entree was very good. I can't eat much any more so I leave a lot of food. It's okay. Better on the plate than on my body. Live music from Wednesday through Sunday evenings so I moved my seat to be closer to the band. I ordered a Limoncello as an after dinner drink. Out of the corner of my eye I saw two guys next to me. I turned and said hello to Eddie and John. In the course of the conversation I found out they were bikers. Eddie was a working guy. Cute, thirties and John about the same age. It's always interesting to see how two guys together handle one of them meeting a hottie. Eddie moved in. John backed off. However, I made of point of saying hello to John too and found out he was Irish. And, we shared many a tidbit about the olde sod. Eddie was a bit put out but he hung in there. It's almost like hunters zeroing in on the kill. LOL I have a story now about what I really do for a living. Not telling here but it's based on truth, just truth a few years ago. As hottie Eddie got ready to leave he asked me for my business card. I said, here's my "other" business and handed him my Annekexposed card. He wanted me to come outside and see his bike. I gave my bartender the "I'll be back" look and went outside. Both had Harley's. Eddie's was the primo one. Chrome everywhere. We chatted a while and I said good night. A kiss and more expected from Eddie. I moved away and gave John a friendly peck goodnight. I dislike assumptions. A couple of minutes later the phone rang. Guess who? Yes, Eddie making sure I hadn't blown him off. I don't know what will happen if anything but I felt as if I'd tuned into Grease. Not a thing wrong with that. Eddie was gorgeous. If anything transpires YOU will be the first to know. I'm scheduled to be in New Haven until Friday noon. If it continues to be slow, I'll leave early. However, it's too soon to say. This looks like an interesting town. Back in the Kingston area Friday afternoon with a couple of encounters planned. Then, on to Philly Sunday evening. It's going to be a challenge to forego the cheese steak sandwiches. But, it did the last visit and I'll do it again. The major magazine photo shoot on Sept. 15th looms. I want to look a whole lot better than I 8/09/2008 - 29 Again and Again and Again Hello My Sexy Boys, Please take a look at my calendar as to where I'll be these next couple of weeks. We haven't updated the opening page with the next tour schedule. It's a glorious day here in Upstate New York. The sun is shining and the temperature is a drier 70's. We had a deluge yesterday and today the air is fresh and clear. We have a beautiful view of the Hudson River from Sis's deck. Summer afternoons usually make it too hot to use since she faces due east. Early mornings and evening are the best times to watch the river traffic go by. I left you last getting ready to see an old friend in Braintree. As always, after we chatted about our families and life then the fun began. He loves my skills and it's delightful to make him happy. Braintree wound up being pretty busy. I got to film with Buck Naked again. It was hot, hot, hot as always. Jim is about ready to put up the new content I've been filming the last month. I think the first one will be with Rip, my new personal trainer. He has a hard, ripped body so guess where the name came from? He also has an interesting anatomical feature which I thoroughly enjoyed. You'll see just what I'm talking about soon. I do apologize for the big gap in the updates and we'll try very hard not to let that happen again. I had planned a shoot in New York City with my masked friend but the videographer no showed. It was scheduled for late at night and when he NS/NC we just said, "oh forget the camera, let's go to bed." (Smiles) After Braintree I headed to Wakefied. A gent I'd met at our hotel bar in Braintree drove up to take me to dinner. I'd asked a local where to go and his recommendation was an excellent one. We had a lovely meal, a nice bottle of wine and then a little romp after. I'll probably never see him again but that's just fine. It's nice to share a lovely evening with a new friend. It was a short trip, met a couple of new friends there and then drove down to Providence RI for Waterfire and waterworks. Unfortunately, there weren't many waterworks. Most of my planned encounters got cancelled. Although I did meet one new hottie who almost made up for the dry spell. TALL, dark and handsome and part Irish. You know how I adore those Irish boys. Waterfire was fabulous. This is my second year and I was just as awed as the first. I had a lovely dinner at a cool little restaurant near the event. I finished just in time to see the firelighter do his choreography as he lit the braziers. Descriptions don't do it justice so if you're curious go to www.waterfire.com There are still more events scheduled this year. It's free and it's a wonderful evening. I was back in my room around 11:30 with a good book and a good attitude. Beautiful music, the visual effects and the ambience of Waterfire had relaxed me and made me more thankful than ever for the goodness of life. Sunday saw me taking a leisurely drive to Hartford. I'd found a great deal at an East Hartford hotel. Big, comfortable room and a convenient location. I went online to find a nice restaurant for dinner. I set up the GPS but there is a little funny thing about using it. I'd had a phone call in the middle of the route that caused me to miss a turn. Someone I'd never met wanted to get together so I had to pull over to figure out a safe way to screen him and to make his acquaintance. We finally figured out how and I reprogrammed the computer. This GPS system doesn't do real well when you have to turn right away. It takes too long and before you know you're past where you have to turn. I found myself going in circles in downtown Hartford. On the second pass, I realized what it was showing me to do after a left, immediate right set of directions. I finally arrived for dinner at a highly recommended restaurant. Sunday evening, no one around, even at the bar. It was a lovely location and place but the food was so so. After all of Providence's wonderful restaurant choices it was a disappointment. But, I was able to stay on my plan. I headed back to meet my new friend. I'm glad we found a way to make it happen because he was a hottie. It's lovely when two people are able to just let go and let passion take it's course. A hug and a regretful kiss goodbye and he was on his way with promises to do it again. I sure hope so. Hartford was very good to me and I thank you. I'll be back. On to Danbury, CT for my first tour ever there. Another nice hotel and folks waiting the next day. It seems that gents in CT like to wait until the very last minute to meet. That's not a good thing when it's the first time because there's not enough time for screening. Sadly, I had to say no to many because they waited too late. It's best to plan ahead boys. I also have to let you know that Tuesday was eventful in Danbury. Not only do I give the "Thunder Boomer of the Week" award there but I also give the most disrupted good time there too. I was with a hunky friend when the hotel fire alarm went off. Sound familiar? He was all ready for his second "explosion." Well, with the alarm blarring that sure wasn't going to happen. I called down to the desk to make sure nothing was wrong. They advised me to leave my room. Oh damn it!!! So, reluctantly, my hot friend and I got dressed and trecked down 9 floors to the outside entrance. Neither of us were happy with this. He departed and headed back to my room to get ready for a dinner date. As I was getting ready, the alarm blarred again. I stayed put. As I left for my date, folks were coming back into the hotel. We had a lovely evening at a nice Italian restaurant. It was fine until he decided now he wanted an appointment. However, I already had one waiting for me. He dropped me off and I spent time with an old friend. This old friend always had a rock hard body. Now, he really looked chiseled from stone. I asked him what he had been doing. No more workouts than usual. Just more veggies and low carb diet. I hate him. I could do that the rest of my life and I'd never look like him. Well, I don't hate him that much as we had a really great time. For once, he stayed the whole hour. It was delicious. I crashed and then the phone rang. It was dinner date negotiating for an encounter. He wasn't going to insult me earlier by offering less. Now, it was late and his conscience wasn't bothering him any longer so he told me my donation was high for Danbury. And, he needed to see me right away. Guess what? Yep, you are right. Sorry Bucko. I hate that game playing crap. No one in the hobby should do that stuff. If you don't like the girl's donation find someone else who does meet your budget. Don't ask a top notch girl to lower her donation because you don't want to cough it up. I celebrated my birthday with Sis and a trip to the gym. After, she and I were talking in the kitchen when I heard this "thump." There were two ballons. One thump, an Over the Hill ballon tied to a miniature bottle of Captain. The other, Happy Birthday ballon, tied to a bottle of Ketel One and a hilarious card.Her SO was standing there with a big grin on his face. I gave him a big huge and a bigger thank you. We had a casual Chinese dinner and watched the Olympics. Last night, the opening ceremonies were just glorious. I'm not happy about what goes on in China but they certainly know how to stage one of the most amazing and spectacular opening ceremonies that I have ever seen. So, another birthday. Thanks to those of you who wrote and wished me well. Life is good. You Still, VERY Naughty Girlfriend, Anneke 7/28/2008 - Braintree, Peabody and Providence Hello My Friends, I left Saratoga Springs yesterday evening. I had a lovely evening at the track with my psychic friend and another gal friend who is in the biz. It was not one of Saratoga's finest days weather wise though. Continual downpours sure put a damper on the festivities. Plus the track attendence was noticibly down. The downturn in the economy hits on all levels. Especially the ones you CAN live without. I bought a new hat this past week. I have a beautiful outfit that I purchased last year in St. Malo, France just for Saratoga. No, it's not the sundress and hat pic that's on my gallery. It's another ensemble that screamed "Saratoga" when I saw it in the store also. In fact, both came from the same boutique on one of the quaint streets in St. Malo. This outfit is a pale shade of greyish lavender. So, when I saw this gorgeous two toned lavender hat I had to have it. I could wear it to Ascot if I ever went to Ascot. It has a huge brim and feathers. Maybe I'll wear it and not much else for a photo shoot in the future. Once the rest of the weight comes off. Still plodding along slowly but it's okay. Each month I see a smaller me in the mirror. Trixie and Boom Boom still look good though. NOT to worry boys. I'm in Braintree for another day and a half and then head north to Peabody MA. It's slow. No denying that but it could be a whole lot worse. Plus, I'm enjoying the South Shore Plaza. I don't think men experience this like women do. Some days you can go looking for something you need and you just can't find anything NOR are you in the mood. Well, today was one of those, "oh my God, I'm finding everything I love AND it's on sale" days. Those are golden moments in a female's life. I went to SSP to find a drugstore for sundry items. It was too early so I did a mall walk with all the oldsters. Hell, they didn't need to know I wasn't far behind them. Then, I saw a hair salon and made an appointment to get my hair washed and blow dried. In between the walk and the hair do I managed to find a really elegant and sexy coat dress. Then, after, a beautiful off white off the shoulder crocheted sweater AND a pair of gladiator high heeled sandals. I know, I know, I'm probably speaking Greek here to you guys. Just know you'll like it all when you see it. I filmed with Buck Naked again today so I wanted my hairdo to be hot. Speaking of hot, you should of seen the stylist. I kept wondering if her part time job was a provider. Little petite thing with gorgeous implants, beautiful face, hair and a German accent. Very hot gal. So, today's shoot was Anneke going for a job interview with Mr. Buck Naked. The tables were turned today as I'm usually the one interviewing prospective personal assistants. Did I get the job? You'll have to wait and see the update to find out. Speaking of updates, we're a little thin on content so my apologies if we run behind a little bit here. I have 2 new long videos to edit for you. Unfortunately, Jim is working out of town so we'll have to wait until he gets back to get those done. As soon as he can, we'll have them online for you. I went to see The Dark Knight this evening. I know it's broken box office records but I can't say it's my favorite Batman. Although, Heath Ledger really does live up to all the hoopla about his acting. He's brilliant and totally makes your skin crawl creepy. All the Batman movies have been very dark and this one is no exception. Now, I'm ready to see something light. Mama Mia is next I think. I've been behaving pretty much. Hoping to get into some more trouble in the morning. An old beloved friend is stopping by in the morning. I do love being naughty AND well dressed at the same time. Life is good. Kisses and Licks, Anneke 7/26/2008 - Saratoga and the Poniess Hello My Friends, I'm in Saratoga Springs tonight. I arrived Thursday afternoon after a nice little tour in White Plains. A bit quiet for my taste but it's summer vacations, downturn in the economy and too many freakin' Craig's List girls jamming up the business. Don't get me going about that site. Walmart took a lot of business away from the better stores for a while. Finally folks do realize you get what you pay for. I really have no complaints though. It was still a worthwhile tour business wise. And, it's always a pleasure to see old friends and meet new ones. I had a quick stop at my Sis's to rearrange the packing and do some laundry. Thursday I left early to see my friend who is the psychic in Albany at 10am. It's an interesting story of how we met but for discretion's sake for all the parties involved it's best not to relate it. He's legit and since he's also a life coach I always value his insight and his advice. In the end, I still make my own decisions but sometimes it good to get all the help you can from many perspectives. And his is certainly unique. I'll keep his reading for me to myself but I will say that it was encouraging. We will be at the track together tomorrow so I may pick his brain a bit further. I met a new "friend to be" Thursday afternoon for coffee in Albany after my appointment. Very cool entrepreneur and I hope to see him again for some hot fun. I arrived in Saratoga about 2pm. A rush to get here as I was supposed to meet with someone new at 3pm and we were going to film. I have to tell you that trying to arrange to film with new folks is very frustrating. THEY ask me and most of the time, because there isn't a dollar value attached to their filming they take that time that I've set aside cavalierly and cancel. Thursday was no exception. Instead of calling me he left me an email. I had no internet connection when I arrived in the hotel so it was 4pm by the time I got through working with AT and T to find out why. Turns out we had to update the software for the national wireless connection. Obviously, he wasn't showing up for his appointment/film time but when I got online there was the "excuse." I promise, no ranting and raving. You all know how I feel about this kind of behavior. I hadn't planned to go to the track on Thursday. Just as well because the weather was awful. Rain, storms, the track was a mess. Instead, I unpacked, organized and agreed to meet one of my Xposed members for a drink at my hotel bar. He wanted to buy a pair of my panties. Swear to God. I got downstairs and he arrived shortly thereafter. We had a drink together and I crumpled up the panties in my hand and palmed them to him. When he got out his wallet I said, no, you bought me a drink. That's enough. We had a nice conversation and I went back to my room to get ready to go to the ballet. I left the Capital District many years ago. I hadn't been to the ballet since the summer before I left. If you didn't know, the Saratoga Performing Arts Center hosts the New York City Ballet and the Philadelphia Orchestra each summer. Plus, a host of other venues and concerts. It's an outdoor amphitheatre set in a lovely wooded setting. I had fabulous seats up close and the house was packed. That tickled me because so often events in the classical arts are not sold out. Brittany Spears concerts for sure. I won't get on that soapbox here either. lol There were three separate ballets and a full orchestra. I don't know how to explain being transported to a time and place through the medium of dance and beautiful music. You are so involved in watching the sheer physicality of the ballet that you have to remember to LISTEN to the music that the choreography is set to. As a musician all my life, it took just a few minutes to realize I wasn't listening, I was only watching. I put my "ears" on and then the transportation began. There was an older couple next to me and he was in heaven. I got so tickled hearing a guy sit and express his delight. And, I heard it all around me as folks, spellbound, would oooh and ahh at the beauty we saw on stage. The ending ballet was West Side Story Suites. Even those of you who know nothing about ballet or classical music would have enjoyed this ballet made more famous by the Academy Award winning film. The evening was a joy to me and I was saying a little prayer of thanks that I was able to be in that place at that time. I had nibbled on cheese and fruit before the ballet so I stopped in my hotel bar and restaurant for a late, light dinner. It's now a one of the major chain hotels I frequent and it was busy. I was pleased to see that because it's always been.... well.........boring. Not so now. I was having a cocktail when this attractive, older guy set down next to me. Now, most of you know my preferences. It's for younger men. But this one was looked good. In fact, he reminded me of Frank the Hunk. Not in as good a shape physically but pretty good. He introduced himself as being from California and then the bragging started. How he knew this person and how he'd been here and there and how much he had and so on. But, as the night wore on, cocktails continued and he settled down and stopped trying so hard. We had a nice conversation about the folks we'd like to have in our lives, what we enjoyed, what we were looking for, lalala. When it looked like he was getting real interested I dropped the bomb. "I have an adult website." He didn't bat an eye and sequeyed into,"I'm manufacturing a sex toy." I almost fell off the stool laughing. Seemed my new friend was a wild man after all. He'd never married but said he'd had several relationships over the years. Getting read to leave. He had picked up the tab and I was heading back to my room when he said, "Let's have a chocolate martini" Oh, boy. But we did and that ONE extra drink did it. We wound up upstairs in my room for one wild assed night. Not only did he like making toys he loved using them. But, after a few very up close and personal tete a tete's I figured out why he probably likes then. He couldn't last more than a couple of minutes with intercourse. I had a "meeting" with another friend at 8am so I'd set the alarm for 6:30. NOT much sleep and as he left he said, I'll call you later. Well, he did while I was at the track and that's the last I heard from him. Am I crying in my beer? Oh, hell no. Because I knew from the start, all the talk about what he had, who he was, blah, blah, blah was probably just part of the plan for conquest. I was horny too. So, we both had fun and no harm done. However, if I'd been a naive young girl I probably would have been a bit hurt the next day. After a while you learn that a lot of meeting and dating is a game and that most people lie about their intentions. Despite all his high and mighty talk, he was just like all the rest of them. My instincts said he would be and they were right. Still we had a hot time and I had some delightful companionship and hot sex after a glorious evening at the ballet. The track has been fun. I'm ahead $63 dollars and I've enjoyed myself as I always do. Both nights I've done the after track party. Friday at Siro's and tonight at the Horseshoe. I'm heading down to our hotel bar for a nightcap now. I'm just not into the very late night dance scene this year. Maybe I danced myself too silly at the nudist resort. Just back from the bar and it was a hilarious night. As I walked in I saw there were no seats. It was that busy. So, I stood to order a drink and this nice looking guy jumped up, gave me his seat and ordered me a drink. He was one of four friends from Boston. They ranged in age from 48 to 61 and they'd been buddies for a long time. They had their schitck down pat. And, they made no bones about being interested but they did it in such an endearing way that I couldn't help but laugh. And laugh and laugh and laugh. Truly funny guys and just delightful. In the middle of all the hilarity, Mr. One Night Stand walked in. He gave a hello, a hug and kiss, engaged in some very uncomfortable small talk and walked away to have a drink with another guy. I never noticed when he left. I was having so much fun with my new friends from Boston. It was getting late and the first gentleman was yawning too so we walked to the elevator together. He gave one last try to invite himself to my room or me to his. He really was tired himself but I said no. If I were a gold digger I'd have jumped all over it. All 4 of them were wealthy men. But, I'm not a user and although I could have enjoyed myself very much playing with 2 of the 4 I wasn't the right timing. One of them has my card. If they want to find me they can. It was a wonderful day. I love Saratoga. Life is good. Your tired but happy, naughty girlfriend, Anneke 7/26/2008 - Saratoga and the Ponies Hello My Friends, I'm in Saratoga Springs tonight. I arrived Thursday afternoon after a nice little tour in White Plains. A bit quiet for my taste but it's summer vacations, downturn in the economy and too many freakin' Craig's List girls jamming up the business. 7/16/2008 - New York State of Mind Hello My Delicious Boys, Manhattan, until the 18th White Plains, July 21st-23rd Saratoga Springs, July 24th-27th I'm in Manhattan this week until Thursday. I always enjoy being in the city and I'm also going to enjoy heading back to Kingston. Tonight is the big last concert at Shea Stadium with Billy Joel. Yesterday, the all star parade was right around the corner from my hotel. I could hear them yelling and cheering all afternoon. I was doing some yelling of my own inside so I didn't get to attend. I had a lovely weekend with Sis. I got in late Friday night. My intended departure from the Meadowlands got pushed up and folks cancelled so I cut things short and checked out. I did got some really hot footage Friday afternoon with a new hottie that I think you'll enjoy. He wants to film again so hopefully, he'll be back. I crashed when I arrived, catch up talk, cocktails on the porch overlooking the Hudson in the late evening. She and her beau had made of pitcher of Margaritas and neither of them were feeling any pain. I wasn't going to try and keep up. Plus, they aren't allowed on my diet. So, a couple of drinks and off the beddy bye. The next morning I unloaded the car, again and again and again. Yes, it was packed to the max. Hey, it's all those shoes you know? Her beau headed off for a few rounds of golf and we headed out to see a local garden club's tour of home gardens. First we stopped at the local Nissan dealer to see what was up with the finish on my car. It had gotten hand washed in Philly before I left and it was a mess. I was so concerned I had called the hotel AND the dealer. The hotel valets said they'd used soap and water. The dealer said, get it to another dealership asap. Well, I stopped at the Kingston Nissan dealer and the service guy came out. He did a little rubbing with the soft cloths I have in my trunk and said, "give it another hand wash and see. If it 's not okay bring it in." Off we went to see 3 gardens. One was a lovely private home and the gentleman's wife had passed away this past February. She had been the genius behind it and you could tell he was proud and sad to have folks see what they had done. It was simply beautiful and Sis stopped to talk to him about how they had developed it from nothing over 25 years to the showplace it was today. Then we drove to Woodstock. Yes, that Woodstock! Tourist heaven but we were hungry so we had lunch at a little street side open air cafe. Nothing memorable for sure. Programmed the GPS for the next stop and wound our way through the mountain roads with the Altima. Man, did I wish I still was driving the Z. It would have been so much fun. But, life goes on and cars come and go. She still runs great but she sure doesn't corner like my baby Z did. The next place was astounding. If your significant other has a copy of Martha Stewart Living lying around this month's issue has this house in it. Astilbe abounds and her article showcases this spectacular mountain setting. Lots of hills and stone stairs and I was gasping. Florida is flat so cut me some slack here. That's what I'm used to. Running up and down stairs and Sis's and mountain walks will get that butt of my curvy again. On to the last, sort of ho hum after the first two. We headed home and Sis cooked dinner and we relaxed. She's a great cook too. Sometimes we cook together OR I'll fix dinner for them. It's all good. Sunday I took the car to the do it yourself car wash. Armed with lots of cloths and towels, I sprayed and soaped and rinsed well and then dried her to a gleaming black mirrored finish. There was nothing wrong with the finish. It hate to say it but those valets must have used dirty buckets of water. What a shame. It looks beautiful now. That is until it rains and gets spotted again. lol I took the train down to the city on Monday. One interesting aside. This gorgeous young black man stopped and asked me if I was in the fashion business. I asked why? He said he liked my style and was a hair stylist. Lightbulb! I'm going to have to find a new one. So, I asked him to sit down and he showed me his portfolio. Perhaps you'll see some of his work in the future. What a hottie and NOT gay. The ride was relatively painless until you have to get two suitcases up the stairs or escalator out of Penn Station. Fortunately, they have porters and although it took a while to get one, he cheerily helped me to a cab. I have a lovely hotel room in a charming boutique hotel close to Central Park South. A friend was awaiting my arrival so it wasn't long before I broke my sexual fast from Friday afternoon. Thank God. After, I walked to the Ritz Carlton and had a cocktail and a very light dinner. Then, across the street to Whiskey Park. Not much going on and I was exhausted. I headed back to my hotel. I got online to find one of my old friends and hopefully camera man for Wednesday night online. I asked him what he was up to and he said, "I'm bored." I answered the same. He offered one of his world famous massages and I took him up on the offer. In about 40 minutes there was a knock on the door and this 30 year old cutie pie walked. I had the massage lotion all ready and he expertly kneeded my tired and strained muscles. Then I said, "your turn." I lotioned up my hands and proceeded to stroke and massage almost every little nook and cranny on his body. Well, of course we did the deed and by the time we did we were both so hot it was awesome. We both felt relaxed, destressed and OH so much better. He said goodnight with plans to be in touch about the time to film Wednesday night. I've already mentioned my old masked friend returns late this evening. It's always fun and this time I have someone to capture it first hand. Tuesday was busy....which is good and I met another old friend at The Russian Tea Room for Saaga Martini's and an appetizer. I had never been there before and if you have not, I'd recommend it as a must stop on your travels to NYC. Elegant and wonderful. While he and I were solving the world's political problems my phone rang. It was a former client from my London travels who wanted me to visit him later at his 5 star plus hotel just down the street. Oh, gladly. And my friend said, after I hung up the phone, "I think this calls for a high five." He knows how wonderful it is for us to have repeat business. We said our goodbyes and I headed back to my hotel to change. It wasn't far but I was in stilettos so my New Yo