12/07/2013 - A Day In Infamy
As soon as I wrote the date on my gratitude journal page I remembered. It's Pearl Harbor Day. I'm sure the number of us who recall what that means is dwindling. I hope we remember that those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. My thoughts are with those who lost loved ones on that awful day. What followed was worse. I pray we never forget the sacrifices our soldiers made in both theaters during WWII.
It's 30 in Upstate NY with a light dusting of snow in the back yard. No covering on the sidewalks and roads. While the roads were slick last night, no worries today.
I've been freezing in my apartment but a fix of the problem has resulted in warmer floors and a much more comfortable place. The test of the fix will come next week when the temperature dips back down into the teens.
No worries.....a heated mattress pad and a little bedroom space heater will keep the love nest toasty and cozy just in case the fix wasn't adequate.
I had a little tour over to Syracuse this week. After cancellations and no shows it was an underwhelming trip. Still it had it's great moments. Back home, things improved. I always kick myself for leaving.
It has gotten a little quieter. Understandably so. Holiday spending is more on the minds of my friends. Sometimes they can't justify buying a gift for themselves. Moi. Thankfully, others have no problem pampering themselves.
Yesterday was one of those afternoons when I REALLY love my job. I've been exchanging emails with a young man in the Capital District for over a year. Finally, we were to meet at noon.
Tall, movie star handsome, soft spoken and extremely well equipped. The frosting on the cake? An excellent kisser and lover. As soon as we hit the boudoir and he undressed I gasped. I told him you should be filming porn. And then the fun began.
When women tell you size doesn't matter.......they are lying. Of course when you don't have the size but you DO have other skills then there's a lot of truth to that statement. Not all gentlemen who are well equipped are great lovers. They usually think their size is all that matters. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Fortunately for me, he had it all. Size, girth, skills and great kisser. The towels were drenched. He bragged he knew how to make gals squirt and he hadn't lied. Holy Moly. Lake Anneke came forth again and again.
We ARE going to film. I just have to buy a new camera. These days, they are not a fortune. I know my friends who watch my videos are going to enjoy our interaction when we do capture it. Big smile on my face.
Then a phone call, easily verifiable and I took a little drive south and slightly east for an outcall. Lovely guy and the fun he needed. Hopefully, he'll call again.
I stopped at a new favorite restaurant on the way home. It was jammed. One of my Syracuse friends from Sweden had remarked this week, "you Americans spend so much money eating out. We rarely do in Sweden." Some food for thought there.
After playtime we did share a sexy meal together. One I'd never experienced before. Korean barbecue. My mouth is salivating thinking of finding a Korean place in the Capital District. Loved it!
Thursday evening, after returning from Syracuse, Sis drove up and we went downtown for one of the city's annual and famous Holiday festivals. The main street was closed and it was jammed with people. Live entertainment was everywhere. A glass of wine and some Tapas fortified us for the stroll. We oohed and aahed at the festival of trees. We avoided Santa there but ran into him again playing a hot saxophone solo in the street. Who knew Santa played the sax?
Dinner at one of my fav places in honor of her upcoming birthday. At our age there's not much you can buy for us.(unless it's REALLY expensive) So dinner was her gift.
I LOVE living here. And now that the floors and the place is not freezing cold I'll enjoy it so much more. It's a beautiful city and even more so decked out for the holidays!
My tree is up. The place is decorated for the season. The bar is stocked and the fridge is full of Prosecco. Come have a holiday cocktail and some fun. It's that time of year. (I don't bake cookies any more.) My gift is more personal.
Remember I'm heading south January 13th.
Life is good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
11/30/2013 - Holiday Escape at Anneke Van Buren s
I survived Turkey Day. Actually, I skipped breakfast and lunch Thursday to save myself for the BIG meal.
A little snow Tuesday evening and then rain on Wednesday with freezing temps that night didn't deter travel Thursday morning. The roads were clear and dry. Lots of traffic to Grandma's house though. I swear New York City empties out and heads to Upstate New York every long weekend. Some of these folks only drive then. And it shows.
It was a small gathering. Sis, her S O, my son and I. We didn't go crazy with a zillion dishes but we did enjoy the brined turkey and her scrumptious Pumpkin Cheesecake.
Friday morning I awakened early. A friend from Rhode Island was supposed to travel to me and arrive around noon. He was going to help me with my tree, lights and libido. And spend the night. We had originally planned the weekend. One of my clients graciously changing an overnight Saturday to another later date to accommodate me. The day before he informed me he could only stay the night. He'd forgotten he had to be somewhere Saturday morning. GRRR!
I put my annoyance aside. He has a history of broken promises. I needed the help and I wanted to see if he would shoot himself in the foot.....again. 3 and a half hours later than noon he finally appeared. Empty handed. The excuse, "I didn't know where the florists and the liquor stores were." I guess they don't have them in Rhode Island.
If I sound angry I wasn't. I honestly was laughing on the inside, thinking this is so freakin' typical of him. First order of business after the hug, kiss and making him a martini was the tree and lights. Once out of the way we settled in to snuggling. My mother didn't raise an idiot. And snogging, as the Brits say. I cut him some slack because we've always had this incredible chemistry. Once the kissing starts I forget I'm annoyed.
A long sumpthin', sumpthin' then I prepared dinner. A little vino and great conversation throughout his time with me. Until his phone rang. A disaster at home meant he now had to drive back that night. I mentioned he shouldn't be going any where after Martini's and wine. And so he stayed for round two and then some coffee. Off into the night by 10:30. Another one bites the dust.
I don't know what it is but I have hardly ever slept with anyone in the last 14 1/2 years I've been single. I'm beginning to think I am cursed except that it's now difficult for me to sleep with anyone anyway. I'm used to hogging the bed and my pillows. I have it all just the way I like it. And that's the curse and the bonus of being a bachelorette all these years. I don't think of myself as divorced any more. That was too long ago and I don't even know who that woman was way back then.
Lest you think I'm jaded I had a nice conversation with my new friend that I met in Florida this morning. Unlike most, he calls or texts when he says he's going to. How refreshing. Someone who does what they say they are going to do. Amazingly delightful. As he is. And yes, he knows about the tree trimmer's visit. We're in the lifestyle remember?
Today, I'm working on the Christmas décor, saving the real tree trimming for after my 2pm friend departs. The Messiah will go on, the champagne in the ice bucket and it's officially the Holidays again.
I've been surprisingly busy this week. I think some of you have enough of "family" and need to get away either 1. before all the family time or 2. in the middle of it to make it through the weekend. Those in-laws can get on your nerves can't they?
Well, there is place to escape to. Anneke's place. And you can give yourself an early Holiday gift.
Life is good.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
11/28/2013 - Happy Thanksgiving
I awakened early this Thanksgiving morn. I'd gone to bed, early for me. A bad dream startled me from sleep and a sink full of dishes awaited me. Plus the intention to make an early start on my way to my sister's, 90 miles south.
I'm having that glorious morning coffee, peeking at my email while I do so. Usually I start my gratitude list before I head to the computer.
Labor Day Monday this year I began tallying 10 things I'm grateful for each morning. No matter how small they are. I can honestly say it's changed my life. When one frames life in a positive way it seems to start happening that way in spades. Thank you Beverly Fisher, now retired, for your advice in doing so.
And so, as I look back to last year at this time I can really see the positives in a much bigger picture.
1. Business is 200% better
2. I am even healthier
3. My apartment is completely furnished and decorated.
4. I'm paying down debt and will be debt free within the next six months.
5. Most of my family is healthy.
6. I've made a good friend who has become cherished. I've watched him grow and become stronger, month by month.
7. I've found a path and a goal for my future.
8. I've had many a thunder boomer within the context of a profession I love and made many new friends in the process.
9. I've been to Florida twice.
10.I'm still alive and kicking.
And those are the big ones. Life is full of very small delights too. Ones that really make it worth living. I didn't add that I met someone very special and am exploring the possibilities with him. It's too soon to add that to the list. But he makes me smile. Yes, he knows what I do and happens to think we are Goddesses who offer an invaluable service to the world.
And then, I received this in my email from LinkedIn this morning. Her name shall remain anonymous but this touched me deeply. I'm not sharing this out of vanity. I'm sharing it because it warmed my heart and helped me realize that what I do professionally does matter.
My name is XXXX and I live in XXXXX, XXXXX, Canada. My real name is actually XXXXX. XXXXX is my escort/adult film name.
I just wanted to tell you that you're a true inspiration to me, and I want to thank you personally for carving this much easier path that us girls enjoy today.
Thank you, Anneke! I, for one really feel indebted to you. Please accept my eternal gratitude, and ferocious level of respect I have for you.
I also think you're extremely hot, and would go down between your gorgeous thighs any time you desired. (no lack of respect intended. I really had to tell you that in case there was any chance of it ever happening! ;))"
I was flabbergasted. And happy to have received this. I sent her a reply and asked just "what I had done" to deserve those praises. Hopefully, it was raising my service and films to a level of elegance, sensuality and loving intimacy. I have always thought that is how it should be. Sex is a beautiful gift. I feel it should not be denigrated and treated like it's a dirty commodity. It can be a blessing AND fun if viewed in that light. And I do.
What a wonderful gift on this beautiful day! Life is good.
My wish is that your Holiday will be a blessing to you and yours.
Love and Kisses,
11/24/2013 - Baby It Is Cold Outside
Hello My Darling Boys,
It's Sunday morning. I've had my Green Mountain coffee, breakfast and done my gratitude list. Emails, laundry and I am now sitting down in a frozen corner of my apartment to update you on the latest naughty escapades of Anneke.
Perhaps recounting them will warm me up. It's 18 degrees out. I don't know about you but that's COLD to me. Especially when you live in an old Victorian home with a back door that has a wind tunnel blowing through it. We're working on solving that. Hopefully, soon.
My January 13th departure for Florida is looking a LOT more enticing. It's in the 70's in Tampa.
It's okay though. The Northeast has been dressing up for the holidays already. And since I was born and raised here Christmas is not Christmas to me unless it's colder and snowing.
I was heading out the door around 4pm yesterday. Coat, velvet leggings, boots, warm sweater. I opened my back door and gasped. It was snowing and it was blowing sideways. And so cold.
I closed the door. Took off my coat and turned the heat up. I wasn't going anywhere.
I thought, "I can make a Manhattan, some Shrimp Scamp and stay warm." Screw heading out in this. And that is what I did. Besides, Doc Martin is on at 6pm here. No, I don't have a DVR. It's not about the cost. It's about not being able to figure out how to work the damn thing. But it's becoming obvious I need to get one if I want to see my beloved PBS shows when I can't be home for them. Necessity drives initiative doesn't it?
Even though it's going to top out in the low 20's today my inner Gadabout Gaddis is calling. It's time to fill up the gas tank and go wandering this afternoon. I just can't help myself. Besides, football will be starting soon and there's no point in sitting around waiting for the phone to ring. I will not.
Sunday is a day for me. Unless YOU plan in advance.
I'm very happy to say that my twice sprained left foot is almost completely healed. Oh, no high heels just yet. I don't want to tempt fate. I can put them on once you get in the door though. As long as I don't have to walk in them. We'll just wave my stocking clad, high heeled legs in the air.
Back to the gym tomorrow. Somehow I've managed to not gain weight. Perhaps it's all that mattress dancing that's kept it off. I do know that I lose weight when I'm busy or on tour. No time to snack and a little extra calorie burning. Works for me. But it IS time to get back to cardio and lifting.
If you haven't seen them, some of my new photos are up on my Albany Eros ad. www.Eros.com In my opinion I think they are awesome. Myla did a beautiful job. The right lighting, angle and eye for the shot is obvious. She takes each one individually. Not in a digial burst as some do these days. I sat down with her and chose the ones I liked best.
Let me know what YOU think. I'm very proud of them. If you want a copy I'll be happy to email some to you. Just send me a request to email@example.com. I'll probably have them up on my Facebook and Twitter profiles soon too.
I'm not sure I'll put these on the current annekepleasures.com I am thinking it would be best to use them for the new annekepleasures.com website. New format, new photos, new look.
When Jim gets back from his latest road trip I'll send him my newest vids. You'll find them at the link to my annekexposed clip store when he can do them.
So what did I do this week? I had an exciting interview dinner date Tuesday night. What in the world is that? Well, I had a pre-booking for a new friend to meet on my upcoming Syracuse tour. He's Canadian and he was going to drive to Syracuse just to meet me. We had been corresponding frequently.
Monday I found out that he had business in Montreal. He could do a different route and stop in on his way back. We planned to have dinner together Tuesday evening.
I smiled as I opened the foyer door. 6'4", handsome and distinguished walked through my door. A contemporary who obviously takes very good care of himself. We hugged and I grabbed my coat as we headed out to dinner.
It was a lovely evening with an intelligent and handsome companion. We kissed a bit before he left and made plans to continue getting to know each other better in December.
A bit backwards from the usual way things happen I know. But I've learned to be more open to what life can bring lately. Of course I screened him beforehand. But I was taking a chance that I might never see him again. Worst case, we'd have a fabulous dinner in an elegant setting. I'm happy to say it was that and more. I've made a new sexy friend. The best is yet to come. Pun intended.
The week blossomed with fun encounters and Thursday afternoon I pointed the car toward Utica. It's 88 miles for me. A late night appointment of 3 hours would see me heading home at 1am. Over windy, dark country roads after I left I-90. Not something I wanted to do.
I booked a hotel in Utica. Yes, that was my choice and my expense. But sometimes you have to use common sense. I arrived late afternoon. Had a long hot bath and headed out to dinner. There was a Delmonico's Italian steakhouse across the street. Two for one happy hour. I had two Ketel one martini's, a wedge salad with kick ass blue cheese dressing, chicken francaise and as only New York State can do, great Italian bread. The whole meal was $30. I left with the next day's lunch or dinner in a bag. There was NO way I could eat all I was served. I couldn't help thinking that would have cost me over $100 in New York city.
Yes, I drove all that way at expense. Thinking in the back of my mind that this appointment could cancel, even though LuLu had verified him previously. I needed a little adventure and this was it.
Fortunately, he did NOT cancel. We had a long, naughty tryst and I tumbled into my own comfortable bed just across the street. It was worth the drive.
The next morning I skipped the hotel chains lousy free breakfast and went next door to Denny's. Now Denny's is not the culinary peak of dining at any time but they had a special menu honoring The Hobbit movie that is coming out in December. Sweet potato pancakes with candied pecans sounded enticing to me. For someone who barely eats breakfast, (NOT my favorite meal) I couldn't believe the one. Absolutely fabulous! Again, I couldn't begin to even eat 1/3 of it but I enjoyed every bite that did pass my lips. Fantastic!
Nice over all profit. Two great meals. A little jaunt away from home. All in all a very worthwhile experience. Sometimes one just has to step out and follow your heart and your instincts.
I had to be back for a 12:30 spa appointment. Luckily we have a dynamite one within 3 blocks of my place. There have been doing wonderful things for me the last few months. You'll see that in the photos. My friend here who is an amateur photographer loved them but his critique was, "I think she smoothed out your face too much." I wrote back, "she didn't." That's was the spa has done for me.
A late evening encounter rounded out my Friday. 27, with all the eagerness and energy of the young. He left after his third explosion. With a smile on his face.
Saturday morning was an old friend and another early that afternoon. I love it when old friends return. And my afternoon buddy has the nomination for the THUNDER BOOMER OF THE MONTH AWARD. Thankfully I had lots of towels under me. It was a doozy and thank you very much darlin'. My nether regions are STILL tingling.
The new heated mattress pad and a portable heater in the boudoir has made that room very comfy and cosy. Plus the luxurious furry duvet. It sounds tacky but it looks and feels wonderful. Come find out for yourself.
I am heading to Sis's for Thanksgiving. I will cook ahead of time and we'll combine my Son's birthday celebration with the Holiday. I'll stay Thursday night as we plan on having cocktails and wine with dinner. It will be a party!
Next Friday is the BIG day for me. I'll head back in the morning to get the Christmas decorations and my tree down. A big bottle of champagne, Christmas favorites loaded on the player and perhaps a handsome house guest to help me put the lights on the tree. If not, I'll do it myself. I've never minded doing it alone. That way, I get to put the decorations on the tree exactly where I want them. And more champagne for me.
Life is good. Especially this time of year. My best wishes for a blessed and happy Thanksgiving with those you love. Come see me after the turkey settles. You can always say you need to do your Christmas shopping. After all, you will be buying a present for yourself.
Love and Kisses,
11/17/2013 - Sunday Morning
Hello My Darling Boys,
It's Sunday morning in Upstate New York. Gray, gloomy but a bit warmer. 46 A perfect setting for viewing CBS's Sunday Morning Special about JFK. I have a very close connection to that date in history. I remember exactly where I was when it happened. As most of us do who are of that generation. Life changed in America after that sad day.
Sunday Morning has been a staple of my television watching for years. I've always found it to be a civil alternative to the rest of the news. Civility is important to me. I do know how to behave when I have to. The operative word, "have."
Sundays are usually quiet until after the Super Bowl. Most of you disappear in a marathon of football, remote controls and chicken wings. It's fine with me. But I was still thrilled when one of my favorite guys texted and said he was horny. I'd planned an afternoon of errands and retail therapy. Could he stop by late morning? Yes he could. Whoo Hoo!
Mission accomplished I changed and headed south on the Northway toward Latham. Once of my favorite sushi places is right at exit 7.
I had a light lunch and yakked with my friend Sheree in Raleigh. She's now an "honest woman" with a full time job. Oh, a few "adventures" once in a while. So our conversations have changed dramatically. There comes a point in time when it's appropriate to change careers. I'm hoping she'll be happy in her choices and so far, she is.
I had a shopping list. Stockings, perhaps some new boots to compliment all the fashion that now requires gold accessories rather than silver. And presents for my Son's upcoming birthday. Hey, if they kept fashion the same there wouldn't be fashion. No one would buy new things. That's how they make money. Changing the fashion.
There is a Frederick's in one of the Albany malls. Unfortunately Frederick's inventory has become sorry. They don't even stock the sexy hosiery that I used to buy as they did in the past. NO 40DD corsets or sexy outfits. Looks like online shopping is going to become necessary for full fashioned hosiery and Cuban heeled stockings. Wait until you see how cool the red seamed hose looks in my new photos with the Christian Louboutin heels. Soon!
I asked the girl, has anyone looked around the Albany area? None of these girls are skinny. Who are you selling this stuff to? She held up an extra large teddy for me. I said that wouldn't cover 1/3 of Trixie and Boom Boom. They would be insulted.
What's the answer? Diet to fit the clothes? Or find clothes that fit me? At my age, I'm not aiming for thin. Voluptuous is here to stay.
For those of you who have expressed concern, my left ankle/foot is healing extremely well. Despite the setback this past week. It seems staying OFF my feet in NYC and keeping my legs in the air helped. That and all the ice my fabulous housekeeper brought me. The rehab exercises started again Thursday and if I was out shopping today then you KNOW I'm better.
I iced it and then alternated with heat when I got home. And my exercises. Feels great but it's going to be a while before the high heels go on again. Sorry. I will head back to the gym this week. Hooray!
Back home Friday, (I spent the night at Sis's, Thursday) the phone was ringing. Busy day, lots of fun and a relaxing evening after playtime was over. I love being back in my surroundings.
Saturday was the same. Life is good.
I'll be "in residence" until Dec. 3 when I head to Syracuse and then Binghamton. Downtown Boston Dec. 16-19. I WILL be available over the holidays. Let's plan your erotic escape.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
11/13/2013 - Midweek from Midtown
I'm sitting at my desk in my Times Square hotel room looking out over the Hudson River. It's a corner room so the window to my left faces south. It's a beautiful but cold and sunny day in Manhattan. Clear as a bell. This city is jammed with tourists and business people, as always.
But I'm hotel bound. I strained the sprain again Monday on my way down. I was making such great progress until I stepped off the edge of the newly blacktopped driveway at my sister's. Now it's an unexpected drop. Yeah....twisted it again.
On top of that my generous friend who invited me to stay with him is swamped with work and never here. He didn't expect his boss would be in town this week. The point was to spend some time together in the evenings getting to know each other better.
So, while business is fine here. I'm bored. Business is better up north and it doesn't cost $20 for a martini. Or $44 for a steak sandwich for lunch. And I'm home. Being stuck close to the hotel, I can't get to my usual haunts in Midtown West that are good and not expensive.
Still, it's been nice to see him when I do. But, I may cut this tour short and head home this afternoon instead of tomorrow. I haven't decided yet. If I do, I'll simply pull the ads down. I don't have anything pre-booked for tomorrow as of yet.
There have been the usual NC/NS appts that NYC always generates. It doesn't matter that you screen. You can't make them show up. One BP jerk wrote, "I can't believe the donation is $350 you old tart." (It's higher in the city. I has to be) I laughed at his ignorance and wrote back..."And I get it. If you don't like it....next!"
Why do guys have to do that? In fact, why do guys call up and make appts with no intention of ever keeping them. One last night, who I had met in the past and knew his history, showed up several times on our national blacklist when I screened him. Since it was the last of the evening and I halfway expected it, it didn't matter. But he got blacklisted.....again.
So, if YOU are of the mind to play games with us, we now have recourse. As we should. This is a business like any other. Your doctor/attorney/dentist/masseuse, etc who works one on one as I do has lost that revenue when you don't cancel or show up. Bad karma I say.
Am I ranting? Nah....just an education update for folks who see providers. And a reminder that we are human beings with feelings who are trying to make a living just like you. Sometimes, some of you forget that. You've objectified us, strippers and other adult professionals and forget we're human with real lives.
One message I've always tried to get across here. In fact, that's the real reason behind this journal. For you to see me as a real person. Oh, I write the juicy stuff for your enjoyment. And since I'm a Leo I like the attention this brings. But the underlying mission has always been to humanize who I am as well as the other gals who work hard to bring you pleasure.
MOST of you know that. A tiny portion who read this journal do not. Now you know. So no more excuses when you pull a fast one and you say you didn't know. You have been notified! Ha!
Every morning I start the day with a gratitude list. Today one of the 10 things I'm grateful for was that I appreciate where I live even more. Travel broadens your mindset and helps your order what is truly important in your life.
Folks in NYC who never leave are just as ignorant about life as someone out in the middle of the cornfields of rural American who has never ventured out. One has to travel to understand cultural differences. And to find out that people are the same all over the world. The same hopes and aspirations but viewed through cultural and historical influences. The surroundings may be wildly different but the hopes and dreams at the core are still the same.
I hope you all will send a little something to those poor folks in the Philippines. What an unspeakably awful tragedy. My heart goes out to them and to all who have lost everything and everyone they love in similar disasters.
We as a country are blessed with a support network unlike any other. And who were the first ones there to help? Yeah...you got it. Our Marines. I hope the world will remember that when they start bashing us again.
End of lecture. If I haven't bored you to tears come see me in NYC or wherever I might be. The calendar is full until the end of January. If you want to know where I'll be just take a peek.
Oh...two new video sessions and one photo shoot last week. I'm getting the final copies of the shoot Friday. Some are truly fabulous. Not me so much but the work of Myla, my photographer. Can't wait to share them with you. If not here for a bit, Jim is on the road, they will be on my ads.
For an old tart, I looked pretty good in them. And LIFE is good.
Smiles and Soft Kisses,
11/09/2013 - Manhattan and No Contacts
Hello My Darling Boys,
It was 32 this morning. When I awakened the sun was shining. Now it's gray and dreary. That's life in the Hudson Valley sometimes. We're sort of at the top of it and at the foothills of the Adirondack Mountains so it's not always as gloomy as Albany. Which is at sea level. In the summer, it's a very humid place to be in a hot spell.
We're 10 degrees colder than NYC in the cold months. Cooler in the summer, thankfully. But not much. Common sense tells me that all the coal pouring into the atmosphere from us over the years and now India and China has to make a difference. The acid rain poisoned the Adirondacks and it's taken years for the lakes and rivers to be cleaner after the scrubbers were put on the coal burning smoke stacks.
I'm no tree hugger. But I do think we have to be responsible for our environment in a thoughtful and practical way. Dumping chemicals and garbage in our streams and rivers is criminal. And big business was saving money by doing so. GE a huge contributor to the pollution of the Hudson River. I have an acquaintance who is involved in the clean up. He's told me what the divers have found in the river. Yuk!!!
GE has been paying for the clean up for years. There is still much to do. I doubt they would have done it at all if the government hadn't fined them.
So it's a balance isn't it? Growth and prosperity for folks in the outlying areas versus the destruction of the environment. Which comes first? The spotted owl or the poor folks who desperately need jobs?
Sorry, didn't mean to get on a bandwagon. Or a rant. Actually it's been a pretty good week. My ankle is healing exceptionally well. I did the R I C E for 72 hours and then started rehab exercises. My new friend I met in Florida suggested I start moist heat and ice on top of that. When he suggested a cane my cooperative spirit went on hold. NO freaking cane for me. I'm not that disabled.
In fact, I did a short shopping, errands trip yesterday and today. A good retail sale is the motivation for many a cripple to venture out. Ha!!
I bought a heated mattress pad. This old Victorian house is drafty. And the floors are cold and so are some my friends. One had a difficult time this week because he was freezing. NOT good! So I moved a little portable heater into the bedroom and bought the heated pad. Add a semi-tacky cheetah duvet and it's cosy and toasty warm in there.
Actually it's not that tacky. It's kind of fun feeling that soft fur on my backside. Of course, towels for you know what.
My candidate for Thunder Boomer of the month for October wrote to me this morning. He was thrilled to be mentioned. And he is THE recipient of the actual award. The BEST for October 2013. That is in bringing an earth shattering O. Now onward for November. Bring your best efforts boys and I will also.
It's a tough job deciding which was the highlight of the month because I experience so many diverse and wonderful love making partners. Fortunately my friends don't visit for the slam bam, thank you Ma'am kind of adventure. Most, not all, but most desire the mental connection as well as the more intimate one.
I've had many articulate and interesting pillow talks over the years with intelligent friends. I've learned a lot from those moments. And, hopefully, a few have on their side too.
I'm on a mission to educate the Backpage guys about better alternatives and safer encounters. Most of them have no clue. And it's not because they are dumb. Nothing could be further from the truth. I have yet to meet the stereotypical guy that folks think visit BP. All have been great and intelligent men. The ones who are not.....never get to visit.
One of the qualities that drew me to my new friend I met in Florida was his attitude toward providers. He admires and appreciates what they do. He understands their value and their service in society. And he considers them Goddesses. I whole heartedly agree.
And you all knew that it would be someone like that who would catch my fancy didn't you? Just as I knew if I ever had a chance of meeting someone to become more a part of my life, he would have to be IN the lifestyle. Or even a friend who visits.
We've kept in touch. The distance is a bit frustrating for him but I allayed his fears I hope. I'm not in a hurry. We both have happy and productive lives and we'll meet again when our schedules and stars align. It is planned as soon as I hit the nudist resort next Jan/Feb.
He does not live in Florida. I'll keep his location to myself for our privacy. But that is what airplanes are for. Meeting good friends in far away places.
And cell phones and sometimes even texting when time is limited. In the meantime, I'm learning more about his life and beliefs as he is mine. It's a really lovely process. One I feel good about. No pressure and yet a very nice hope for what might be a future. If not, a good friend.
Well, the contacts bombed. I've never had any eye/hand coordination. I gave it a try every day this week and went back to the doctor yesterday. Leo that I am, I was dismayed when my eyelashes kept falling off while I was yanking my eyelids open. And you thought they were real.
After many moments we both realized it was not going to work. So I took a credit and ordered prescription sunglasses. My new glasses look cool and I can see again. The sunglasses are chic aviators. It's a beautiful thing.
Thursday I had a photo shoot at www.cheekyboudoir.com I'd seen Myla's work over a year ago. She was in Oregon but toured the US doing photo shoots. I contacted her to see if she would work with an older woman. I liked her work. She said yes.
You can imagine my surprise when I found this cool name of a studio, Cheeky Boudoir, on a neighborhood walk. Even more surprised when I found out it was Myla and she had moved here. We're getting together tomorrow to look at the proofs. All of her work her is for civilians. I am the exception here so far. And she's busy. For a conservative town, there are a lot of secretly naughty people around. Her Valentine's Day shoots are fully booked already. I'm hopeful I might meet some of these socially. Someday.
As soon as I can get them up I will. I will be building a new annekepleasures.com so you will probably have to go to www.eros.com to see them until that's done. It may be my Christmas present to myself.
Hopefully, Manhattan will be decent this week. As always, only a handful of pre-bookings. It's always last minute. Since I'm staying in a very upscale hotel Times Square hotel at the generosity of a friend, it would be great if I'm busy. Profitability goes up when expenses go down.
What? You speak of this like a business Anneke? Yep, that's just what it is. Even though it's Monkey Business. One I pay taxes on and handle just like you do yours. I do help keep America's economy going. One adventure at a time.
Life is good isn't it? Be sure and check my calendar here to see where I'll be soon.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
PS..the pie video has been rescheduled for February 17th. Not something I could do with the ankle the way it is. Plus, it's a lot more fun when it's warm. You will get to see Anneke cream pied yet. I just hope he'll buy my favorites, chocolate silk and coconut cream.
11/6/2013 - I Can See Again and Tampa Adventures
I arrived home last Friday evening after an absolutely stellar week in sunny, beautiful Tampa Bay. The weather was perfect. The days, high 70's, low 80's and dry. That's rare and hugely enjoyable.
I headed down there to "get the kink out" and enjoy their type of Halloween. Also enjoy seeing old friends and film with Lauren. See if there was any business again in Tampa Bay and just generally have fun.
I'm happy to report all those wishes were fulfilled. And I came to a couple of realizations while I was there. Those of you who know me know I do not see myself as old. Older and aging yes. That's inevitable. But old? Hell no!
I looked around and I realized that my contemporaries and friends in Florida all look at least 10-15 years younger than those in the Northeast. It's the weather and the lifestyle and a zest for life. While it's mostly a baby boomer community there's no grass growing under anyone's feet. We're all making the most of the time given to us.
But we ARE older. There's no escaping that. And it was time for me to accept the fact that if I'm ever going to have friendship and companionship it will be in the company of my peers. Something I've resisted in dating. I thought, "oh let it go." And opened my heart and changed my attitude.
I turned the page and went on enjoying life. NO plans or desperation to find a companion. I realized that having this huge circle of friends meant everything. And that I NEEDED to be amongst them more often. Work hard where I live up north. Play hard and be with like minded folks in the resort. Simple.
So I booked a month beginning January 28th. I already had plans to attend the commitment ceremony between two dear friends in Key West, Jan. 23-25. Would I fly down for that or drive down and park myself in Florida for longer?
It's 10 degrees colder here than NYC. That's huge in the winter. I would give me motivation to work harder to be able to head south and be in the lifestyle I prefer. Not a bad combo. My beautiful, classy Upstate NY little city and my beautiful, naughty Florida nudist resort. A lot of folks would die to have those on their list of options of places to live. I feel blessed.
It seems when you open a door, life offers you more opportunities. I'd shed my expectations of a partner, part time or otherwise and opened myself to wider possibilities. It seems when you do, things happen. And they did. I'm not going to jinx this. I'm just going to sit back and see what happens. But I did meet someone my age, who is ageless, interesting, very intelligent, kinky and cool. I'd be proud to have him on my arm. We continue to stay in touch.
So stay tuned. One never knows what life will bring when you open your heart.
I'm freezing my butt off here. It was in the 20's the first night I was home and there is a wind tunnel blowing through my back door. That will be fixed but I've had a rude awakening transitioning back to the Northeast after only a week in Tampa Bay.
Then, Monday night, returning from an Albany outcall, I stepped down onto my brick path in the back yard, in high heeled boots and twisted my left ankle. Yes, I sprained it. Thankfully, not seriously but what a pain in the tuckus. And I have a photo shoot tomorrow. Hopefully, I won't have to stand in heels much. I'm more concerned about being able to tour NYC next week.
If I can keep my legs in the air most of the time and take taxis I'll be okay. :-)
What's the "I can see" about? I got new glasses. My old ones were terrible. And fitted for contacts. Which I still am unable to get into my eyes. I haven't given up and I am working on that but the new specs are great.
Life is good. Manhattan/Midtown/Times Square, Nov. 11-14.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
10/28/2013 - Thunder Boomers Nudies and Passings
Hello My Darling Boys,
Yes, I'm in a positively splendid mood. It's 79 degrees, sunny and dry. And I'm sitting in my rented condo in the middle of one of my favorite places. A nudist resort north of Tampa. Life doesn't get much better than this.
Uneventful but god awful early flight down Friday. I got up at 3:30am. Ack!! I didn't recover from that until I'd had two decent night's sleep.
The condo is great. It's for sale and while I'd love to buy it, put it in a rental pool and invest in the future, I just not ahead enough.......yet. It's a future goal. And I think in the end of things, I'm pretty sure I'll wind up here. Just not.......yet.
My old neighbor pal picked me up at the airport and we spent late morning, early afternoon running around getting booze, groceries and the rental car. In the middle of that, I took him to lunch at a great New York style pizza place down the road. Yes, there is good pizza outside of NYC.
And old friend came calling that evening. In fact, he drove from Rome, GA. Google map that. He's done it several times now. I'm always amazed and thankful.
After my neighbor returned to drop something off. He was decked out in a pink teddy and a blonde wig. I asked him if he'd had his makeup done and he had not. So I plopped him in a chair in the huge bathroom and got out my makeup tools. All prettied up, I sent him on his way.
I made my way to the resort and bought a yearly membership. It was cost effective and I plan to return. Soon.
I headed in to dinner. The dining room was sparsely occupied. This place has never had a consistent dining reputation. Friday night was no exception but the bonus was one of my old gal pals walked in with another friend and I asked them if they'd like to join me. We caught up and I asked her about real estate values. They are coming back. Now really is the time to buy. But things are what they are. More savings before I can think that way.
I went back to my place after dinner and changed. I had too many clothes on for dinner. She was shocked I was so conservative. For here.
The club was jammed and many of my friends from all over the world were here. Looking sexy and young for a bunch of baby boomers. And it hit me. Living a vanilla life with no fun up north ages folks. People here have a zest for life, a warm climate and an open mind. It's makes a huge difference in how that affects the mind, spirit AND body. They look 10-15 years younger then their contemporaries in colder, conservative climates. Amazing. It brought a smile to my face.
I was home. Oh, don't get me wrong. I regard Upstate NY as home, in the upbringing, formative sense. It's a lovely place to live and business is fabulous there. But I'm limited in the type of people I want to hang and have fun with. Not an indictment. Just how it is. I'm a perv, plain and simple.
Before I left Upstate a 5'2" package of dynamite hit my door. No, not a gal. Yes, a guy. What he lacked in height he made up for with his tongue. Holy Moses! Tongues down, he is at the top of my list for the October Thunder Boomer of the month award. The gauntlet has been thrown men. Anyone else want to rise,,ha,,to the challenge? Thanks darling!
Saturday was a chilly morning, (for here) but the sunshine warmed the day. I was up, bike ride logged in, dressed and decked out to head to Steinmart. One of my fav stores. I am very happy to relate that I had one awesome time of retail therapy. And I found those sexy, classy, designer outfits that are so hard to nail down at home. At a discount.
I also found a black, quilted bicycle jacket with a black fur collar. Perfect for sexy winter casual forays up north.
Saturday afternoon by the pool. Friends galore. Lots of sunscreen and a wonderful time.
Saturday evening I left the resort for dinner. Cool place. Fresh fish. A younger hottie sat down next to me and started a conversation. We exchanged numbers and it may continue. I'll keep you posted
I headed home and donned my pirate wench costume. I thought I was heading to a private party first, then onto the club then another party. I texted a friend and I had my nights mixed up. Damn!
Back home I realized I was pooped. Off came the costume, on went the robe and I chilled. I needed the rest more than the party.
Sunday afternoon was a 55th birthday party for another friend at another resort. There are around 12 nudist resorts in this county. Just a small gathering of 175-200 invited guests. Of course all the ladies were in sexy attire. Ya gotta love it. And it was super so see more old friends and make some new ones.
I had a quiet evening Sunday and now it's Monday and I'm had enough "down" time. I've already begun to get back to Monkey Business and Naughtiness this morning. More this afternoon and evening. There isn't a better place to do that.
One note; I know some of you knew Cookie, from Cleveland. A genuinely lovely person and a great provider.
If you didn't know, she passed away last month after a long, tough illness. She never gave up hope and kept working as long as she could. Her courage was an inspiration to us all. I met her through Miki and I'm sure the two of them are yukking it up in provider heaven. There has to be a special place for gals for are so giving and loving. Rest in peace Cookie.
Her leaving makes me acutely aware that life is good and precious. Especially when it's in beautiful surroundings with hot people. Remember, it's not a dress rehearsal folks.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
10/20/2013 - Woburn Upstate NY and Florida
It's a gray day in Upstate. 46. Windy.
The color is starting to wane and the leaves are giving up their hold and ..... falling. That's what they are supposed to do.
It was a glorious ride over to the Boston area on Tuesday and again on my return. And that was about all the sight seeing I did as it was like old times in Woburn. BP didn't dominate. The folks from Eros, date-check, p411 and naughty reviews had found me.
The hotel sucked but the one small gift was a great little local restaurant that you could walk into from the back of the cheap hotel. The food was great.
I was shocked and embarrassed that this usually reliable chain was so sub-par. While the location was convenient it was inadequate for what I like to offer to my friends. I apologize. And I'm going to write to that hotel chain.
Still, it was a very good week and I had time to spend with beloved old friends. I didn't have enough time to honor all. Not a bad place to be after the last few years. I've decided to return to downtown December 16-18.
I headed back after lunch on Thursday. A lobster roll was a must. Hey, it's New England.
I left the Mass turnpike at the Lee exit and headed north. Then stopped briefly in beautiful Lenox. I continued northward to Williamstown, Bennington and then headed west toward my pretty little city.
The colors were at peak most of the way. Some past peak but it was a satisfying ride though long. I smiled as I looked across harvested hay fields and into the Berkshires. This part of the world is so lovely.
I stopped for dinner before heading home. A new farm to fork restaurant that opened this past summer. My first visit had been positive. This one, not so much. Indifferent service and food. I won't go back.
It felt good to unlock the back door, make a cocktail and turn on the tv, catching up while I unpacked and started laundry.
Requests for outcall were respectfully declined. And a full day on Friday was passed by. I needed some time to rest and get reorganized.
Weekend off? What is that? This profession is 7 days a week where I now live. No complaints coming from this formerly too much time on my hands girl. I never left my home today.
One hottie drove 2 1/2 hours each way today for a saucy role play. He had scripted it out verbatim and my hair stood on end when it ended with the imperative that I was to be a "sex slave" in a blackmail scenario. He'd waited until 10 minutes before our encounter to text what he wanted.
I stopped for a moment and thought, "oh why not?" It was the classic scenario of the employee catching the boss embezzling. Of course the employee had the hots for the bosses wife. That being MOI.
It started the moment he walked through the foyer door. And his demands to satisfy not being a whistle blower began with a kiss. That's when the scenario went right out the window.
Holy Moly! Sparks were flying everywhere and we spent the next 3 hours lost in the chemistry and the fantasy. I love I when that happens. As he left he whispered, "this WILL happen again." Hot damn! I sure hope so.
In adventures like this and all the ones I've been lucky enough to experience I smile inwardly and say, "I have the best job in the world." If it weren't for you know who, it would be perfect.
So what's coming up? Well hopefully lots of cumming and I'll be home this week until I leave for the Nudie Resort and my 8 night working vacation. I will have a beautiful sensual condo for your erotic pleasures. Oh, a bit of a drive north from Tampa but worth the effort. Outcall will be available throughout Tampa Bay with advance notice.
I'll be selective as to how much naughtiness I schedule. After all, it is part vacation. I want to test the waters for a possible longer visit the end of January. Worst case, I'll fly down and back over the winter. It gets COLD up here close to the Adirondack mountains.
I bought the 30 plus sunscreens and I'll throw in a big hat, sarongs and prancing around the pool shoes. Nothing else needed poolside. Also my Halloween costumes, club wear and vanilla world clothes.
It's going to be tricky getting all my gear into two suitcases. I'm thinking a little shopping trip to Steinmart after I arrive. Then I'll ship those purchases home. It's a great designer discount store throughout the south. Man, I miss it.
Lauren and S O will be back around the same time so I'm sure lots of kinky high jinx will abound. Just what I need. Dancing in the club and who knows what else. One of the fabulous things about the resort and the lifestyle is that you just never know what COULD happen.
My good friend who is picking me up at the airport asked what I wanted him to wear at curbside. Shorts or a skirt? Yeah, the place is like that.
Life is good.
Your Very Naughty, Tired AND Happy Girlfriend,
10/12/2013 - A Sexy Weekend
It's another gorgeous fall day in the Northeast. Not a cloud in the sky and the sun is shining through all the various colors on the trees. We are at peak in town even though we lost a lot of them this week. We had a big, blustering storm blow through a few nights ago. 50 plus miles per hour gusts did a lot of damage in some places. Me,,,just tipped my patio umbrella over.
I have had a stellar week. Busy, busy, busy and this weekend is the same. Monday I see one of my beloved old friends and Tuesday I head to Woburn, MA to see more. I'll be back Thursday late afternoon. October 25 I'm Tampa bound.
Last night was a drive to Vermont. I'm not a fan of driving on two lane highways after dark but the 71 miles each way turned out to be simple. And the reward at the end of my destination worth the effort. Totally adorable. And the wife was out of town. Gotta love a plan.
Still, it was midnight before I rolled into home base and I had a visitor on the way at 10 am this morning. Fortunately I slept soundly and awoke rested.
It's an international day today. I have a visitor who hails from Scandinavia on the way. In fact, lately folks have been driving some distance to visit. LOVE it!
It's a sure signal of the seasonal change when I go pick up THE COAT. It's had other furry companions all summer in cold storage. And it was cleaned and glazed. Now it's time to come home to Mama. I'm hoping the furriers took good care of it. As you all know, I love wearing it.
I would be amiss if I didn't nominate one of my yesterday friends for the Thunder Boomer of the Month category. Still more than two weeks to go so who knows who will win. It was a great one that will be hard to beat.
I'm getting itchy for Halloween at the Nudie Resort. I bought two new costumes for the week. I'll throw a couple more in my suitcase.
You probably wonder just what kind of costumes one would wear at a nudist resort Halloween party. Well......not much for sure. I'll be sure to have my friends take pictures this year.
I do know I won't be scaring everyone with a sexy vampire get up this year. No one would come near me the last time I wore it. Even with the low cut bodice, cinched in waist corset, mini length gown, black wig and f--k me stilettos, people gave me a wide birth.
The fangs were glued in and frightening. With the fake blood dripping down the corners of my mouth it was not conducive for seduction. Not good. I don't want to be that authentic.
I'm not dolling up my place for Halloween this year. I'm not going to be here. The fall decorations are enough. I do think folks are going a little nuts with the Halloween décor. Sometimes less is more. Know what I mean?
Except for pillows. One can never have too many pillows. On couches, bed, chairs. It's a woman thing. Like you with your Home Media toys. Ha!
So what have I done for fun this past week? You my darlings. I'm not going to ruin my good mood with comments on the ineptitude and arrogance of those in DC.
Life is good!
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
9/30/2013 - No TITillation Today Boys Open with Safari or Firefox
This update is vanilla so if you are looking for something suggestive and sexy wait until my next update. Just a few "normal days" in the life and times of Anneke.
It's another perfect fall day in the Northeast. I've opened the windows and done a little fall housecleaning. Oh, not like years ago where you tore the place apart. I don't know anyone who does that any longer.
I am going to call the guy to wash my windows. With 11 foot ceilings and a half a landing up from the street, ladders are a must. Special equipment too. I don't have the equipment nor the inclination but I like seeing the glass sparkling.
I had a fabulous weekend even without sex. Yes, it IS possible. Friday night was a private affair reminiscing with old acquaintances. Saturday, a tour of new homes, a bargain arm chair found at the local consignment store, sushi with Sara and my fav British comedies on PBS.
Sunday I hit the road and headed north. The local news stations said it was peak for the fall foliage in the Adirondack Mountains so I pointed the car toward North Creek. As the elevation started to climb outside of Glens Falls the color brightened and more trees were showing their autumn splendor. I exited the Northway at quaint Warrensburg and continued north to 28. It was another 16 miles to North Creek.
For those of you who don't know, it's also home to the Gore Mountain ski area. It's a beautiful place. The leaves were indeed at their peak of splendor along my route and I blinked back the tears as I drove through the mountains. Absolutely breathtaking. I whispered "thank you" and continued onward.
A brief stop in North Creek. They have tried to make it a viable tourist destination and it's lovely but there's really not much happening. I'm sure it's a different scenario in the middle of winter but it's still a tiny mountain town. The mighty Hudson River is just a wide and shallow stream doted with rocks. Rafting is a popular pastime in season. Fishing, hunting and hiking are huge.
Heading west I continued through the chain of small lakes to much larger Indian Lake. If you've never traveled in this part of the country you should. There are millions of acres set aside for the Adirondack Park so it's sparsely populated and beautiful beyond imagination.
Overwhelmed, I pulled over to the side of the road at one small lake. Bright green evergreens mixed with vibrant colors of red, coral, yellow and orange, reflected in the pristine sparkling blue of the lake. It took my breath away again. I know fall color happens all over the US but here in the Northeast there is a vibrancy and luminosity that you'll see no where else.
I find it so amazing that every year nature outdoes herself. In a sense, it's humbling and uplifting.
The Adirondack Mountains were formed by the retreat of the glaciers as the Ice Age ended. Rivers and lakes were gouged out of the stone, mountains carved, frozen stone picked up and carried with the glaciers. You'll see shallow, tumbling streams dotted with boulders. Tall pines with their roots clinging to top of massive boulders along the lakes' edge.
Once again, I was retracing trails I'd followed in my younger days. It was like coming home and meeting old familiar friends. Emotional and comforting.
After an almost 3 1/2 hour jaunt I made a quick stop at the liquor store and then the supermarket. Sunday evenings, easy dinner, a cocktail, PBS, Masterpiece and Mystery Theaters and I'm a couch potato. I don't mind that it's football season and you all disappear, as much as I love being with you.
However, if that phone rings.....I'm ready for ya'. Life is good.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
PS...Montreal cancelled. Next tour, Woburn, MA, Oct. 15-17. Outcall IS available to Boston.
9/27/2013 - Loving My Own Bed
Fall is in full swing. The Adirondack mountains are at peak color, some places slightly past. We've a ways to go where I live so I think I'll take a little ride northward on Sunday. As you know, I love this time of year.
Thankfully we haven't had a frost yet so my flowers are still happily blooming on my deck and in my garden. It will be sad to see them go but I do have mums planted so they can survive a few frosts.
I had a crazy busy week. My houseguest arrived on Friday and we spent the evening catching up. A couple of bottles of Prosecco and a slow cooked pot roast I'd started the day before. It was a happy, relaxing time and we both crashed from exhaustion.
Saturday we had a scheduled visit to the Military Museum here. He wanted to find additional info on his great-great grandfather who had fought in one of the NY Regiments during the Civil War. After, I gave him a driving tour of our little town. Dinner that night was a Pizza delivery. It was my good fortune to get a personal treatment. Massage with warm oil and warmer hands. In return, he had a happy ending. In fact, we both did.
Sunday was a leisurely day and a trip to the National Park for a tour of the Revolutionary Battleground. It was the anniversary of the Battle that changed the outcome of the war. In fact, if the Continental Army hadn't won, we'd probably all be speaking with a British accent and the US of A wouldn't be what it is today.
We took the narrated driving tour and stopped along the way to see the many reenactments. A beautiful and meaningful day. We'd skipped lunch so after an early dinner we headed home to watch our favorite PBS Sunday evening shows.
In between friends came calling. His S O is a provider too so he knew when to leave.
Monday we got to try out his new video camera. My young hottie came to help me film some new content. And he IS a hottie. Yum, yum, yummy. It will head to Jim soon and hopefully I have some new naughtiness for you to peruse. That evening we walked downtown for tapas and beer. We were both beat and I had to leave for Syracuse the next morning. I'd packed for the tour during the day, after filming.
I dropped him at the airport with a hug and a kiss to get together when I head to Florida for Halloween. It's so special when old and dearly loved friends share my home and my city. I miss him already.
Syracuse was a whirlwind. I put up the BP ad Monday and I didn't place up to the top a second time. I was having all the fun I could handle. What a difference a few months and traffic to my advertising has made.
This morning, I'm awaiting a new coffee table. Little by little, the place is getting finished. Of course when it's all done I'll want to rearrange it and do something else. Isn't that just like a woman?
I'm NOT going to Montreal next week. A little tiny procedure on Tuesday morning on my left shin is going to keep me less ambulatory for a few days while it heals. My legs need to be in the air not walking all over Old Montreal. Hint, hint!
Life is good! Especially this time of year.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
9/18/2013 - BDSM Study Results and More
I was looking at a Domina's profile on www.fetlife.com and found a link and copied this article. I am Goddessanneke there. I thought you might find it interesting. I've never promoted myself as a dominatrix, nor advertised as one nor do I consider myself naturally led to be one.
However, my look and air of confidence in photos leads folks to me with requests for certain elements of sensual domination. Strap on play, CBT, light bondage and corporal punishment, the woman in charge, role play, etc. Lately, there are a lot more requests. So I found this article helpful. READ ON if you are interested at all.
BDSM practitioners aren't mentally ill: study
By Andrew M. Seaman
NEW YORK | Fri May 31, 2013 4:28pm EDT
(Reuters Health) - Some good news for people who enjoy restraints, riding crops and floggers in the bedroom: A new study says you probably don't have a mental disorder.
The results "seem contradictory to what the general public and professionals believe," said Andreas Wismeijer of Tilburg University in the Netherlands, who published the study along with Marcel van Assen.
Previous studies had suggested that BDSM activities were linked to mental disorders and vulnerability to abuse, according to the researchers, who published their results in The Journal of Sexual Medicine.
But in the new study, researchers found people who like BDSM, which stands for bondage-discipline, dominance-submission and sadism-masochism, were well adjusted and reported slightly better wellbeing than people who don't take part in those activities.
"We do have a lot of academic literature that's finding these positive things and not finding harmful characteristics," said Dr. Beverly Stiles, who has studied BDSMers but was not involved with the new research.
"The people that identify as being part of the (BDSM) subculture, this is who they see themselves as in their core," said Stiles, chair of sociology at Midwestern State University in Wichita Falls, Texas.
"There have been a number of studies in Finland and other places that basically concluded that there was no more or less psychopathology (or mental illnesses) among those who practice BDSM compared to control groups," said Dr. Richard Krueger, who researches sexual behavior but wasn't involved in the new study.
"They were fairly well adjusted or better functioning," said Krueger, an associate clinical professor of psychiatry at the Columbia University College of Physicians & Surgeons.
The authors recruited 902 BDSM practitioners and 434 people who don't take part in BDSM activities through advertisements to take surveys.
The questionnaire asked about BDSMers' personality, wellbeing and how they handle attachment and rejection.
Overall, BDSMers performed just as well as those who didn't report any involvement in BDSM activities. In fact, they scored slightly better on questions that measure neuroticism, openness, adventurism, wellbeing, awareness and sensitivity to rejection than the comparison group.
Stiles cautioned, however, that the study's participants volunteered, which means they may not be representative of the general population.
FIFTY SHADES EFFECT
Rachel Venning, co-founder of the Babeland chain of adult stores in New York and Seattle, said this was the first time that she had heard that past research connected BDSM and mental illness.
"We have the section that's got the blindfolds, cuffs and floggers and people don't see it and go ‘that's psycho!'" Venning told Reuters Health.
In fact, Babeland stores saw a jump in sales of BDSM items mentioned in E.L. James's popular 2011 romance novel "Fifty Shades of Grey."
"Every person on every airplane and every beach chair was reading a copy of that book. That gave people a little more permission to explore that stuff without making them feel like a freak or weirdo," Venning said.
Stiles told Reuters Health that BDSM practitioners include doctors, nurses and lawyers.
Some diagnostic criteria manuals, in certain European countries, have removed references to BDSM, Krueger said. However, the new edition of the American Psychological Association's Diagnostic and Statistical Manual (DSM-5) still considers sexual masochism a disorder if it causes people stress or dysfunction in their lives.
SOURCE: bit.ly/14eYiKc The Journal of Sexual Medicine, online May 16, 2013
Me....I like the huggin', kissin', making out and more much better. But each to his fancy...
I'm dealing with a fall cold. I look really sexy in my reindeer pj's, terry robe, fuzzy slippers and red nose. A box of Kleenex accompanies me all over the house. Hopefully this ends soon. I'm getting itchy. You all know what that means. :-)
Life is good. Fall is beautiful Upstate!
Love and Kisses After I'm Better,
9/15/2013 - It Is Difficult to Have A Rant
Good Morning Boys,
I hope all of you are enjoying the advent of fall as much as I am. It was 39 here this morning. The leaves are changing and I'm heading to a farm restaurant/stand for breakfast and apples this morning.
I was thinking about biting off a piece of....well, you know this morning. I had an exceptional crew of morons calling me yesterday and another 3 times in the middle of the night. I was ready for bear.
And then I looked out the window at the sun shining, beautiful clear blue skies and thought....oh let it go Anneke. Go sit down and write your gratitude list.
Yesterday I was as ornery as a snake. Of course, it was precipitated by the endless slew of idiot phone calls. Does GFE mean "bare back"? How much is the donation? Do you offer......?
You want to know what? I'm not giving that information, etc. etc, etc.
I texted my friend LuLu and we commiserated back and forth about the rude and indiscreet comments we were receiving. And it was only morning. I texted, "I'm getting an attitude and that's not good." Time to take a break and go do some of the regular things of life.
I had a great time in Stamford. Even though the NYC BP guys were just as moronic as the ones yesterday. And didn't show up for dates. Left and right. Fortunately, there was someone else to take their place who WAS courteous and WOULD screen. This trip, most of them were Eros. That heartened me. I am hoping just maybe, folks are being more circumspect and thoughtful about their recreational needs. One can hope!
It was fun to go back to where I lived for almost two years but it was even more fun to go home on Thursday afternoon. I stopped mid-way to see Sis and Son. Lovely visit as always but I couldn't stay too long. I had a friend awaiting me in my little city and Sis and Son needed to make a trip to Lowe's. She's endlessly remodeling and he's always there to help.
The guy can fix anything. And I mean, anything. That's why I love having him here. I compile a honey do list for him when he visits. He loves doing chores for Mom and I love having the company. For about 2-3 days. Let's face it. I'm used to being single. I like my own space. I do love entertaining friends and family but 3 days is the max. You know what they say about fish and friends after 3 days?
I digress. I hurried home. Unpacked and arranged the scene of seduction for my friend. I'd left late Tuesday for Stamford and my usual tidiness didn't happen. So I had to hustle.
Fun occurred and I had a late leftover dinner and a martini. Thursday morning in Stamford had been quiet. I was getting itchy so his visit was welcome.
Friday was a whirlwind of activity. The new couch I purchased weeks ago finally arrived. A new gent that I am considering as a playmate friend arrived too and the phone was ringing off the hook.
At the end of the day I said, "enough" and headed out to dinner. Fridays are always busy here and my closest and most favorite restaurant was knee deep at the bar. My cute bartender made me a martini and I patiently waited for a seat. I needed to decompress. My patience was rewarded and I sat down to another excellent dinner. Two martinis, a braised romaine salad, Pasta vongole and I headed home and crashed. Eight days of touring within a 10 day time frame and the day's craziness had taken it's toll.
But......there are no complaints. I'm busy, bills are getting paid and paid up, I'm building a business here and life is very good.
What a change from a few months ago. BP might be a pain in the tuckus sometimes but it's turned my biz around. I put that on my gratitude life every day.
Life IS good. I hope it is for you also.
Syracuse, Sept. 24-26
Montreal, Oct. 3-5
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
PS....don't forget to check out my Clips for Sale. Link right here at Annekepleasures. Jim is adding more from Exposed all the time. And I'm going to be filming this next weekend. Whoo Hoo!
9/11/2013 - Remember THE 9/11
I'm in Stamford CT and today is a day of remembering. All the stations here are broadcasting the memorial service. The tugs on the heartstrings are almost more than one can bear and I did not know anyone who lost their lives that terrible day.
But I'm in a part of the US that did. My heart goes out to all of you who lost loved ones and/or friends. Let us never forget them or that day.
9/10/2013 - Chicago Thunder Boomers and Clips For Sale
Hello My Sexy Hot Boys,
I'm in Stamford CT for a couple of days. I just got back from Chicago Sunday afternoon. That was enough time to do the dirty laundry and repack the clean stuff. I didn't even put anything away. Just spread out the big suitcase in the living room. What was the point?
Chicago was great. The weather was perfect. And except for a Thursday night very short bout of food poisoning it was a great trip. Unfortunately my dinner companion had it too. Luckily, whatever it was that we ate (we shared bites of each other's dinner) was fast moving. Still, not fun and I felt kind of shaky Friday morning.
But....rising to the occasion I was back on my back in no time.
I haven't been anywhere since that humiliating trip to Miami. This time I knew the rules. Hell, I make them.
I love staying on N. Michigan Avenue near the Water Tower. Great restaurants, hotels and FABULOUS SHOPPING! Everything you could ever want within a few blocks walk.
After my "liason's" Friday I went to a stroll down to La Perla. Forget the lingerie. They only carry up to size nothing. When I asked the girls in the store what was wrong with the company, Chicago being a hefty girl town, they said their pleas for larger sizes had fallen on deaf ears. Apparently the Italians have enough small girl business. They don't want or need voluptuous women on their client base.
BUT I was able to buy a two pairs of their gorgeous lace top thigh high stockings. Black of course. If I told you how much they cost you'd croak. But for photo shoots and special occasions they are stellar.
Then I walked down to Nordstrum's and checked out the latest shoe styles. I've decided I like Manolo Blahnik's this season. They have a pair of black and white houndstooth sling back pumps that would look fabulous with my new black and white sheath. Only $800. I'll have to find some knock offs somewhere. That's just too much money.
I'm working on paying off my car and my debt this year. The shoes can wait.
So on to Joe's Stone Crab which is right out the back door of Nordstrum's. Of course, Stone Crabs are not in season. They are harvested from November to May. I just could not jump ship to an imposter from the Pacific and ordered Oysters Rockerfeller instead. Perfect with a tall martini. (Obviously I was feeling better.) But I ate bread to be safe. Something that hasn't been on my diet that past couple of week.
I started to walk back to my hotel and got totally turned around. I wound up on Lakeshore Drive and just couldn't figure out where the hell I was in relation to Michigan Ave. Of course it didn't help that crossing over it there was NO street sign so I missed it. Finally, back aching, I grabbed a cab. I'd already gotten my workout in and I had a couple appointment that evening.
I'd walked past their hotel 3 times in my lost in space state.
I got back to my room and took a nap. Probably a remnant from the food encounter. I don't do naps well. I wander around in a fog after them but I just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.
Freshened up, I hopped in a cab and went to see my old friends. We'd met years ago in Clearwater and stayed in touch. We had a great time and both hubby and wife enjoyed a big O for themselves. Courtesy of MOI.
Saturday was the day of remembrance. My September Thunder Boomer Award goes to my last friend of the day. I know, it's early in the month but guys, there is NO way any of you could have topped this one. The boy knew his stuff and read my body perfectly. Our first time in a pile too. Oh my, oh my. I was a very happy girl. So my friend, I'm still smiling. You were fantastic.
Diamond Jim and I met for lunch Friday afternoon. That was my "safe" meal. Bland, starchy, filling and no chance of problems. We yakked away about what had been going on in our lives. No filming, strictly social. But we did get some things ironed out with Anneke's sites.
I WILL build a new Pleasures. We WILL shut down Exposed and send all that content to clips for sale. In fact, I received my first check from them today. In the past, my automatic deposits were not making it to my bank account. Today's nice big check brought another smile to my face. I'm trying to forget the money I did not receive.
Jim is gradually going to bring all the content to clips for sale. It will be in several formats for those of you with PC's, Macs, smart phones, etc. Something for everyone.
I'm thinking I'll buy another camera and we'll add new Anneke's Oral Adventures Around the World on an ongoing basis. That's a simple shoot to do. My partner's face is never seen and he can hold the camera. There are a LOT of cities where I have not filmed. And it sure won't hurt to repeat one. So, if you've ever wanted to become an anonymous porn star, now's your chance.
It's time for cocktails. It's looking good for Stamford. Kind of bittersweet to be back and not living here but it was a period in my life. Fun and sad. Those were recession years and tough. It prepared me for where I am today. Loving life in my little city. Looking forward to time in Florida soon.
Life is good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
8/31/2013 - Wrong Side of the Bed
Do you ever have those days where you just woke up and felt crabby? I've been like that the last two days and I know it. Why I don't know? There's no reason to be touchy. But I am.
And of course that's never good for business when you are communicating with people who would like to partake in your service.
At first I thought it was not enough exercise. So I got myself back to the gym, walked, lifted yesterday and did a long yoga routine this week too. I think I need another long yoga routine. Something is brewing.
I know one think I need. Yeah....a good one! The pocket rocket and watching porn just isn't doing it for me. I need one of those thunder boomers. Fate, the stars and life have gotten in the way of meeting "friends" the last couple of days. So not meeting friends has made me crabby with my hopefully new friends. Know what I mean? LOL
Plus, I'm dieting again. That would do it by itself. You know what the first three letters in diet are. D I E
On a happy note, my old friend and his intended are here in the city to enjoy it and the track this weekend. Tonight I'm preparing dinner. We'll catch up on all the news. She's finished a novel and is hoping to get it excepted by a publisher. I am dying to hear the story line. She's an exceptional writer and I would be so surprised if no on snapped it up. You know her as Beverly Fisher. That sassy, feisty redhead from Denver.
We both love champagne and we all love Kir Royale's so I'm sure we'll put a few bottles of that away tonight. Roast beef, garlic smashed potatoes, fresh asparagus and lemon gelato with fresh mango for dessert. I'm skipping the potatoes and the gelato so I can have the champagne.
Tomorrow we'll have lunch on the porch at the club house and then dinner in town. She's having a spa treatment today.
In fact, that sounds like a great idea. I'm overdue for a massage. Wouldn't it be great if it had a happy ending?
There is a place on Hollywood Beach in Florida that is a swinger's hotel. A few summers ago I stayed there for a couple of nights. There is a rooftop pool where you can sun bathe nude. And a guy who gave massages to the ladies. And you guys thought that YOU were the only ones who had happy endings. Right now, that's sounding very enticing.
I wound up meeting a couple of guys and later, we all went down to the playroom. I had left one of my Annekexposed videos there for the tv. We turned it on and the moaning on the video was joined with our own. Later, the one hottie and I went back to his room for more playtime. Then on to a swing club the next night. I'm thinking I'm needing a little more naughtiness.
Anyone want to help a poor deprived gal? I'll bet my crabby self would disappear right away.
Life is good isn't it?
Smiles and Licks,
8/25/2013 - Whoops Where Did It Go
Hello Darling Boys,
In case you are wondering what is going on with www.annekepleasures.com we are trying to switch hosting companies. In order to do so the site was down. But after the change we found there was no access to the journal, calendar and the appointment page for you.
Why? Well, they are on a secure offsite server. For YOUR safety and mine. But that poses a problem in the switch. We have to find out where that is. Diamond Jim did not build this site. Another webmaster did years ago and her technician pulled all kinds of snarky stuff in doing so. We've rectified his part of it but now that we're trying to make this change it's bit us in the butt.
What's the answer? I have to build a new site for Annekepleasures. This was a stop gap attempt to save some money. But now I have two hosting companies and the site is back on the old one because it works. ARGH!!! No dollars saved yet.
My apologies but please be patient with me. The journal works best of Firefox and Safari folks. The site is old code and just doesn't work well with IE. Sorry. I'll get this all updated and working well within the next few months. I will keep you posted on our progress.
Annekexposed is going bye bye. New members cannot join now since the billing company would not solve the problem. Old members that are left, I suggest you cancel your recurring membership ASAP. It's time to send all the content to Clips for sale. The link is on Pleasures. And Xposed. I know it's not the bargain that Xposed was but I'm tired of getting ripped off to the free sites. Xposed makes me NO profit. It's a business decision, pure and simple. Since most of you are businessmen I am sure you can appreciate my course of action.
So what else has been going on? It was another busy week. The town was jammed for the Travers Stakes. It was a long day, post time started early and there were 14 races. I netted out about a $150 profit betting. I also had the winner of the Travers so it was a fun day. New hat, new dress, (it fit) and an absolutely gorgeous day.
One of my fav local bands The Refrigerators was playing at Siro's so I couldn't pass that up. I walked over after the 12th race. It was already wall to wall folks and the band was just getting ready to play.
I bebopped around for 40 minutes or so until the smell of the port a potties wafted over the dance floor. Totally gross! So I left, only to find there was not a cab to be found. 30,000 other folks were trying to find their way home or downtown and I was out of luck.
Thankfully I had flat shoes on so my only option was to walk home. It's over a mile but it was okay. Two years ago I would have been screwed. I could never have done it. It's a testament to how much my back has improved. Dancing, walking that far after a full day of being on my feet already and I was fine. Now all I need is a good O.
Life is good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
8/22/2013 - What NOT to Do or Say
It's reminder time.
You NEVER ask what the donation is on the phone or in email. It's in an ad or on a website or on a review site.
You NEVER ask anything sexually explicit. I had one potential suitor moron this morning ask me if he could "lick my ----" this morning. Another wanted to know what my specialty was. I hung up on both.
Do NOT ever ask for unsafe practices. I'm hearing way too much of that this past year. Forget that you saw me in a Scores film years ago. We all were tested right before the shoot. And I've been tested many times since.
Now, mind you, I've had to adjust my attitude for BP but there's no excuse for this. and it's not just the BP guys. If you put your foot in your mouth and ask something stupid we can't have a date.
So, remember, the next time the little head takes control and you pick up the phone and call someone hot, be a gentleman and be circumspect. Let the big head do the talking.
If you haven't screened her you could be talking to you know who and you've just compromised yourself. That is why we spend money on websites, ads and do profiles. To keep us all safe.
On a happier note, the Travers Stakes is Saturday. I have a new dress and a new hat. We'll see if I wear them when I put them on Saturday morning.
The dress is covered up. Long sleeves, high neckline but va-va-voom. It's a knit sheath in black and off white. And the off white has an hour glass shape set within the black. Totally surrounds Trixie and Boom Boom in an outline. Curves in and rounds back out over my stomach and hips. It just might be a bit TOO much for the conservative folks at Saratoga. All that pulchritude.
I'm thinking I'm saving it for a party I'm going to in NYC Sept. 10th. I need to get rid of some of that pulchritude. I'm sure I'll find something else in the closet that will go with the new hat.
It's been an exceptionally busy week. :-)
Life is good.
Your Being VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
8/17/2013 - Ponies and Possibilites
Good Morning Boys,
I'm having my first cup of coffee on a beautiful Saturday morning. I have to take a run downstate and back today. Family matters and a new friend after. That could not have worked out better.
It had been fairly quiet the last week or so but yesterday seemed to break the silence. However, all the activity led nowhere. Folks had big ideas but were short on follow through.
No worries though. I'd planned a day at the track with my son and really didn't want to cut it short. One cancellation allowed us to stay through the 9th race. He'd had a winner for 8 straight races so he was a very happy camper.
The phone started ringing again but late. I know lots of gals love having late night visitors but if I haven't met someone before and I'm all snuggled into my bathrobe I'm not inclined to be having a date at 11 at night. If it's an old friend, that's different. New friends, I find it disrespectful to be calling last minute and late. Just how I am.
I'm starting to plan my fall tour schedule and have added a trip to Syracuse toward the end of September. Chicago begins the month. I haven't been to that fab city since February of last year. Hopefully, Diamond Jim will have time to get together. Film? Not sure. Catch up, hopefully so.
I'll be downtown so please plan ahead. I will have to insist that we go the full screening route, RS2K, Date-check, P411 and very solid references for Chicago. It's a tough city. They are relentless. You'd think with all the crime they'd use their resources where it really mattered. I am not going to get on another bandwagon today. I know you're happy about that.
Stamford, CT is September 10-12. I have a function to attend in the city the evening of the 10th. It's Fashion Week so I'm not paying those hotel prices. I'll take Metro North down for the party and play in my old second home town. Yes, I am already pre-booking so let's plan your date. If you need an outcall in the city the evening of the 10th I'm open to that possibility but you must book ahead.
I want to try and fit a trip to Boston soon. I know I'll be downtown for sure the 23rd of October but I'd like to get over sooner.
Montreal is the beginning of October. I'm combining leaf peeping with shopping, eating and playing. Hopefully I'll attend one of their swing clubs while I'm there. I may have a partner to do so with. That would be fun. It's a beautiful city and the folks are very friendly. It's like a trip to Europe and I miss heading across the pond as I used to. It's only a 3 hr and 15 minute drive for me.
The only downside is coming back through customs. Our custom agents are nasty pieces of work at the Canadian border. It's the worst border crossing experience of all. That's just not right. Traveling around the EU was a piece of cake compared to this.
As long as the dollar is strong against the Euro and the Pound Sterling I'll have to stay this side of the pond. It makes no financial sense otherwise as I'm gifted in the local currency.
The end of October sees me headed back to the nudie resort and Tampa for Halloween and a little tour. Stay tuned for those exact dates. I want to test the Florida waters for possible winter dates. If I'm busy in Upstate NY I'll stay put with little side trips south. If it is not and it IS busy there I'll head down for a longer period of time. I'll let you know well in advance.
This next week is looking good and the Travers Stakes is on the 24th. I'll be joining Sara of Albany and our friend for this highlight of the racing season. Beautiful dresses, big hats, lots of champagne and the excitement of this important venue. It will be fun and mobbed. If you are there say hello or give a little discreet wave. I'll never intrude.
My Son always observes that the track is so civilized. No fights, people are dressed well and act politely. The only texting you see are folks looking at the handicap sites and calling their bookies.
I told him it's after the track you see all the drunken nonsense. Folks know enough to behave themselves at the track. It's one of the reasons why I love to go. It's so civilized. That and the beauty of the place, the horses and the tradition of 150 years of racing at one of the premier thoroughbred tracks in the world. When Sammy blows that bugle before each race I feel a thrill. It's a privilege to be this close and to partake in the Sport of Kings.
For those of you who know what I'm talking about I've ordered a couch for the living room. It was a tough decision. Basically, I had a queen sized bed that I was using for one. It was here when I moved in and I dressed it up with a beautiful cover and lots of coordinating pillows. It's been a hit but it's damned uncomfortable to watch the television sitting on a bed instead of a comfortable couch. So, comfort won out boys. The next time you come a calling it may be making out on the front room couch time.
Not all bad either. Life is good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
8/12/2013 - So Much For
I know, I said I wasn't going to be here as often. But I wanted to update www.annekexposed.com members. Especially those that have experienced problems logging on once they've paid for the membership.
I have the folks at the billing company working on this.........again. It's yet to be resolved. Also, why there isn't Visa or MC available.
For years, there was enough revenue available in my billing company account. With the advent of all the free porn folks stopped joining annekexposed.com Some of my lovely members who had downloaded the xposed content thought it would be nice to share it with the world. For free. And then there were those free sites who went in with their high speed connections and downloaded all my content for 4.95. Eight years worth of effort by me, Jim and my costars.
So when the time came to pay for the privilege of offering Visa and MC for you to join there wasn't enough money in that account. Thus a notice went out. To firstname.lastname@example.org Well, admin for annekexposed.com was driving a big rig all over America. I can't blame him. I should have known that I needed to be hands on. These things don't happen by themselves.
And yes, I have to pay 500 each for Visa and MC per year. The site is not a money maker nor has it been for a long time.
So this is what I think I will do when I can do it right. A new site for Annekepleasures will be built. With full back door access for me. Don't get excited, that is not what it means. Then I can edit everything on the site myself. No need for a webmaster once it's built unless I need something else done.
When that site is built I will add a "members" section and I will upload the old content from annekexposed to it. If you want to see it, you may join. Of course, you already have a clips for sale option for some of that content now. There will also be a mailing list and all the latest SEO benefits.
I will let you know when I can make all this happen. My apologies for not staying on top of technical issues. I've been busy staying on top....of.....well, you know.
Life is good. Frustrating sometimes, but good.
8/11/2013 - Oh For Heavens Sake
Some of you took my last update and admonition to be more discreet and cautious the wrong way.
While I do appreciate the concern nothing is wrong and I am available as always. I was just reminding you that screening works both ways. You should always check out the gal just as much as the gals do you.
How do you do that? One easy way, google the phone number on her ad. If she has a website it should link you directly to it. Also to any reviews she has. NO reviews? NO website? I'd think twice about seeing someone with no internet presence unless they are recommended by someone you know well. Even then, YMMV. Which means, your mileage may vary. Not everyone likes the same person to the same degree.
You should be able to speak with her. The voice and the tone say much. If she's indifferent or rude on the phone I'd move on. Of course, she could have had a day full of folks calling who were indifferent and rude to her and she's had it. Still, each and every person is different and we should remember to be courteous at the very least at first. When they are not, a DNA goes on that number. Do Not Answer.
I know I've had days when I have to remind myself to be nice on the phone. You wouldn't believe the lack of courtesy I experience on a day to day basis. Phone manners seem to be a thing of the past.
"Good Morning, this is Anneke. Who is this please?" Most times someone will answer with their name. Other times they just rush headlong into questions that shouldn't be asked. But I have found that the nicer I am the nicer the response. It does start with me. The more I listen the more I learn and the more pleasant the conversation.
So if you call me and I'm snippy I apologize. Some jerk probably just called and rubbed me the wrong way and I haven't taken 3 deep breaths and smiled to reset my mood. By the way, try that. It's part of the training to create a Super Brain. It actually works!
Something I need.
So, no worries mates. All is well and life is good.
Smiles and Soft Kisses,
8/10/2013 - Summer Is On the Wane
Good Saturday Morning Darlings,
It's a gorgeous day. The back door is open and a nice breeze is blowing through. The sun is shining and it looks like it's going to be a beautiful day.
As I tend to my patio and yard blossoms I'm noticing changes. They KNOW the days are starting to get shorter and are slowing their growth spurt. I'm also starting to see little patches of trees here and there changing color. Fall is just around the corner. Where did the summer go?
I had a nice birthday yesterday. Thank you to those here and friends who wrote and called. Another year older, a whole lot wiser. While aging has it's downside it also has many benefits. The wisdom one gains while experiencing life is priceless. I wouldn't want to be 22 again for all the money in the world.
Please don't be surprised if I'm not here as often or in as much detail in the next few weeks. There is expanded scrutiny on many levels from all branches of you know who for all of us. You included.
I suggest we all stay a bit more under the radar for a while. All you have to do is drop me an email or pick up the phone if you want to stay in touch. Be careful. Save your favorite numbers in a password protected place. Stop bitching when someone wants to screen. It's for both your benefit.
I am doing great and I want it to stay that way. If you need an Anneke Fixxx you know what to do.
I'll be around and having fun. Life is good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
7/31/2013 - Better Late Than Never
The Saturday update didn't happen. My apologies. It was a busy weekend at work and play. So, I'm updating later rather than not at all.
Remember that old saying? Isn't it interesting how certain "expressions" have disappeared over the years. All one has to do is observe the look on someone younger's face and you realize they don't have a clue what you are saying. My mom had some doozies and we all laugh when we remember her funny sayings. There's another word that's probably disappeared. Doozie.
I love the new crop of buzzwords. "Going forward, reaching out, I'm aware, amazing, etc. I was watching one of my design shows one evening and I swear, amazing, was the only adjective the person knew to use to describe what she saw.
What happened to using a varied vocabulary without the use of f--k every other word? I thank the stars all the time for our English teacher's weekly 10 word vocabulary test. It was an easy hundred and over the course of the school calendar we learned a plethora of obscure words to enhance our conversations.
So what have I been up to? Well, getting my friends up mostly. My life is been centered around my home and my incall the last few weeks. An occasional foray to my friend's locations has changed the scenery. A garden tour. This weekend a Drum and Bugle competition. Yes, you read that right. I love that stuff.
I've attended the track 3 times thus far. The who's who of horse racing are all here. Those are rarified circles for these next few weeks. Some that I'd never fit in nor would I care to. Too conservative for starters. Too proper for ME to ever be accepted. Yawn!
After living the nudist and swinger lifestyle it just seems impossible that one person could ever fulfill all your needs for the rest of your life. Luckily for me, I have my friends here. I like variety just as much as you do.
My boy toy and I had a very fun evening over the weekend. That's all I'll say about that. You can use your imaginations to fill in the blanks. (smiles)
Still busy, still having a great time. Still screening and being careful about how many friends I have. Outcall is really a more discreet option but most want to visit the sensual boudoir. I have to put a limit on those who may.
While BP gained a lot more notoriety this week it's been a blessing to me. As they say, there is no such thing as bad publicity. Now more know about it.
Life was good before but it's so much better now. Enjoy this beautiful weather.
Smiles and Soft Kisses,
Thundering Hooves, Thunderstorms and Thunder Boomers - 7/20/2013
Well, the long anticipated opening day at Saratoga Raceway was yesterday. I had my dress, hat, accessories all picked out.
I awakened to the yuks. Something gastrointestinal. I sent Sara a note to warn that I might not make it. Our guy pal said "tell her to put a cork in it and buck up and get here." So, 3 Immodium later I was waiting outside the clubhouse for them to arrive.
My cab driver said his dash thermometer read 101. I replied, "Oh, that's inside with the black dash." The hell it was. It WAS over 100 at the track. Thankfully we were in air conditioning but it's our norm to wander the track. Hobnobbing with the nobs and showing off our hats. MY butt stayed in the air, all day. Even then it was very uncomfortable. Between the yuks and the heat........double yuk. But troopers that we are Sara and I managed a couple of bottles of Moet. We both love champagne.
No Siro's for me after. I went home to my nice cool air conditioned pad, took a cool shower and waited for the phone to ring. LOTS of water as I probably was feeling worse from the dehydration.
Then all weather hell broke loose around 9:30/10pm last night. A huge front moved in and the show started. Thunder, lightening, 50mph wind gusts and pouring rain. I expected the power to go out any moment but thankfully, our part of the county was spared. Some were not so lucky.
It cooled the temps some but it was still 91 and muggy outside when I headed to Albany around noon. I needed some more "bling" for my new to me chandelier. One can never have to much bling on a crystal chandelier.
I found two more hats on the way back and some cool jewelry that looks like Gucci stirrups. I love things that look expensive but are not.
Nothing definite tonight. But I know the phone will ring after the track and cocktails. Tomorrow morning has some delight and then I'm off to the track after for Hat Day.
I feel much better and I'm looking forward to a cooler venue. It's supposed to be in the 80's. Veritable cold spell. Thank God! Finally Siro's.
I'm sure a lot of you have heard about Aphrodite getting busted. If not, It's a big Long Island agency. I'm not going to make a lot of noise here but I am going to give you all some food for thought. Start saving your favorite ladies phone numbers. TER AND Eros are implicated in this latest nonsense. If you haven't figured it out the powers that be are trying to shut us down.
Sweden has made it illegal to pay for fun. Ireland is trying to do the same. You all could wake up some morning and find ALL your favorite websites shut down. So, take my advice and start squirreling away phone numbers. Hopefully mine will be one of them."Nuff said!"
I have two Thunder Boomer of the month candidates to mention. The week before last I had back to back blessings. That never happens. So I have to say so far it's a tie for the July award. It's my challenge to you to knock them out of contention.
Still doing well. But being circumspect. I will commence touring after Labor Day. Perhaps a short trip or two the beginning of the week during racing season. I want to be here end of the week/weekends. Tuesday it's dark.
Definitely downtown Chicago September 5th-8th. I know Pittsburgh is on my calendar but I have to be in NYC for a Meet and Greet the next week on the 10th so I don't want to plan to be away too much. I'll be staying in Stamford, heading in on the train for the party. It's Fashion Week in NYC that week. Hotel prices are obscene.
I am going to head up to Montreal again at the height of fall foliage, October 10-12, maybe the 13th. There are a couple of swing and/or fetish clubs I'd like to go to. I have some cross dresser friends in Quebec I might meet there. Hey, I never said I was normal. I LOVE adding that kink in from time to time.
Strapon play, toys, light sensual domination, cross dressing, tease and denial as well as the usual fun. Life is never boring.
It's also my plan to head to the Nudie Resort for Halloween. You've never seen a costume party like this one. Yes, we wear costumes. Just not much of them. VERY hot and erotic and crazy.
Not much else is new. A former hottie is back in town. Hoping to play soon. He's done porn and while he's young he's no baby. Very much a grown up guy. Fabulous lover and fun. Can't wait.
I hope you are all having as much fun as I. If not, get going and get to it! No one ever regretted having too much fun at the end of their days. But most are sorry they didn't do more.
Life IS good.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
7/12/2013 - No Rain and New Hat
Hello Darling Boys,
The sun has been shining since it came up today. Not a drop so far. It was also the coolest day we've had in 10. Below 70 in the morning for the first time. I could have sworn I was back in Florida this past week. Except people were wearing clothes.
Speaking of clothes. I've been trying to find some new hats for the track. Unsuccessful so far but I am not to be deterred. I WILL have a new hat for opening day, thank you!
This whole week has been busy. Really busy. After a long, slow spell it's most welcome. And I've met the nicest folks.
Tuesday was a day just for me. I had a reading with a Lifestyle coach/intuitive/astrologer. I know, I know, you're thinking, what a whack job you are Anneke. But I believe that are forces around us that some can sense. And believe me, this gal felt them.
I'm not going to share a lot but what was exciting was this about face that I made about advertising WAS the key to prosperity. And a continuing career for as long as I desire and am able. As one of my Boston friends said, "Retire? Fageaboudit!" Sweet!
I'm heading down to my Sister's tomorrow and we're doing another Garden tour. I need a little time away from the boudoir to rest my bones. Until someone jumps on them again.
Not complaining. Life is really good!
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
7/07/2013 - A Happy Fourth and Getting With The Times
Good Sunday Morning Darlings,
I hope your Independence Day Holiday weekend has been a good one. Since my trip to NYC was cancelled I enjoyed it Upstate.
I invited Sis and friend up for our festivities and to spend the night. They love my little city.
But it was too dang hot to enjoy much of anything. In fact, if I didn't know better I would have thought I was back at the nudie resort, sweltering in the heat and humidity. There, at least you can get naked and jump in the pool with a cold cocktail. No such opportunity here.
After the parade and lunch we wandered over to the classic car show. Downtown was mobbed for the parade but it was pretty skimpy. Not one marching band. And certainly no pipers. A waste of time in my humble opinion. But we all applauded the servicemen and the veterans who marched. It's the right thing to do.
We'd had lunch at my favorite place for steamed clams. My Sis's S O's eyes popped out when he saw the bill. It's so cheap it's astonishing. And good.
After the car show we headed home. Just too hot. The air conditioning sounded like a better idea.
It was a lazy Fourth with cocktails and the grill all fired up. Sis had brought shrimp to grill, homemade brownies and half a watermelon. I made a new potato salad recipe and bruschetta with mozzarella, tomatoes and fresh basil from my garden. Roasted on the grill, veggies finished off the groaning plate.
Good times with good people. That's what special holidays should be.
They left early the next morning and my day started to hop as the phone began to ring off the hook. The last two days had been quiet by design. Now, I was getting "itchy" and eager to have some friends come a calling.
Since my Syracuse tour in June I've been busy most every day. Wait? Anneke? You've been bitchin' and moanin' for months that things were slow and you were concerned that your time was up. What happened?
Here's what happened. After being tutored by two very smart friends in the biz I jumped into the Backpage camp. What? Holy Cow? You did what? After more months of bitchin' and moanin' about BP you gave in and jumped ship?
You bet your bippy. I finally had a reality check and admitted that things were not working as they were. I either needed to find a new profession or give it a shot. But I needed to make a proper and safe transition.
I called a friend in Atlanta. She, like I, is a mature provider, well respected in the biz and has been around, also like I have. She said "call me" and I'll tell you how to make it work. And she did. In other words, take all the years of experience and knowledge gained as a provider and make it work for you in a new approach.
Then, another friend, in NYC, who is new in the biz, and knows nothing of how things used to be, share HER BP wisdom to guide me. Both said, "trust your gut and screen differently.
Scared to death, I put up a BP ad after a disastrous first day in Syracuse. One date. Tuesday morning I put my post up and immediately the phone started ringing. Yes, I had a couple of no shows, but looking back, I realize that if I'd truly listened to my gut the whole time, I never would of booked them.
And I realized that there ARE nice guys there. I also realized it's easy for you/they to peruse BP because it's a classified ads site and no company computer will block you. And let's face it, I am an rare jewel there. Mature, professional in my approach, real and independent. Not some 17 year old being pimped. And the pimp has put fake photos up and is waiting for you behind the door.
It's been a fascinating journey. In a sense, it's similar to when I began this journey back in 2003. I was scared to death then too and rightly so. I didn't know anything about how to do things. Even though my approach is different now I DO KNOW THINGS and that experience is paying off.
Instead of being on the defensive when the phone rings, I'm happy and polite and engaging. They don't expect that. And I try to get them to laugh ASAP. That ice breaker helps us all relax and in the end, I find out most of the same info I used to ask for on my appointment page. So, I DO screen. Now it's more personal. But believe me I'm googling and verifying as I'm on the phone.
Lower donations, easier access and a friendly disposition makes for busy. Oh, not a cast of thousands. I have to be discreet. I'm very selective and when the phone rings a lot I can be. It's a beautiful and a fun experience and I'm no longer bored and upset.
Be assured that I will never be careless in the chase for a buck. In the end, it's not worth it. I have my own safety and reputation to uphold and I always will.
I've also found thankful and appreciative new friends. I have heard horror stories from them so BP is still not for the faint hearted. But a little homework on your part still keeps you safe. My new friends are SO thrilled that I look just like or better than my photos when they walk through the door. Grateful that my service is unrushed, upscale, pampering and fun. That my incall is clean and sensual. And so they are already returning.
It's wonderful to have a hope for a solid financial future again. I've learned a lot during these past lean years just as you have. We've all had to cut back and reassess and rethink how we manage our money with this recession. It's been painful but it's been an invaluable life lesson.
Even more than that, I have regained a sense of self worth in this profession. I no longer feel like I'm too old, or too this or too that. It was all about traffic. Or lack of it to my advertising and websites. Plain and simple. Eros and the other "upscale sites" have lost it. And I've let them know. I'm still there and on all the others you'd expect a world class provider to be. But the biz is 90% coming from BP. It's all about numbers. If everyone, or most everyone, is going to BP the odds are they will find you and in greater numbers. Business 101.
My apologies to all of you who knew better and had to listen to my ignorance ad nauseum. I finally understand the new business model. You can teach an old dog new tricks. Pun intended.
Life is very good and I am having a great time.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
PS....NYC will be rescheduled but probably not until after racing season ends.
6/30/2013 - Value for your Bucks
Every once in a while some guy will say, "I never pay for sex." I reply, "Oh yes you do."
Thought you might get a kick out of this one.
Why are escorts the best value in the world for adult companionship? A typical date with a woman usually consists of very expensive components.
Clean Car 15.00
Tank of Gas 40.00 (make that 60.00)
Dinner w/ Wine 100.00 (if you're lucky)
Night Club w/ Drinks 75.00
Cost = 265.00
Result= A hug and a peck. Now you have to play the same game for 2-3 weeks! And do not even attempt that game if you are married. You make the call... Escorts are a tremendous value
Love and Kisses,
6/29/2013 - It Is Saturday So It Must Be Garage Sales and the Journal
Hello My Darling Boys,
Another stellar week! Westchester treated me well and except for yesterday, I've had my legs in the air every day. Of course, I'm just exercising them. Right?
Another friend is on his way from Syracuse and then I'm meeting Sara for lunch. We're both going to be in Manhattan this coming week. She leaves tomorrow, I, Wednesday morning. She is there until the 6th. I'm sticking it out until the 7th. SO.....if you'd like to schedule a double treat event let me know. Her donation is higher than mine but believe me it's worth it. She is absolutely gorgeous and incredibly in demand. www.saraofalbany.com
If your tastes run more to mature in the city, be sure and meet LuLu, www.sexyhotfriend.com She is away this week but is available in Midtown West often. Just check her schedule. I'm trying to talk her into coming up for the races for a couple of days. I'll let you know if she does.
Taller than I am, believe it or not. Curvy body, great personality. Lots of fun!
Jazz Festival this weekend. I'm debating whether or not to sneak in but heavy rain is predicted for early evening. Nothing worse than a thunder storm under big old trees. Probably will miss it this year as tomorrow night is booked.
I love this time of year here. My gardens are starting to look good. Everything is green from all the rain we've had. Too much along the Mohawk in fact. Flooding Friday morning in Fort Plains. It's a mess there.
But we're okay. The flowers love it and so do the robins, hopping along, heads cocked, listening for worms. They are so funny to watch. I got a kick out of watching the chickadees take a dirt bath in my sister's vegetable garden the other day. They are so cute. One of my favorite birds. I put up a Hummingbird feeder this week but I know it's going to take some time before they find it.
I headed out after my morning coffee to hit the in town garage sales. The ones in the Northeast are the best. Folks have OLD stuff. Good stuff too. I snagged three crystal decanters last week for a song. I collect them but they also store my sweet vermouth, crème de cassis and sometimes other cordials. Much prettier than looking at a bunch of bottles of booze plunked down on a pretty tray. The vodka is always in the freezer however.
I've been in my place a year and two months and it's full. I had next to nothing when I moved in and I've gradually furnished it with yard/garage sale finds. Furniture and accessories from discount home furnishing stores and the little bit left over from Florida. It's been fun starting over, painting up finds and repurposing what I did have. Friends who visit seem to love it. I know I do.
I'm kicking around a short hop up to Montreal but it's been so busy here I just might stay put until after Labor Day. I'll just have to see how things shake out. If it's busy here, why leave?
I am tentatively planning a Pittsburgh/Chicago tour after Labor Day. It's been too long. I may decide to spend more time in Chicago land than is now indicated in my calendar. Folks to see there. I'll post any additional dates when I know them.
Not much else new. I'm greatly enjoying my new busyness and the summer here in Upstate NY.
Life is good!
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
6/22/2013 - It IS Great to Be Working Again
I've had the busiest week I've had since I can remember. Syracuse was fab. Oh a couple of hitches I'll tell you about later. And it's been non-stop since I returned.
It's about damn time! I was beginning to think I was over the hill and not desirable. My ego was taking a beating. Well, I'm happy to say it's all plumped up and a raring to go again. There's nothing worse than a Leo with a deflated ego.
Our little town is just jumping. But I'm taking a break tonight. I'm plumb worn out but there is a big smile on my face. You'll never hear me complaining about working too much. However I'm still selective about numbers coming through the door. Only gentlemen and a very few each day.
Monday I head to Westchester and Rye Brook. Hopefully the trend will continue.
I returned from Syracuse late Wednesday afternoon. Trading messages at rest stops with a hottie from Utica who had missed me in Syracuse. He had to head to Rochester and I was gone by the time he returned.
He was adamant he had to meet me so he hopped in his car and drove the 90 miles each way. When I opened the door my jaw dropped. And his did too. I LOVE it when that happens. He says he'll be back. I sure hope so.
My last friend tonight receives the Thunder Boomer of the Week award. He had contacted me earlier in the day but we planned for an 8:30pm encounter. Late in the afternoon I got a text, 250? That's crazy. I won't make it. Why don't you do half hours?
Well, we went back and forth and finally he realized that I was the same MILF whose adult films he'd been watching for years. The hour at 8:30 was back on schedule and he was on the dot. He is the recipient of TTBOTW Award. Stellar performance and I'm so glad he finally realized that he could up his usual budget and it would be worth every penny.
Yes, I've lowered my donations across the board. Now you understand why the phone has been ringing. I'm not changing them here because I want folks to realize that there IS a big change. Just hop on Eros Albany/NYC, Date-check ads, P411 ads, Naughty Review ads, etc and you'll see.
But wait! Rather than put you to that trouble here goes;
GFE Incall; 1 hr/250. 90/350, 2 hrs/450
Dinner Date, 500/2 hrs private time
Overnight the same
This will apply to most cities I tour for hotel incall also. Outcall will be extra, depending on the distance I have to travel.
New York City/Manhattan, Add 50 per hour. Outcall will be an additional 100 in the city.
As always, gentle screening and advance notice.
I've gained a whole new clientele. All sweet gentlemen but folks who just couldn't quite justify my higher donation. Or afford it.
It's a new day and a new business model. And if I'm busier for adapting it I'm all for it. Same great no rush service. Same, "I want to have a good time too" attitude It's a win/win for everyone.
Back to Syracuse. I had two no shows on Tuesday. These two take the cake. Both young. I spent a long time verifying them but sometimes the players are really good at playing. Come to think of it I wonder if these two knew each other.
To make it short, I turned away several other opportunities to play for these two jerks. Lost income for sure but a lesson learned.
My friend, Sinful Sinthia, formerly of Chicago and now retired put together a flow chart. She ascertained, based on the chart, that she would no longer see any one under the age of 38. On average, they consistently no showed or caused problems. She didn't want the hassle so she changed her age limit.
That would break my heart. But it's been my experience that those in their twenties have a higher rate of nonsense than more mature guys. I find that especially when I work in NYC.
So boys, if I sweetly grill you when you make an appointment, that's why. Your brothers of the same age have made it tougher for you but I still want to see you. Just show up or you'll find yourself on the National Blacklist.
I use it. But judiciously. Someone really has to piss me off to go there. I still haven't added the two jerks from Wednesday but they ARE going on it.
For those of you who will be looking for me when I visit NYC July 3-7 my girlfriend Sara of Albany will be in town also until the 6th. YES! Doubles ARE available but her donation IS higher than mine. Give me a call. I'll let you know what's required. Believe me, you'll have a great time!
Time for a little TV, read a book and light's out. It was a great week!
Hope to see you soon. And remember, Saratoga fans. The track begins July 19th. Can't wait!
Life is good.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
6/17/2013 - Things Are Looking Up and Open in Firefox
Thought you'd like some good news for a change. The phone seems to be ringing more. And most are gentlemen. Who show up.
What a novel idea. I was explaining to my friend LuLu, that in the beginning and first 6 years of my new career, gentleman always booked well in advance. There was very little of this last minute, no information, give me a discount nonsense. It was respectful and appreciative. With the advent of the recession and a plethora of so called "providers" on Craig's List and then Backpage the scene changed.
Her comment? "I'd be sad too if I'd seen the business change like that. It's all I know."
I said to her that it's like all businesses, "whatever the market will bear."
Fortunately, there are a few of you around who respect the consummate professional who still loves what she does. And does it well.
Syracuse today after 2pm until noontime Wednesday.
Rye Brooke next week. Home in between.
MANHATTAN, July 3-7th. Yes, I hope to watch the fireworks. It's on my bucket list. Any tips on where to see them best would be appreciated.
Our little town is getting swamped with more tourists and folks from the city. Yes, we know when you are here. You come here to relax and escape from the stress of living in NYC. So here's some advice.
Slow down. Be polite. Drive courteously. Enjoy what WE have to offer instead of trying to insist we do it like you do in the city. If you don't like the way we do it here, go back home. Remember, this is why you came here in the first place. To chill. So....chill!
I had dinner at a new restaurant Saturday evening with my long time friend Mr. F. Those who are TER hobbyists know about him. All us girls adore him.
This newest addition downtown is decorated in New Orleans style. French with the opulence that N'Orleans is known for. Crystal chandeliers, dark, brocade wall coverings. Hand painted fanciful murals. Rich wood trim and back bar. A decorator's delight. It made me smile and sigh. And one of the best filets I've had in a long time. Absolutely stellar!
The owner stopped by our table and we learned this isn't his first rodeo. It shows. It has only been open a month but his experience with past ventures shows. I was amazed at the amount of time he spent chatting with us. We were dressed nicely and he complimented us. When does that ever happen?
First class but not over priced. Friendly, prompt service. That personal touch that is so rare elsewhere is everywhere here. And THAT is what makes this place special. It's classy but down to earth. Just one of the reasons why I love living here. If you want to know the name, e me or call. For those of you who live in or visit the Capital District, it's worth the drive north.
I'm all packed for Syracuse. Time to get ready and out of here. Can't wait to play there.
Life is good.
Smiles and Soft Kisses,
6/13/2013 - Happy Birthday to LuLu
Remember, open in Firefox.
It's my friend LuLu's, www.sexyhotfriend.com birthday today. She's taking herself to a spa Sunday, smart girl that she is. Home base is Manhattan but she tours. Look her up for sure. Happy Birthday kiddo!
I'm back from the Miami trip. Yes, that's where I went. I was invited to join an old friend from my CT days. Not a client friend. He sent the ticket and I hopped on a plane to Ft. Lauderdale. Shuttle to Miami.
Several sizzling emails/pics from me and he was ready. Or so I thought. I checked in first and he arrived after a grueling 10 hour flight. Well, as grueling as first class could be.
We hugged, kissed briefly and he showered. Then we headed down for cocktails. I knew these few days were strictly fun, no strings but I did not know, as he informed me over cocktails, that he was engaged to be married. And he's now feeling guilty.
Business wise, I have no qualms about attached gentlemen. Personally, I do. I would not have gone if I had known.
I'm not going to describe how the week played out but I will say that I was NOT treated like the desirable woman I am. In fact, I hardly saw him. He was there for a conference and while I knew his time would be limited I had no idea he was going to be absent without leave. It was humbling for my poor Leo ego.
Live and learn. Another reason why I rarely date. Civilian men and women too I guess, just have this little problem about being honest. I am totally sick of the game playing and bullshit. You who know me are aware how straight forward I am. Probably too much so. In this biz, it's an asset.
In the dating world, it makes you vulnerable. I am sick of how it is and appreciate all of YOU more than you know.
I have a little incident to relate. Don't laugh at the end of it. Getting off the plane to make connections in Atlanta there were three Carmelite nuns ahead of me. All older. We chatted and I asked where they were located. Iowa was their particular convent location. They had that beauty of spirit you would expect and it was lovely to converse with them.
I thought about how peaceful it would be to have their life. To have your mission in life be taking care of others. And prayer. To have the Church take care of all your daily physical needs. And then I thought. I do, in my own way. But it's not an acceptable way in the world's eyes. I wondered if the Catholic Church would take an protestant ho in it's ranks? And then I concluded...."nah." Dream on, Anneke.
An old dear friend is on his way today. An another this weekend. They appreciate exactly who I am even if Mr.Dishonest did not. We working girls need that just as much as the civilian gals do.
Happy Father's Day to those of you here who are. And don't forget to thank you wife for making you one.
Say a prayer for my daughter. She's not far from the line of fires in Denver. I worry about her constantly as most of you know. She's had a tough, tough life.
I'm thrilled to be back home. Every time I travel somewhere else I enjoy where I am but I return home more thankful for where I live.
Home through the weekend.
Syracuse next week.
Rye Brook the end of the month.
MANHATTAN.....heading back July 3-7. It's on my bucket list to see the fireworks.
Life is good. Even with my deflated ego. :-)
Hugs and Kisses,
6/08/2013 - Florida Bound
I'm almost all packed. Trying to keep that suitcase weight under 50. It's a challenge with all those shoes.
I probably will not bring my computer. The Iphon will have to do until I return Wednesday evening. I really want to get away from everything and relax and ponder life in the free time that I will have.
I'm meeting an old friend. He'll be busy part of each day so I'll have time on my own.
Sun, ocean, warm weather, sexy Miami music, sexy but elegant clothes and a hot younger guy. It's my plan to read a book and work on my tan. Hit the gym, eat healthy and generally do NOTHING. I need it.
The stress of life is getting to me. You ALL know what that is. And I don't have anyone else dependent upon me as most of you do.
I never realized the responsibilities men carry on their shoulders as husbands and fathers until I became a single woman and had to provide for myself. It was a sobering reality. How you decide to go from single and carefree to taking on the support of a wife, home, family is amazing. I commend you for being responsible for your families.
So I'm escaping from them for a few days. I know the change of venue will be good for me and I'll return home thankful for what I have and where I am in life.
After all, it is good.
While I'm away if you can't be good, be good at it.
Love and Hugs,
6/06/2013 - Back Home and Backpage
Hello Boys, Remember, open this in Firefox.
Boston was okay. Everyone wanted to meet me at the same time. Since I'm only one person that resulted in hours sitting around only to have requests from the same hour. At least the phone was ringing a lot.
Frustrating. So, I threw in the towel and cancelled Farmington, AGAIN, and headed home. Hartford area....I won't be back. You don't show up as requested.
I needed a dose of family so I took an hour and a half detour and went to see Sis and Son. I needed a hug and a laugh.
After a brief visit I headed north. There's an old hotel in town that I pass every day. I've never stopped in but last night it called to me. I parked the car and entered with intentions of a quiet cocktail. To my surprise and delight, two guys were playing guitar and singing in the bar.
And they were good. Old classy Victorian hotel. Good music and a couple of lagers. El Cheapo and ambiance. What a treat that was after 5 hours plus in the car.
A little TV and I crashed. I slept until almost 9am. I must have needed it.
While I was away my good friend Kelly, formerly known as Wild West Kelly texted me to tell me that a Long Island friend had alerted her to a huge bust there. I've provided the link to the Daily News article. Scroll down after you read it. Great comments and information by Normaja.
Of course they used Backpage. And all the guys arrested have their pictures and names posted. It's bad enough they were humiliated. Now their families are also. Do I need to say anything more?
I've had a come to Jesus moment this week. This business is hurting. Our economy isn't improving. Oh, maybe in tiny spurts but then the latest disaster, crises, political scandal sends it and you in a tailspin again. The Chamber of Commerce admits it rallies in spurts. All they had to do was ask me. I could have told them the same.
So, swallowing my pride I've lowered my donations greatly. And am offering INCALL for those who will be thoroughly screened and are willing to make the drive. Solid references, provider and/or business. Or date-check, p411, etc. I have to pay the bills and so do you.
Hopefully it's a win/win for both of us. You get a break. I make a living. The other business won't provide for me for a long time yet.
I REFUSE to advertise on Backpage. Every time I have a weak moment I think about it and then I google busts and stings and guess who comes up? If I could kick myself in the ass for thinking about it in the first place I would. And I'd like to kick YOU for going there too. So, I will continue to advertise on the better sites that I always have. And post on the erotic review. Even at this reduced donation.
Jim is still on the road so I can't change the donations on my website. Just go to my Albany www.eros.com ad. You'll see them there.
Hopefully, you'll take advantage of this.
Boston, while not fabulous was great fun. I reconnected with three returning lovers. Hot, hot, hot and I needed every last towel in the room. Off to Greece we went and Lake Anneke was overflowing it's banks left and right. One new hottie was a thoroughbred racing aficionado and we had a great chat in the pillow talk time. Hopefully I'll see him at the Traver's Stakes.
Can't WAIT for the racing season to begin. You can't imagine what fun it is.
Beautiful ladies dressed to the nines. All the excitement of the beautiful thoroughbreds pounding down the track. Live music everywhere after and people from all over the world.
It's a class act and it's crazy. This is the one time of the year that I'll let my hair down out in public. That's because someone I meet probably won't be from here. And there's no one around to gossip about it in town.
If you love the track and want to spend a day here, it's affordable and fun. And we get to play. Nothing gets my juices going as much as a day at the races. Well, maybe a FEW other things.
Heading to South Florida Sunday through next Wednesday. I'll be available until then and after I return.
I'm going out to garden now and then to the gym. Life is good.
Your Still VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
5/31/2013 - Journal Access Use Firefox
I've been having some problems reading my journal posts since the new server was installed. I double check things this way. I wondered if you were also since I hadn't heard anything. Today one of my Florida friends called to congratulate me on my 10 years of being self-employed. I asked him what are you talking about and he mentioned that LinkedIn had sent a message to him from me. Well, I sure didn't send it. But, yes it's 10 years now. Am I over the hill? I don't feel like it but only YOU can tell me that.
Long story short. He's been having trouble seeing the journal at all. I called the hosting company as I have two issues. This is one of them. The tech had no trouble seeing it with Firefox. But while we were discussing the other issue he logged in with Internet Explorer. Voila! There's a developmental issue that Jim will have to fix. Or whoever my new webmaster is if I can ever find one.
So....if you too are experiencing this, please use Mozilla Firefox until it's repaired. A lot to ask I know. My apologies.
The other issue is for new members for www.annekexposed.com. Since we converted to the new server new members to Xposed are getting screwed. And not literally. Apparently they join, pay, set up their user name/password and then cannot log into the site. NO access.
Well, this is AWFUL. Not only are you getting gipped you are in a state that needs to be relieved and I can't help you. I've got them working on it again. And have sent the necessary info for them to contact the company that takes your money. I will stay on top of this if not you. If we can't resolve it and soon, send an email to email@example.com and I'll refund your money. Fortunately, all who have called only paid 4.99 for the very short membership.
Today and all this weekend, there's a donation consideration. 50 off each hour. If we've met, just give me a call. If we have not, please complete the appointment page here. I'm seriously considering extending it for my Woburn/Boston tour. I need to work. And you need a break $$$ wise. I'd like to know who is benefitting from this so called economic recovery. It sure isn't me and a lot of the girls I know.
The "other" business is putzing along slowly. The problem is it takes money to make money and I don't have the necessary capital to do it justice. But I do have my legs and my voice. So, I bring my business cards with me and tell all I meet. When the cash flow resumes, and it will, I'll be able to invest in getting it off the ground in the proper manner. Anyone want to invest? Just kidding. If I were selling lingerie and dildos I'll bet you'd be lined up. lol
Hot, hot, hot here. How hot? Air conditioning on hot. There was snow on Whiteface Mountain over last weekend. 40 inches worth. A tornado warning here Wednesday. One actually touched down. Now it's in the 90's. What in the world is happening?
So my walks, biking and weights are at the gym. I can do yoga indoors at home. It's just too hot. But my flowers sure love it. On second thought, a frozen yogurt downtown this afternoon sure sounds tempting.
I need lots of hugging, kissing and more. This slow down is not good for my libido. There's only so much porn I can watch and taking matters into my own hands is no substitute for skin on skin. Come on boys.....pick up that phone. I'm needing some.
Still, life is good. At least I still need it and want it. A lot!
I hope to see you in Upstate NY or the Boston area next week.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
5/28/2013 - Remembering Our Heroes
I hope your long Memorial Day weekend was one filled with rest, relaxation and remembrances of the true meaning of this "holiday." It always seems a little sacrilegious making a holiday out of a time when we honor those who have given their lives for freedom.
Our parade fell on a weekday evening, in the pouring rain and cold. I did not attend. Instead, I paid my honors at my father's grave on Sunday. He reached basic training where he incurred an injury that discharged him. During those WW2 years a young man not in the service was looked down upon. But his injuries affected him all his life and were one of the causes of his death in his early sixties. I'd say he served his country.
A tasteful bouquet of real blue, red and white flowers and a flag adorn his marker. He and my Mom are buried side by side. There were two red roses in the arrangement. One for each of them. She helped in the war effort too, working in a plant that supplied weapons for the Armed Forces.
As you know, I stop there often. When I'd visit Upstate NY from my Florida address Sis and I would go to their graves to leave flowers. Now I'm close and consider it an honor to be able to do that often. I know there are not there but rather with me day to day. So I talk to them on the drive down. Yes, I watch Long Island Medium. lol I do believe that our loved ones watch us. And that is a comfort to me.
Okay enough maudlin stuff. Unfortunately, for your prurient edification I don't have much to offer this week. It was a quiet week as I expected with the "holiday" approaching. Hopefully all those pent up desires will need to be fulfilled THIS week.
Next week I head to the Boston area. Woburn this time and then on to Farmington. The next week I'm having a little vacation to someplace warm. Meeting someone I met years ago in Connecticut. I'm sure lots of naughty fun will occur. At least I hope so.
The weekend was cold and dreary until yesterday. And so I made the obligatory trip to Home Depot for more plants and worked in my gardens for about an hour. Then, headed downtown to see what was up. Even with the lousy weather, downtown was busy over the weekend. Now, with the warm weather and the sun beaming over us, the streets were full.
It felt great to sit in the sun on a bench and watch the world go by. Bikers, families with strollers, college kids and young folks who had been in town for DMB, (Dave Matthews Band for those who don't know) enjoyed our little town. I had thought about snatching a lawn seat Sunday evening but when I heard the tickets were going for $85 I said nay, nay. I'll listen to his CD's instead. I've seen him live 3 times in the past.
One most memorable event was in NYC several years ago. A client and I bartered. Don't get your hopes up. It doesn't happen hardly ever. lol He had two tickets for DMB at Roseland. I think I've told this story here before so I'll shorten the version. Before the concert I stopped for dinner at a close by the venue restaurant. The owner asked why I was in town, blah, blah, blah, concert, etc. Charming, Northern Italian mature guy. After relating my story and having dinner he called me over to introduce me to Mr. Rosen. Owner of Roseland. Mr. Rosen asked to see my ticket. He took a look and pronounced it was valid, asked for my name, and on a piece of paper wrote me a VIP pass for me and my client, who I was to meet there.
Wow, I thought. I waited in the lobby for my client friend. But, young boy that he was, he chickened out. So, up the stairs I went to the VIP area and watched Dave and the band tape their show for AOL. It's one of those quintessential NY stores. Lucky me. Silly him as in his embarrassment of being seen with an older woman he'd missed a golden opportunity. Oh well.
You can always be my "nephew" in public. Life is good. And I'm going to enjoy mine this week. Come join me.
Hugs and Kisses,
5/20/2013 - I Love This Time of Year
It's Saturday morning and I've already had my coffee, protein shake and done the garage sale circuit. I've found all kinds of neat neighborhoods, met some lovely folks and come home with a few treasures already. It's only 10 am. Oh and stopped at a local nursery for pink geraniums.
Oh YAWN Anneke you say. I'd rather be reading titillating tomes right now. Hang on. I'll get to that later.
I had a little visit to Parsippany this week. Pre-bookings, old friends called and then....disappeared. Thankfully not all so it was worth the 7 hours in the car both ways.
I love it when they ask, when are you coming back? Well, show up and I will. It's tough to keep positive when that happens. But I do. Thursday evening made it worth while.
One young lad has been trying to meet me for years. He's an Anneke Adult Actress fan. Initially he wanted to film. I don't do that when one has no experience and we've never met. I've found it's a scam for a freebie.
He was in Delaware. That's a hike. Still, I made it clear that this was a date that he had to reserve. Not a social call. But I gave him a consideration for the gas he had to spend and the travel time.
A little late due to traffic but he kept me apprised. He knocked on my door, young, adorable and eager. And nervous. We chatted a while and then the make out began. The boy had talent. Eventually I suggested we get more comfortable and we headed to the boudoir.
HE loves older women. Always has. He can't tell you why. It's just hard wired into his genes. Lucky for me. Fortunately, his youth didn't mean inexperience and we were off to the races.
Ah youth. A covered round one and we relaxed. Chatting about life and how we got to where we both were. After a respite I asked if he was up for round two. I'd already found he was open to experimenting and when I mentioned I thought he was a bit subbie he said, "Oh, I can be very subbie." We'd already mentioned a strap on. I showed him the choices and while he was no virgin to that kind of play he'd never experienced someone wearing one.
I gently prepared him. I have no desire to inflict pain, only pleasure. He told me he was feeling good and was ready for the strap on. I choose my smallest, a long ago purchase in Ireland. Covered it, lubed it and he well and gently began.
Years ago when I first experienced this in my swinger dating years I realized the power men must experience as they mount a woman. Then it was my turn to find out what that is like. I found I like it. Even more so when it makes my partner crazy. Since I'm not a domme, but a sensualist, it's always my partner's choice, not mine. But those who love it, truly love it.
If you've seen the last filming on Annekexposed it is a tutorial on strap-ons. I DO have a variety of sizes, shapes and materials. From soft, life like silicon to decorative glass ones. I smile when I think of the fun I've had with them over the years.
Back to the naughtiness. Taking him gently, I reached around to stroke his rock hardness. I could hear him moaning and soon he said, "I'm cumming." Totally spent and collapsed on the bed I brought a hot, wet towel to neaten him up.
Yes, he was young. Yes our lives are very different and life's experiences and inexperience makes anything more impractical. But there WAS something that connected despite that gap in years. I've learned to follow my instincts so we will meet again. Just as you enjoy youthful perfection at times. So do I. We'll see what life brings.
Time to get back to the real world. Planting geraniums and getting my son back to his honey do list. I picked him up on the way back.
Years ago, when I was first dating I'd met someone out and about and brought him home. A wild night ensued and the next morning when he'd left, he'd also left all his jewelry behind.
It was Thanksgiving Day and my son and friends were at my new apartment for dinner. Mr. Young Hottie came by to collect his jewelry. I introduced him to my son and my son jokingly said, "does he shave yet mom?" I said, "just barely." We laughed. I'm fortunate to have children who are open minded and accept their whacky mother just as she is.
Kinky people can be good folks too. We just can't be vanilla all the time.
Life is good isn't it? Doing something out of the box. It won't kill you. Especially if no one else knows about it. It's my opinion it's healthy to have an alter ego. A place in your mind that NO one else knows about. Keeps MY sanity.
Enjoy this glorious spring weekend. I know I will.
Love and Hugs,
5/11.2013 - All Is Quiet on the Eastern Front
It's been a gorgeous but quiet week. I've kept myself busy French painting my recent furniture purchases and going to the gym. A little gardening and roaming the back roads too. I have my father and my grandfather's genes. They both loved going for rides in the countryside.
The armoire and the headboard are done. Now I'm looking for vintage hardware handles for the armoire. That was one of my country rode trips up route 4 through Ft. Edward and Ft. Ann. Not the most prosperous places but still a beautiful ride. The old lilacs are popping out everywhere and the smell is heavenly!
Thursday I headed to Albany to meet and spend the day with my Sis. She needed to look for some household items and then we wanted to head to Washington Park in Albany to see the tulips. The yearly Tulip Festival is a big deal for the city. The apple/crabapple/dogwood trees were in full bloom too and added to the gorgeous tulip beds, it was a beautiful sight.
We're both gardeners and we often do garden tours. She's almost a master gardener and I've learned a lot from her. My little backyard garden is starting to pop up. It's on the shady side of the yard to the hostas and other perennials come up late.
I've been fortunate enough to be in the Netherlands at tulip time and visited the world famous Keukenhof gardens. Albany was a miniature reminder of that glorious vacation with Lauren and beau. After a zillion photos we sat on a park bench and watched the characters of the world go by. We're terrible catty gossips and we laughed to ourselves as life presented itself to us. Of course we were wondering who was gossiping about us. lol
Onward to a Doctor's appointment for her. Me to a local salvage/antique shop for the new crystals for my soon to be dining area chandelier. I bought big fat lead crystals and crystal chains to bling my bargain fixture up. It's being rewired and hopefully, next week, after my NJ tour, my son will swag it up for me.
There's not much left to do around the house but I still love going on Craig's list to find out where all the garage/yard sales are each weekend. It's been fun in the lovely spring weather to get out and meet people and just possibly scoop a bargain or two. I've found all kinds of unknown and beautiful neighborhoods so it's an adventure. And it's just possible I'll flip what I've picked up and fixed up down the road.
Today I found a vintage Moet aluminum and brass champagne bucket with matching etched glasses. Then it was exploring the back roads, visiting the newly opened farm stands and having steamers at a local bar/restaurant. $6 for two dozen and $3 for a Stella. Where can you find that?
So I just might not get to the weights today. The gym will be there tomorrow.
But I sure do need a little sumpthin', sumphin' and hope I won't have to wait until NJ to get some. I'll be in the Morristown/Parsippany area Wednesday through Friday noon this upcoming week. I AM pre-booking boys. Hint, hint!!!
I was perusing another provider's website journal today and she was musing about now being in her 40's. Hadn't she just been nineteen? I laughed as I read her comments. Oh to be 40 and know what I know now. But life isn't like that. We have to live it to learn it. And you know what? That's a good thing.
Come play with me. I may have a trick or two up my sleeve to share. Life IS good.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
5/04/2013 - Junking and the Kentucky Derby
NO! That title isn't about you. Weekends are garage/yard sale trips for me. As I'm launching a biz that relates to the design world I'm always out shopping for steals when the "season to sell" starts.
Last week I found a great chandelier. It needs a swag light kit and more crystals but for $25, a little electrical work and a trip to the salvage store in Albany for big, fat, sparkly crystals I'll have a glittery French style chandelier for a fraction of the cost. Plus I'll have a dimmer put on it so the "sensual mood" can be achieved when needed.
It's been absolutely glorious weather the past 4 days. Spring has finally arrived and everything is in bloom here in Upstate NY. The leaves are really popping out on the trees and it's Tulip Time! From now until Fall the weather can't be beat. Now if we could just do something about that long, gray winter.
I know, head south right after Christmas and don't return until April. Oh that I wish that were possible. I'll just have to start manifesting it in my thoughts. Or that's what LuLu would tell me. Oh how I wish that would work!
I hopped on Craig's list last night for the sale locations. Alarm went off at 8am, coffee, protein shake, gym clothes on and I was out the door. The first place I hit was the bonanza. It was a renovated into apartments Victorian home the other side of town. It seems the tenants were divesting themselves of unneeded items.
It was supposed to start at nine but the early birds were already picking. My heart sunk but over in the corner by the stairs I spotted a open work carved French style fruitwood headboard. Ah Ha! $25. With some paint I'd have what I've been searching for the past year. Only thing, it wouldn't fit into the trunk of my car. I gave them my card and they set it aside until I could arrange to pick it up. I left.
I texted someone to see if I could borrow their SUV. Out of town until tomorrow. The headboard was part of a set they were willing to break up. I rethought things. I still needed a sideboard for the dining area and the whole set was going for $150. I headed to the bank and returned to the sale. I asked if I could see the rest of the set. The landlord's daughter cheerily offered to take me to the storage shed where it was housed.
She hopped in my car and we cruised around our beautiful little city. The shed was unlocked so we were able to peek in. Luck was with me. The triple dresser was not too long for my space and the armoire could house my flat screen and components. New hardware and paint would transform the rest into the look of France.
Back at the sale, one of the participant's sons' would deliver all the furniture. Headboard, mirror, two dressers for $20. Hopefully this afternoon, if not tomorrow.
I'm heading to OTB, off track betting for those of you who are not New Yorker's, in Albany this afternoon. It's Derby Day folks. Since I'm meeting Sis and beau for the 4 Canadian Tenor's Concert at the Palace in Albany tonight I can't attend any of the myriad Derby parties here. So I'll head to OTB for a cocktail, a bet and to watch the race. I'll leave my hat at home. There's plenty of opportunities for hat wearing this summer.
Last evening I joined Sara Charles of Albany and our mutual friend for dinner. After we sat around a fire pit and he said these three guys were pointing and giggling. At me. I guess I was recognized. Oh for pity's sake, grow up.
Thus far it's been a fabulous weekend. What would make it complete would be a little sumpthin', sumpthin' tomorrow. I'm needing a good O or two or more.
How was Rochester? Nice drive, nice room, but slow. I cut the trip short by a day. Sure as shooting as soon as I left the phone started ringing. Boys.......plan ahead. These days I don't sit around in a hotel room hoping I'll have friends visiting. I go home. Plus I missed opportunities at home. Which seem to be popping up the longer I'm in the Capital District.
It takes time for folks to realize you are in any area. (Despite advertising like crazy.)
If I put an ad up on Backpage it would be known. You all know how I feel about that. Plus, I have it on GOOD authority Albany County you know who is back to their old tricks. STAY OFF that site. I surfed last night and there were 80 ads for May 3rd alone. Most all 19-22. Pimps writing the ads for sure and I know also LE. Buyer beware
For giggles I looked at the personals in the Albany area. I was astounded at the 100 plus ads for M4M from 3pm in the afternoon until 1am Saturday morning. All looking for bj's and more with another guy. Most were bisexual. I'll bet their wives or girlfriends would appreciate knowing about their risky behavior. They were all willing to go to a stranger's house to get what they needed.
Naturally the W4M only had a few gals. We seem to be more conscious of safety. Of course the blood doesn't run from our head to the nether regions and render us brainless like it does you. Hey, the truth hurts.
I'm "in residence" until I head to Westchester/Morristown the week of May 13th. That is if there are pre-bookings. I'm not willing to leave my lovely nest on a wing and a prayer any longer. Years ago I would have been booked before I left home. Even with cancellations I still would have been booked after I arrived.
Just ask us if the economy is doing any better. We're the canary in the coal mine. It still sucks.
But life is still very good and I'm loving each and every day of it. I could be working at Walmart. (NOT!) Come see me old friends.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
4/21/2013 - What A Week
Hello My Darling Boys,
I'm back in the comfort and safety of my own little nest. I left the city around 11 am yesterday morning, stopped in Kingston to see Sis and Son and then pulled into my parking space around 5ish.
The city was quiet this week. I think everyone, everywhere was shell shocked and naughtiness was not on so many minds as usual. I can hardly complain that I came home with very little more than I left with after expenses. I still have my legs and my life. I feel blessed but am heartsick about Boston.
An overnight friend Tuesday had been at the finish line two hours before the bombing. Thankfully business took him elsewhere in time. After a wonderful Italian dinner we escaped the thought of what could have been in friendly lust.
I'm not used to having a sleeping partner so it was a lovely diversion for me. A little morning delight, breakfast and he was on his way back to Boston, me to NYC. I think we'll be doing this on a regular basis. Fun!
I had thought I'd do some touristy things in the city this week but Boston changed those plans. No landmarks or Big Bus tours this time around. And the Big Buses were 1/3 full. Apparently everyone else had the same concerns. Some terrorist with a backpack and a bomb on a bus full of unsuspecting tourists. But, by Saturday morning and the end of the nightmare, folks were back on the buses.
Time on my hands, I walked the East side, hit the gym, read a book and enjoyed NYC's cuisine. Midtown East and 2nd Avenue is a great and inexpensive place to dine.
But Thursday evening I decided to go upscale and visit the Waldorf Astoria. I wanted a BIG martini and maybe a chicken Caesar salad even though I knew it would cost a princely amount. Thursday evening is party night in NYC. The bar would be full of interesting folks.
Stumbling into the bar, (I missed a step down and thankfully didn't humiliate myself by falling on my face) I found a spot to stand. Not a seat to be had. And no hope of getting one until someone left. Men don't give up their seats for women any more. Why should they? We're liberated. (Don't get me going again on that.)
Eventually some folks left and the gent to my left moved over so I could sit down. It seems he'd been peeking out of the corner of his eye at me. Of course, since I was standing, Trixie and Boom Boom were front and center. I thought he was with two women. Turns out, they were tourists and he had been in conversation and felt it would be rude to turn and speak with me.
I won't belabor this. He was a delightful contemporary who made me laugh. We wound up having cocktails, dinner, after dinner drinks and fabulous conversation. We've been in touch since. Will that continue? I don't know but I hope so. He was a rare one. Single, no kids, successful, intelligent and a great wit. Easy on the eyes and in good shape for a mature man. We'll see.
So the week wasn't a total disaster for me. But unfortunately it was for too many. Boston, Texas, earthquakes in China, sadness all over the world. Which reinforces my motto; life is not a dress rehearsal. When it is good, celebrate it. When it is not, be strong. Just like you were Boston. I'm proud of you and you will continue to be in my prayers. And...I'll see you this week. NOT in Back Bay. You know who is still all over that area.(For once, I'm very thankful for you know who.)
Life is good. Enjoy the one you have today.
Love and Hugs,
4/16/2013 - Boston and Friends
I'm having my morning coffee, watching the horrible news from Boston. I'm hoping and praying that none of my boys or their families were injured in that horrible act of terror.
I've already heard from one and by a stroke of fate, folks he knew who were going to be at the finish line, could not go. Nor was his brother, who was in the race, hurt in any way.
I've been touring Boston for 10 years now. It's one of my favorite cities and my friends there are amongst my favorite folks. That area of Back Bay is very close to where I always stay.
I lived in New Hampshire for 5 1/2 years so Boston and I have a long history. This all is way too close to home. I feel sad and sick and want those of you who read this journal and who live in the Boston area to know that my heartfelt sympathies are with you.
I head to Manhattan tomorrow morning. Security has been heightened all over the city. Landmarks, prominent hotels, etc are ramping up their vigilance. What a world we live in. I will keep my eyes open as I make my way in the city.
All a reminder to each of us that life is precious and that we need to cherish each and every day we are given. AND.... to be kind to those around us.
Boston friends, please check in and let me know you are okay. Be safe out there and I will be also.
4/09/2013 - Dangerous Escorts
I felt compelled to relate this story. A friend of mine went to Chicago last week on tour. She texted me in a panic on Sunday afternoon. Scared to death. Could she call?
I was driving but I pulled off the road and replied to her text. Call now!
In the previous 36 hours she had been fielding continuous phone calls from who she suspected was Chicago LE. Several different phone numbers, local and out of state were used.
Unknowingly, she verified one through employment. He was a fire fighter. When he finally got to her door he made an excuse and said he had to get back home. He'd call later. When she told me what his profession was I replied, "he's working with them."
She changed rooms. The calls continued and she finally realized she was being stalked. "What should she do?"
I told her to get out of town. She said to book a flight that afternoon was 3 times as expensive as the one she had booked in. I told her, "being arrested would be a lot more costly." But I suggested she check out, she'd already switched hotels once, and go to another hotel until she could book a more reasonable flight.
She just wasn't thinking straight and fear does that. The call and my continued help and support calmed her down and she subsequently was able to find a flight home that evening. A couple of stiff drinks at the airport and an escape to home started to calm her shattered nerves.
She texted me when she arrived home but she was a mess. She thanked me again for my calm approach. Hell, it's easy when you're not in the middle of being scared to death yourself.
She's okay and realizes she needs to stay at home where she has business and stay away from Chicago. For those of you who don't know, the Chicago Police Department has their own "fake business" website. So if a gal verifies through it and their switchboard she is talking to a cop. They get a lot of girls that way. And Backpage is a gold mine for them.
Another friend who was busted there over a year ago had to go to their "Unhooked" class to reduce the charges and eventually expunge her arrest record. It's offered by a Christian organization of ex-call girls. The class was full of very young girls in Loboutin high heels and carrying Louis Vuitton handbags. None had screened so it was like shooting fish in a barrel. She took some of them aside and gave them tips on how not to get busted. The teachers in the class knew my friend wasn't a stupid young girl. She just had been ignorant of who the website belonged to. She's not now.
It's not smart to use a work reference there unless the gent is a CEO of a Fortune 500 company. RS2K works best as well as other verification sites. The boys in blue are getting very smart.
All this trouble for a bunch of dangerous providers. Chicago has the highest murder rate in the US of A and they have time to bother busting independent providers? It seems to me their resources would be better served to society by solving the big problems the have South Chicago.
I understand the need to stop the slave trade. And I support it. But a grown up independent provider isn't being exploited. Most all have been or still are professional business women who want to supplement their income. And who love being sexual.
I'll NEVER understand why our tax resources are being used to prosecute a victimless crime. I'll never understand why it's okay to date a gal, pay for dinner, an evening out, etc. when the end goal is to get her in bed. (You know that's why you date, who's kidding who.) BUT if you just hand her the money up front, it's illegal.
We are a screwed up society in this country. The so called do good people need to mind their own business. Escorts don't end marriages. We SAVE them. If I had a nickel for every gent who says, "I love my wife. I just can't handle NO SEX for the rest of my life" I would be a wealthy woman. Providers solve that problem and send them home. No strings, no messy affairs, so long.
LE and the Federal Government need to use their resources wisely. Prosecute the pimps and the drug dealers who force these girls into prostitution. Make a dent in the global slave trade. It's disgusting and wrong and inhuman. And boys, Backpage is FULL of it.
But no, it takes more work than sitting behind a computer, eating a donut, scrolling through Eros and trying to entrap an independent, classy mature woman for offering a happy ending. What a joke. I have NO respect for this type of law enforcement. It's a waste of time.
I have a motto; CONSENTING ADULTS! If someone is drug addicted, kidnapped and/or underage they are not consenting. For those in this business who are safe and clean business women, leave it alone. And leave the guys who are respectful alone too. It's my opinion the divorce rate will go up if you try to end this service. It's not going to happen. It's the oldest profess in for a reason. It's needed.
My heritage is Dutch and most of you probably know that prostitution has been legal in Holland/the Netherlands for over 700 years. Why? Because they are a degenerate society? No. Actually the Dutch are a very conservative people. It's legal because they are a tolerant Libertarian society that believes that it's part of life. And so they legalized it and control it through registration and government regulations.
Would that ever happen here? Probably not for a long time yet. The famed attorney Alan Dershowitz commented that it would take another 20 years. That statement after our former NY governor resigned for his transgressions. He's probably right. The hypocrites in our society won't allow it yet.
I am hopeful that someday sooner it will happen. Even if it doesn't, life is still good.
Be careful out there boys.
Love and Hugs,
4/01/2013 - Sex Worker or Therapist
Hello My Friends,
Happy April 1st. This isn't an April Fool's prank. Too many of those turn out to be cruel. I don't get a kick out of making people feel foolish.
I was updating my Twitter profile today, Annekenordstrum in case you are interested, and came across a tweet from a group of sex workers who have a website called www.titsandsass.com "Tits and Sass is a group blog run by sex workers who saw a void when it came to witty commentary on the public image of our industry. The ideas promoted about us in the public eye have an impact on the realities of our lives as sex workers every bit as strong as the law, so we’re not letting any more dead hooker or stripper bones jokes pass by without comment" Take a peek at this. Lots of interesting articles for fun and seriousness.
You know how one link can lead to another and there was this article from Psychology Tomorrow I recommend you read.
It was refreshing to read something that didn't demonize us for a change. Of course, those of us who really care about our service understand what offer truly IS a service. For those of you who have never looked at escorts as therapists you might want to take a look.
On an entirely different note, I had a lovely Easter with Sis and family. She did a gorgeous ham, fresh mushrooms, roasted asparagas and I added my part with Julia Child's gratineed potatoes recipe. After cocktails, wine with dinner and Sis's homemade lemon pound cake we all collapsed in front of the television. I spent the night and got back home this afternoon.
I've spent the afternoon putting together wardrobe for this week's Boston/Waltham tour and the photo shoot on Friday afternoon. Then a long yoga session at home. Tonight, I have a "date." Whoohoo!
Not much else to share. All the snow is gone in my yard and the sun is shining. Life is good.
Hugs and Kisses,
PS...my new hairdo is on my Eros thumbnail.
3/23/2013 - So Where is Spring
Hello My Darling Boys,
I know a question should end with a question mark but I cannot use punctuation in the title line. Or in my calendar for that matter. It's the screwy way this site was built. So, I'm not ignorant, just not able.
One note; apparently there are still problems in the migration from the old server to the new one. I am going to contact my hosting company again about members being unable to log in to www.annekexposed.com Not cool, having paid for a membership and not being able to use it. My apologies and I am working on a resolution to the problem. Soon!
It's a partly cloudy, chilly day here in my little town. 25 to be exact. I don't mind as long as the sun is out and the streets are clear. I have to walk to my hair salon today. Parking downtown is tougher on the weekends. It's a tourist destination and they head here in droves on the weekends. Plus we're having Restaurant Week so traffic has increased even more.
NOT complaining. There's always something to do here. One of the reasons I love this place.
So....what am I doing at the hair salon? Wait and see. A bit of a hair style change. I've been letting it grow longer and gotten rid of the all over platinum blonde. Now it's a mixture of blondes with some of my natural darker blonde too. It's softer. Plus I was sick of the old look.
We Leo's like change. Hair, makeup, fashion, etc. It's my opinion that nothing dates a woman more than an outdated hairdo and makeup. Heaven forbid that I should look the age I am.
It's a fine line between looking ridiculous and classy sexy. One has to be realistic and enhance the good points in an elegant manner. There's nothing sillier than an older chick dressing like a teenager.
Except at the nudist resort. There it just doesn't matter. We're all dressed like sluts.
That just wouldn't compute here at all. Nor would I want it too. It's fun having that escape from reality once in a while.
Now I'm back to reality and it feels just fine. Vanilla isn't a dirty word. Besides, I do get the opportunity to be naughty and non-vanilla all the time. There is a time and place for everything.
SOMETHING NEW THIS UPCOMING WEEK! I'll be hosting an INCALL FOR ALL in the Albany area. What in the world does that mean? It means that I will be in a very nice hotel, just north of Albany, with an incall opportunity for you. I do not see new friends at my private incall. Only p411, date-check and old friends may visit there.
So if you want to become a new friend this is a good time to fill out the appointment page and get verified. I'll be there after 2pm on Wednesday the 27th until noontime on the 29th. It will be very easy access from the Capital District. Just a few miles north.
Old friends, you are more than welcome to visit there also. I'll have the room all sexy for ya'.
Sis and her S O are heading up today and we're going to take advantage of Restaurant Week. I haven't seen her since I left on the 18th of February. I miss her and it will be good to hear her infectious laugh again. We are loud when we are together but we do have fun.
I'm still deciding whether to relate one of my DC escapades. It was one of those moments that might give you the impression that they happen all the time. And they never have. I'm thinking on it but it WAS hilarious and funny.
It was a great tour there. Much like the old days in this biz. The days when you could visit for a week and it was very worth my while. Actually, DC has never been that good before. I had more dates than I could handle. Will I go back? Not too soon because while I hope this was a harbinger of an improving economy DC has always been iffy for me.
Absence does make the heart grow fonder sometimes. And not too many other mature gals in town at the same time.
One definite bonus. There was a fireman's convention at my DC hotel.
Life is good.
Your Very Naughty Girlfriend,
3/16/2013 - It Is Saturday So It Must Be Raleigh
Yes, it's sort of becoming like that. Where am I and what day is it?
Be prepared. THIS is a LONG entry.
I left home February 18th. I've visited Baltimore/BWI, Richmond, Fayetteville, Charlotte, Jacksonville, Tampa, Orlando, Ft. Lauderdale, Naples, back to Tampa, Daytona, Savannah and now Raleigh. Next it's DC, Binghamton and finally home March 20th.
It's been a long and mixed bag of adventures. Always interesting even when it's boring. It was great to see the progression from winter to spring in Florida. Although the temperature was below normal for Florida during most of my stay it was a far cry from the 3 above I left. Still, very little suntanning. :-(
But LOTS of adventures.
My last entry detailed the March 29th party at Lauren's and our Fantasy room episode. Since then I've visited with friends in Orlando over night. This is one of those wonderful stories that providers dream about. He, a former hobbyist meets a new love, a provider. Fast forward, they married almost a year ago. She is retired now from this biz. Add in another provider friend and it was a hilarious evening recounting provider tales that no one else but we can understand. No names of course.
It's always fun to talk shop in our profession. Her long suffering husband just sat back and smiled. He'd been there and now he was getting a kick out of hearing us share. Something we gals need to do because let's face it, our job is a challenging one. Especially if we do it well.
We had breakfast the next morning and I headed to Ft. Lauderdale. I have bittersweet memories there. I was married when I lived in Lauderdale and then divorced. Happily I will add. I had my very first apartment on my own and it was thrilling to be free and living on the intercoastal. Broke but fun.
I had booked a hotel close to the Interstate and had some dates planned. In the end, it was so so. But I enjoyed bopping around Lauderdale, seeing old haunts and having lunch at Skyline Chili on US1. That is until I dropped my Iphon in the pedicure bath. ARGH!
On to Naples. I'd had several dates lined up, multiple hours and every single one of them cancelled. But I had decided to view this as vacation time. The hotel was lovely and while biz was sparse I have to highlight one particular event.
It was Friday evening and the phone rang. A friendly, respectful gent had called to make a date. Necessary info obtained, we planned a time to meet. When he knocked on my door I peeked out. Oh, cute!
I let him in and gave him a warm embrace. We chatted a bit while I softly stroked his arm and leg. The next thing you know clothes were scattered everywhere and we were naked in bed. I'm not going into the juicy details but I will tell you he received The Thunder Boomer of the Month Award. He was a linguist par excellance and I gladly returned the favor.
He left with a smile and I told him I hope we meet again. He said, "so do I." Big smiles on my part and I slept very well that night.
The next morning I headed back to Tampa and Lauren and company. We were having a birthday party for one of her BBC friends. I agreed it would be fun. There would only be five of us. 3 guys, 2 gals. Hey, works for me.
She had purchased a cake and had a light appetizer spread for all. When the birthday boy arrived she was already involved with her submissive. Bday boy sat next to me and starting rubbing my leg. The die was cast. lol
His birthday gift was a long and sloppy BBBJTCCIM. But after he had seen how wet I could be. Any friend of Lauren's is a friend of mine.
Sunday we sat in the sun and played later. Monday I made the chicken piccata. Tuesday, I packed all up and we hugged and kissed goodbye. It had been so fabulous to be with old friends.
I headed to Daytona Beach to visit overnight with Wild West Kelly. Another provider friend. We go back a long way too. It just so happened my visit coincided with Bike Week. Something that has always been on my bucket list.
I arrived in Daytona after a grueling commute through Orlando. Sorry folks, but that is NOT my favorite city. It's a traffic nightmare.
She and I caught up and we arranged to head to Main Street to have some fun. We had had a late lunch so we were all fortified for some serious drinking. Friends with Harley's were in town so we were going to take the short hop downtown on their bikes. Or so I thought.
When you ride you need to be dressed properly. Jeans, boots, etc. Just in case the bike goes down. Since we were only going less than a mile, I hopped on in tights and sandals. When they hung a left, crossed over the intercoastal and headed north I panicked. There was no sissy bar on the back of the bike and I was sliding OFF. I grabbed onto my driver and hung on for dear life. And I asked where are we going? He said, "the Iron Horse."
Some of you probably know what that is. If you don't it's a famous biker bar on route 1. Since we headed north and then back south it was several miles on the bike. My back does not handle a Harley ride well at all. So I was not a happy camper. But I tried to focus on the beautiful ride. When we finally arrived at the Iron Horse, pain was shooting down my right leg.
I hobbled off the bike and stretched. Not happy with the circumstances but delighted with where we were. I've had preconceived notions about what Bike Week is. Fortunately, reality exceeded those notions and I found myself in the midst of a fun filled experience. It wasn't Hell's Angels guys. Instead, CFO's, Doctors, lawyers, and folks with LOTS of money go to Bike Week as well as ordinary afficionados. This was a happening and it was fun to be a part of it.
The ride back was going to be chilly so I bought an Iron Horse hoodie. We switched bikes so I could sit on one with a back rest. HUGE difference and I totally enjoyed the ride back to Main Street. Oh, still in pain but at least not worrying I was going to be bouncing along Route 1.
We hit downtown/Main Street and my jaw dropped. Beautiful, expensive bikes as far as the eye could see. Traffic jammed with bikes so it took a bit to find our parking lot.
We hopped off and sautered into Froggies. What a trip! I just wish I could upload my Iphon videos and photos here of our visit. What a blast! And a plethora of some of the most gorgeous men all in one place I've ever seen. It was like being in a candy store. Beer, hot dance music, hot dancing girls on stages and hot men. My motor was running I'll tell ya. But it was looking. Not partaking this night. Still.....a gal can dream.
Evening waning we walked the street looking at the gorgeous bikes. Then a quick hop home. I had to do a yoga routine before I could hope to sleep. I could barely move.
The next morning was agony. The ride had done more to my body than I could handle. I popped an Aleve and prayed that and my car's heated seats would help. I could barely walk.
I packed up, hugged Kelly goodbye with promises to come down again next year. Better prepared. Then I headed to Savannah. At one point, I was so hurting that I felt sick. I stopped at a rest area, stretched well and realized I just needed to eat. The pain had made me nauseous. On the interstate and back off for lunch, found me feeling a lot better.
Nothing was shaking in Savannah so after a nice dinner it was early to bed. Miracles do happen and when I awakened the next morning I was feeling just fine. My body had recovered. That, to me was a testiment to how far I had come since a year and a half ago. Hooray!
Now another long drive to Raleigh. Along the way Sheree had called and said we had a possible double. Traffic was heavy so I drove to her Incall first, bathed and changed to greet her guest. He was a silly guy who had never been with two gals before. After, he was moaning Why? and then said "Or should I say Wow?" We told him, "wow!" was more appropriate. Sheree took him to France again while I sat on his face. A good time was had by all.
I finally checked in late, had a light dinner at a cool sports bar next door and the phone rang. It was a student who had contacted me earlier. He had taken a photo of his student ID and sent it to me so I was comfortable meeting him.
23...........yeah. Amazing how long these young ones can go. 'Nuff' said. lol
Rememeber last journal entry how I mentioned that every once in a while someone walks through your door and it's instant chemistry. Well Friday morning was one of those hotties I'd met in Raleigh almost two years ago. It was so good we'd always kept in touch.
He walked through the door and it was just like old times. I love it when that happens.
My DC date calendar is starting to fill so if you want to meet, best to plan it very soon. I'll be available tomorrow afternoon until late Tuesday morning. Then it's on to Binghamton and then the spring home. If I don't have a detour in Utica.
Life is good. Can't wait to get home but don't want to short change the experiences along the way.
Your VERY Naughty Girlfriend,
3/11/2013 - On The Road Again
Hello My Darling Friends,
This is my last night at Lauren and Company's. I arrived Saturday and I've had a great time but I'll tell you more about all of that another update.
Tonight was a final get together. Lauren, as is her habit, has waited on me hand and foot. I wanted to do something special for her household so after the nail salon today, (I finally got the fingers done, since that didn't happen after the phone debacle last week) I went grocery shopping for tonight's dinner. We dined on The Barefoot Contessa's Chicken Piccata recipe, whole wheat spaghettini with alio and a big tossed salad. Of course, lots of sparkling wine flowed.
I will miss all the pampering and pleasing, on both parts but it's time to head home. I'm missing that darling little city where I live.
Please check the calendar here as I have made some changes to the itinerary. I'll be in Raleigh three nights. One more than planned. A big addition is TWO nights in DC. Near Dupont Circle. Don't let me down again DC. I'm counting on you to show up this tour.
I'll write along the way,Hopefully the weather will be warmer heading north than it was on the way down. One of my friends where I live said it was in the 60's over the weekend. Wouldn't it be cool to arrive with it warmer the 3 above when I left February 18th?
So.......more in a day or so. And it will be juicy!
Life is good.
Smiles and Soft Kisses,
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