.....Meanwhile
Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kityyyyyy.
....at the Casa du Borghese...
Imagine our surprise when Houseboy Philippe was fixing us breakfast this morning.
...and after work, I'm off to Philadelphia for the weekend to visit with friends and have some frolic. I'll return Monday, when I'm off, and just in time for the solar eclipse.
In the meantime, enjoy the Casa du Borghese, have a libation at the bar or help yourself to a soft drink...
...Blake! He may not keep the most organized bedroom or quarters....but he excels at other talents.
....at the Casa du Borghese, as we decked the halls for the Christmas Holiday...
Our newest houseboy, Leonardo a Arabic import , we have the feeling will be very flexible of the hanging of my balls this holiday season.
.....Sebastian!
If I should find he seduces me...does that mean Im gingerbread???
Oh yes...he was a good hire...we are digging Keegan!!
He fills out and checks all the boxes henny.
Like the Whigfield song...it sums up our thoughts of Keegan perfectly.
When I think of you
I feel like flyin
Like a dream come true
Bad times are dying
When I thought of you
I need your body tonight.
With your affection
My life the same
'Cos it's like resurrection.
I'm callin your name
And you're close to perfection
And I need your body tonight....
...At the Casa du Borghese, it's a typical Sunday.
...meanwhile the houseboys are hanging loose for the New Year...
Monday. My mind is more on interiors among other things. I'm sucker for a great interior or a nearly naked man.