I had to take a break from LL recently because I was very close to being a drama queen which I couldn’t afford to be because of two reasons: I promised my luvs I will behave on LL and will not quarrel and second, I didn’t want them to forbid me coming to LL if I broke my promise. Anyhow, although I am still pissed off at certain things on LL, I decided to return. Ignoring those things, I focused on things I like to see and read. Anyway, I am back whether you like it or not.

Many things have happened since my last diary, but I will give you only a few blitzes because I don’t want to make my diary too big. First, we had Memorial Day on the anniversary of Prince’s father’s death. That’s what we decided to have several years ago instead of having several different memorial days for our loved ones during the year. On that day we visited the grave of our loved ones (except my Prince and Ivy who don’t go to the cemetery but have their way of paying respect to their fathers. She used to go to the cemetery with us until she turned on his image). Then we had a memorial supper in their honor. It was very emotional. We all cried a lot when we talked about them. After Memorial supper, the three of us went swimming to get rid of accumulated stress. We had one of the best sexes lately afterward.

A few nights ago, we watched “From Paris with Love” with John Travolta. We were thrilled with the movie and J.T., especially my luvs for he hadn’t mercy for thugs and the enemies. It stimulated them to have sparring training for a second time. I watched them. Oh, my, how much they both love fighting. My Ivy still cannot defeat him although she is pretty good. My Prince was so carried with the fight that in one moment he lost concentration and he punched her in the nose making it bleed. He immediately helped her stopping the bleeding, apologized and kissed her numerously. My Ivy? She smiled, said it was nothing, and that she is not mad at him. Oh my, they fucked like animals afterward that I couldn’t listen to their moans, roars, and similar unarticulated sounds. I had to put on my headphones and listen to my music until they came to the bedroom.

And the day my Prince was defeated in one-on-one combat came to reality. Namely, a cruiser with couple of thousands of tourists arrived in our city harbor. Many passengers visited our Hotel hoping they can book in for 3-4 days. They had no luck since we are fully booked, but some of them liked the hotel's ambiance and came to have lunch and supper in our restaurant. One day one of our security guards talked to the American marine on leave who wanted to speak with the chief of the security. Hearing that our chief of the security is she, he started to mock him and us saying that any institution with a woman in the position of security chief is lame and disrespectful, that they shouldn’t uphold such positions and that he changed his mind now about meeting chief of the security. Our security guard didn’t like his behavior and he called my luvs and told them about it. My Ivy was furious and she wanted to fight him. So, they went to meet him. He confirmed his words and my Prince demanded an apology to my Ivy. The marine refused to apologize. My luvs challenged him to fight in the gym. Many who heard it wanted to see it, but they were forbidden. When the gym was emptied, the three of them got in, my Ivy challenged him to fight. The marine said he doesn’t fight the women because they are weaker than men. My Ivy attacked him anyway, but he successfully defended not hitting her back. She quit fighting when she realized she can’t beat him. Then my Prince started to fight him. (My Ivy told me later that the marine was an excellent fighter and that my Prince had no chance against him). He defeated him after three knockdowns. My Prince was faster but his kicks and punches were weaker than his opponent who punched him few times so hard that my Prince hardly stood back on his feet. Anyway, after third knockdown, my Prince admitted defeat. Then my luvs treated him with a drink in the Hotel bar where he told them he is the champion in “XXX” military fort and expert in martial arts. When he learned my luvs went through very hard training to become pro bodyguards and that they help the police in arresting drug dealers and law offenders, he showed them respect and apologized to her. Then, as an act of friendship, he offered his help in writing a special exercise program for my Prince for strength improving. At the end they exchanged e-mails and phone numbers. I was very glad that he was defeated in a friendly fight, instead of in a fight in which he might be badly hurt. The fight with American marine just proved him what he already knew: there will always be somebody better than him.