Hello there boys and girls,

London calling. It has been nonstop. Let me tell you the theatrics never cease. Yesterday, Nef and I were just doing an innocent bit of shopping and low and behold that footballer was coming in the door as we were going out.

He smiled and said, "See ladies, I knew I'd find you here."

Nef put her hands on her hips and said, "You think you're hot doggin my gurl down, Santa's only been in town a few hours and you just sniff her out."

He gleamed and I must say it was quite sexy when he said, "I would know that lovely scent anywhere. I have a table reserved and Nef please join us. I've pulled a small party together to celebrate the posse coming to London."

Nef put her hand on his arm, which was more than arms length even for Nef who is not a short woman.

She corrected him by saying, "You mean you've pulled a small party together to welcome Santa darling to London because I don't think we'll be seeing any other members of the posse at this little gathering."

Taken aback, he got all serious saying, "Santa I know you're seeing somebody and I told you I'm fine to just be dinner date pals for now, but you're gonna get tired of him one day. And I just want you to know that in life before a relationship heats up to sexy, it's good to know you've got a friend."

So call me a hussy, we joined his dinner party. To be fair, it was really lovely. On the way home Nef had maybe one drink too many and couldn't stop herself from suggesting, "Ohh Santa gurrrl a superstar footballer dined on you all evening, feasting his eyes on what is forbidden."

"Nef honestly I feel terrible because he really is a sweet guy and maybe if I had met him first then we'd be having a different conversation right now."

"Different conversation, Santa honey, we wouldn't be having a conversation because he'd be all up in your business right now."

"Keep it to yourself Nef. I can't be thinking about that, it's too close to cheating in my mind."

"Ooh gurrl, see you could entertain Mr. Athletic if we could get rid of Mr. Am-I-A-Criminal but still gorgeous and Russian type of look."

I had to laugh, "Now you're just being silly, suggesting Mikhail could be a criminal, of all things just because he's mysterious and handsome."

"Uh huuh, you heard it here first sista let the world know that Nef is suspicious of how he's never been really anywhere but knows everywhere like the back of his hand. I ain't buyin it, somthin is up with that one gurrl. Enjoy the seduction, but I would still be givin Mr. Athletic an All-Access-Area pass to the London shows."

"He asked for four tickets Nef for the first show."

"And passes..what about passes gurrl?"

"Why do you have to be so nosey?"

"Uh huuh, passes…did he get any passes?"

"If my memory can recall correctly I think I included backstage passes for his party."

"See that's my gurrl, you never know when the Cold War is goin to resurrect itself and just remember sista the U.K. and the U.S. have a signed treaty honey."

"You know Nef, maybe next time we need to cool it on how many margaritas graces your lips."

"Honey, I'm comin into the hotel bar right now for my nightcap before I get evicted and sent back to East London."

I left her in the hotel bar as another party started around her, giving her a big kiss on the check and saying, "You know I love you Nef. When will I see you tomorrow?"

"Santa gurrl I have my Access All Area that you gave me in Rome. I'll be there to celebrate early."

"Just remember Nef some of us have to work."

"Uh huuh, you work it gurrl."