This morning I have written to Darja, Elise, Nada, Anita, and Helen. In that order. Love-letters all. Or nearly all. Quite an experience, even for me, an inveterate lover. I hope that Lauren will return to the fold when she cools off a bit, by which time she will be able to accept her place in history—well, my history. It will take her a couple of years, but she will be back, I am sure. But my heart already goes to the next great love of my life, who will become aware of my cozy harem a few days too late to be able to do anything about it. The pain, the anguish!