My performance was lovely. The misses will deny our torrid sex affair, but when she removed my top hat and rubbed my balding head, I knew she was putty in my hands. It's all in my journal, which I wrote in each night at the close of the day. I am now dead and writing from the grave, but the affair is true. I won't even get into the time she begged me to run away with her. She was obsessed with me. "Yes, I loved him." quote from the lady on Mr. Belvedere. Well, that is all I am allowed to say at this time, but remember that I pounded the holy hell out of that woman and she screamed, "Oh Mr. Belvedere, I have been waiting for you you fat, bald, housecleaning English man you, you are sooooo sexy, yeah!!!" She once offered me cash for sex. Can you believe it? She was willing to pay me to have sex with her. I am Mr. Belvedere and I shall return!!!! The world is entitled to know that I had sexual relations with the mom on Mr. Belvedere, she stalked me, but she probably won't admit to that. Cheerio, tootalu, until we meet again. I was and still am Mr. Belvedere. Thank you and good night.