PennyPurple said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

Fantasies

Just because people project sex onto everything Prince does and every woman he knows doesn't mean it is that way. When she comes out and says otherwise, I'll accept it.

Cat Glover:

I met Prince... the formal introduction was at his house in Beverly Hills. I was invited by Devin DeVasquez, a Playboy Playmate who was also on Star Search (as a spokemodel). She was dating Prince at the time. Prince's father (John L. Nelson) and DeVasquez were good friends.

Troy Beyer (the actress/director) was dating Prince at the time and she lived in my (apartment) building. I said "Troy, Prince has called and Bowie just called. I don't know what to do." I was so confused. She said "Cat, do what your heart says." I said "Prince!"

People often ask me if I ever dated Prince. The answer is no. A lot of women that get with Prince mistake his friendship and his affection as them being his "girlfriend."
Let's put it like this: if you're his girlfriend, you'll know it. I was never his girlfriend. it was strictly professional. Although, we were both attracted to each other.

You don't have to be dating someone or be someone's girlfriend to have sex...Friends with benefits.

And wasn't it rumored that Cat had Prince's baby?

Bottom Line: Prince and Cat were going at it like rabbits through TWO tours.

FlyOnTheWall said:

PennyPurple said:

You don't have to be dating someone or be someone's girlfriend to have sex...Friends with benefits.

And wasn't it rumored that Cat had Prince's baby?

Bottom Line: Prince and Cat were going at it like rabbits through TWO tours.

Yep I bet they were.

ummm yeah I know that,

she said they're relationship was strictly proffessional.

yeah I talked about it post #51

petalthecat said:

Uh oh don't be telling Fly that, poor girl she's obsessed with Andy Allo being the love of Ps life.

lol she better go handle that business

straighten them out

SoulAlive said:

FlyOnTheWall said:

Cat is just being discreet.

This reminds me of the beginning of the "Cream" video,where a reporter asks Diamond and Pearl if they are sleeping with Prince.One of them says "No" and the other one says "Yes" We never really know what to believe when it comes to Prince and his women,lol

yeah remember how Prince had Cat & Gregory pushing the idea of a love triangle. To push the fantasy in the SOTT movie/concert?

It was just so not believable lol

Superfan1984 said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

http://www.dailymail.co.u...story.html

Valente is Prince's last confirmed girlfriend, and one of the many protegees the singer dated over the years.

Oh please. They had zero chemistry. I never bought for one second that they were actually dating. That was a marketing ploy- even down to what she told Tavis Smiley, "I came in Paisley Park with my hair in braids, I was only seventeen.. Prince saw me.. .the rest is history," --- I have never once believe they were an actual couple. No way.

lol

OldFriends4Sale said:

SoulAlive said:

This reminds me of the beginning of the "Cream" video,where a reporter asks Diamond and Pearl if they are sleeping with Prince.One of them says "No" and the other one says "Yes" We never really know what to believe when it comes to Prince and his women,lol

yeah remember how Prince had Cat & Gregory pushing the idea of a love triangle. To push the fantasy in the SOTT movie/concert?

It was just so not believable lol

I agree: The idea of a triangle with Cat, Prince, and Brooks was not credible. Cat had her eyes fixed firmly on the purple prize upon which she had seized, after swooping into Princeland out of nowhere, like a thief in the night. LOL. The real triangle was Cat, Prince, and Sheila. #Facts #SheilaWasNotWell #BlackGirlMagic

[Edited 3/13/17 19:14pm]

OldFriends4Sale said:

Music was the only love of prince's life. With the women - no matter who it was - he wanted them.... until he didn't.

OldFriends4Sale said:

petalthecat said:

Uh oh don't be telling Fly that, poor girl she's obsessed with Andy Allo being the love of Ps life.

lol she better go handle that business

straighten them out

Ha! I'm not taking the bait. I'm enjoying this discussion of the Prince, Cat, and Sheila era too much.

[Edited 3/14/17 1:02am]

FlyOnTheWall said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

lol she better go handle that business

straighten them out

Ha! I'm not taking the bait. I'm enjoying this discussion of the Prince, Cat, and Sheila era too much.

[Edited 3/14/17 1:02am]

there is no bait, I was going to notify them of Andy Allo myself. Their information is wrong.

OldFriends4Sale said:

I think she was trying to say, (by speaking between the lines) that although she knew she wasn't his "girlfriend" they indeed had some sort of a physical relationship. She just wasn't coming right out and making it obvious. You know, the way Prince does sometimes, by speaking in his cryptic way. I do believe they had a sexual thing going on. "Although we were both attracted to each other" I think is a hint in itself...

purplethunder3121 said:

Although these are geese

CandyCool said:

purplethunder3121 said:

Although these are geese

CandyCool said:

purplethunder3121 said:

Although these are geese

Leopard52 said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

lol she better go handle that business

straighten them out

Music was the only love of prince's life. With the women - no matter who it was - he wanted them.... until he didn't.

And God (or whatever he was calling the creator at the time). God and music. And I agree with what you said about the women. They were third.

CandyCool said:

purplethunder3121 said:

Although these are geese

That's just too cute.

Mumio said:

Leopard52 said:

OldFriends4Sale said: Music was the only love of prince's life. With the women - no matter who it was - he wanted them.... until he didn't.

And God (or whatever he was calling the creator at the time). God and music. And I agree with what you said about the women. They were third.

Here's an excerpt taken from Paper Mag's 1999 cover story interview with Prince:

A lot is virtual in the Artist's world, where fading backdrops of past lives fold neatly into psychic origami boxes. He shows no signs of regret, depression, maladjustment or freakishness from cutting off his past life. In fact, he is rooted in a self-awareness and humor that are absolutely charming. His life seems to be distinctly separated into B.M. and A.M.—before meeting his wife, Mayte, and after Mayte. For instance, when discussing the machinations of record companies, the Artist interrupts the flow to ask if he can interject a personal anecdote about his marriage. (As if I'm going to say no.) The word in the media had been that after a total bliss package of a marriage, they were getting divorced.

What the Artist goes on to say is that wanting a monopoly on his lady had become the marital version of owning someone else's masters. From what he says, and from what others say, theirs has been an intensely romantic relationship, a kind of you-and-me-against-the- world vibe. But both felt it was starting to get weird. "We were drawing energy from strange people around us. Strange words and numbers, bad contracts. We had to step away from that," he explains. For a person who still uses "4" in place of "for" in song lyrics, the relationship between numbers and contracts—both personal and financial— weaves complicated, interrelated secret messages. He traces the origin of the marriage contract to Pontius Pilate organizing the consensus to crucify Jesus, but the short version of the story is that it was screwing up the Artist's world. He describes a relationship that some might categorize as vaguely co-dependent—for a while he couldn't even give an interview without Mayte present. "I could not have sat in a room alone with some- one like you" (meaning young, female and not totally butt), he tells me. Relying on someone so deeply, not to mention feeling possessive, jealous and the other emotions that go with having someone be "yours," was dangerous and, more to his point, deluded."At first you might think that your mate is the God," the Artist reflects, "but you'd better hope that God is speaking through your mate." They are not divorced. Quite the contrary. They are happily joined, having transcended the mental and emotional bondage of marriage. When not floating among the astral planes, the couple like to spend time in Spain, in their lovely new house near Gibraltar, which will soon be featured in another form of virtual reality, Vanity Fair. (The Artist is still a rich guy, like some of the best social radicals.) "We pretend it didn't even happen," he says of the marriage. "Like a lot of things in life I don't like, I pretend it isn't there and it goes away. We decided to go back to the Garden."

Does all this mean they've transcended the physical boundaries of the marriage bond too? The other question, post-"divorce," is monogamy. Considering his reputation as an international lover, one wonders, is the Artist good to the yoni? "They always exaggerate," he says quite demurely, alluding to the baker's dozen of high-profile women he's been teamed with in the press throughout his career. I tell him I saw Warren Beatty on Charlie Rose scoffing at the idea of monogamy in a modern marriage as basically some medieval throw- back. Beatty indicated that it's just not part of the animal. (After getting that close to Halle Berry onscreen, I could see why—no disrespect, Annette.) The Artist calls upon higher powers for his answer: "Let's say I'm monogamous with God," providing better counsel for Clinton than his lawyers did.

OldFriends4Sale said:

Mumio said:

And God (or whatever he was calling the creator at the time). God and music. And I agree with what you said about the women. They were third.

Here's an excerpt taken from Paper Mag's 1999 cover story interview with Prince:

A lot is virtual in the Artist's world, where fading backdrops of past lives fold neatly into psychic origami boxes. He shows no signs of regret, depression, maladjustment or freakishness from cutting off his past life. In fact, he is rooted in a self-awareness and humor that are absolutely charming. His life seems to be distinctly separated into B.M. and A.M.—before meeting his wife, Mayte, and after Mayte. For instance, when discussing the machinations of record companies, the Artist interrupts the flow to ask if he can interject a personal anecdote about his marriage. (As if I'm going to say no.) The word in the media had been that after a total bliss package of a marriage, they were getting divorced.

What the Artist goes on to say is that wanting a monopoly on his lady had become the marital version of owning someone else's masters. From what he says, and from what others say, theirs has been an intensely romantic relationship, a kind of you-and-me-against-the- world vibe. But both felt it was starting to get weird. "We were drawing energy from strange people around us. Strange words and numbers, bad contracts. We had to step away from that," he explains. For a person who still uses "4" in place of "for" in song lyrics, the relationship between numbers and contracts—both personal and financial— weaves complicated, interrelated secret messages. He traces the origin of the marriage contract to Pontius Pilate organizing the consensus to crucify Jesus, but the short version of the story is that it was screwing up the Artist's world. He describes a relationship that some might categorize as vaguely co-dependent—for a while he couldn't even give an interview without Mayte present. "I could not have sat in a room alone with some- one like you" (meaning young, female and not totally butt), he tells me. Relying on someone so deeply, not to mention feeling possessive, jealous and the other emotions that go with having someone be "yours," was dangerous and, more to his point, deluded."At first you might think that your mate is the God," the Artist reflects, "but you'd better hope that God is speaking through your mate." They are not divorced. Quite the contrary. They are happily joined, having transcended the mental and emotional bondage of marriage. When not floating among the astral planes, the couple like to spend time in Spain, in their lovely new house near Gibraltar, which will soon be featured in another form of virtual reality, Vanity Fair. (The Artist is still a rich guy, like some of the best social radicals.) "We pretend it didn't even happen," he says of the marriage. "Like a lot of things in life I don't like, I pretend it isn't there and it goes away. We decided to go back to the Garden."

Does all this mean they've transcended the physical boundaries of the marriage bond too? The other question, post-"divorce," is monogamy. Considering his reputation as an international lover, one wonders, is the Artist good to the yoni? "They always exaggerate," he says quite demurely, alluding to the baker's dozen of high-profile women he's been teamed with in the press throughout his career. I tell him I saw Warren Beatty on Charlie Rose scoffing at the idea of monogamy in a modern marriage as basically some medieval throw- back. Beatty indicated that it's just not part of the animal. (After getting that close to Halle Berry onscreen, I could see why—no disrespect, Annette.) The Artist calls upon higher powers for his answer: "Let's say I'm monogamous with God," providing better counsel for Clinton than his lawyers did.

I remember the first time I saw this article. I could tell he was removing himself and was pretty sure he was done with her.

Isn't this period alluded to in Maytes book? Didn't he want to divorce her but still have her around? Seems he wanted Mayte, Mani and whoever else on tap. The proverbial having his cake and eating it. And Mayte was the one to walk away I believe?

OldFriends4Sale said:

Mumio said:

And God (or whatever he was calling the creator at the time). God and music. And I agree with what you said about the women. They were third.

Here's an excerpt taken from Paper Mag's 1999 cover story interview with Prince:

A lot is virtual in the Artist's world, where fading backdrops of past lives fold neatly into psychic origami boxes. He shows no signs of regret, depression, maladjustment or freakishness from cutting off his past life. In fact, he is rooted in a self-awareness and humor that are absolutely charming. His life seems to be distinctly separated into B.M. and A.M.—before meeting his wife, Mayte, and after Mayte. For instance, when discussing the machinations of record companies, the Artist interrupts the flow to ask if he can interject a personal anecdote about his marriage. (As if I'm going to say no.) The word in the media had been that after a total bliss package of a marriage, they were getting divorced.

What the Artist goes on to say is that wanting a monopoly on his lady had become the marital version of owning someone else's masters. From what he says, and from what others say, theirs has been an intensely romantic relationship, a kind of you-and-me-against-the- world vibe. But both felt it was starting to get weird. "We were drawing energy from strange people around us. Strange words and numbers, bad contracts. We had to step away from that," he explains. For a person who still uses "4" in place of "for" in song lyrics, the relationship between numbers and contracts—both personal and financial— weaves complicated, interrelated secret messages. He traces the origin of the marriage contract to Pontius Pilate organizing the consensus to crucify Jesus, but the short version of the story is that it was screwing up the Artist's world. He describes a relationship that some might categorize as vaguely co-dependent—for a while he couldn't even give an interview without Mayte present. "I could not have sat in a room alone with some- one like you" (meaning young, female and not totally butt), he tells me. Relying on someone so deeply, not to mention feeling possessive, jealous and the other emotions that go with having someone be "yours," was dangerous and, more to his point, deluded."At first you might think that your mate is the God," the Artist reflects, "but you'd better hope that God is speaking through your mate." They are not divorced. Quite the contrary. They are happily joined, having transcended the mental and emotional bondage of marriage. When not floating among the astral planes, the couple like to spend time in Spain, in their lovely new house near Gibraltar, which will soon be featured in another form of virtual reality, Vanity Fair. (The Artist is still a rich guy, like some of the best social radicals.) "We pretend it didn't even happen," he says of the marriage. "Like a lot of things in life I don't like, I pretend it isn't there and it goes away. We decided to go back to the Garden."

Does all this mean they've transcended the physical boundaries of the marriage bond too? The other question, post-"divorce," is monogamy. Considering his reputation as an international lover, one wonders, is the Artist good to the yoni? "They always exaggerate," he says quite demurely, alluding to the baker's dozen of high-profile women he's been teamed with in the press throughout his career. I tell him I saw Warren Beatty on Charlie Rose scoffing at the idea of monogamy in a modern marriage as basically some medieval throw- back. Beatty indicated that it's just not part of the animal. (After getting that close to Halle Berry onscreen, I could see why—no disrespect, Annette.) The Artist calls upon higher powers for his answer: "Let's say I'm monogamous with God," providing better counsel for Clinton than his lawyers did.

Thanks, hadn't read this before.

FlyOnTheWall said:

OldFriends4Sale said:

Well I'm not going to rehash this much further. She said it, why would she deny it. Cat said there was nothing between them like that.

Yes, in a way his first official dancer(female) but he did have dancers before... (Wally Gregory Jerome) he fired Jerome for working with Jimmy Jam & Terry Lewis, and then came into contact with Cat.

But in an unofficial way he had dancers during the Parade era (Kiss video:Monique Manning and in the UTCM movie and Girls & Boys video:Alexa Fioroni )

Like Cat said Sheila had no reason to be jealous of her.

Cat is just being discreet.

How do you now this, though? You got inside scoop?

Ottensen said:

FlyOnTheWall said:

Cat is just being discreet.

How do you now this, though? You got inside scoop?

that is just fantasy projection

FlyOnTheWall said:

PennyPurple said:

You don't have to be dating someone or be someone's girlfriend to have sex...Friends with benefits.

And wasn't it rumored that Cat had Prince's baby?

Bottom Line: Prince and Cat were going at it like rabbits through TWO tours.

Fly, you appear to be easily given to obssessive flights of fancy concerning Prince's sex life. What's up with that?

OldFriends4Sale said:

Lori (diamond)and Prince were an item