TOMMY says he LOVES his LITTLE anyways nothing PERSONAl AGAINST TOMMY just My HEART will ALWAYS be WITh PRINCE.... MAYTE WANTS MARRIAGE and CHILDREN...JUST gotta tell ya MAYTE is GORGEOUS as EVER....She and Carmen have the BEST BODIES!!!

ALSo clip on ACESS HOLLYWOOD showed TOMMY with MAYTE tonite and well 20/20 interview he will discuss DROWNING of CHILD at the PARTY.

Mentions her? He gives her an entire chapter.

Yes, Mayte has a whole chapter in Tommy Lee's new book called Tommyland. It's pretty good. I read the whole book. In the chapter dedicated to Mayte- gave you an inside look of how she was and it was all good.

oooh la la is this book out already?

Anyone want to give an abridged version of the 'mayte chapter'? Or will I be forced to go to a book store and browse...

Tommy will be in Boston Friday doing a book signing.

if the Sox win tonight there will also be a parade friday, then I can go to both.

there are 7 pages in the chapter and since i can't scan and download, i'll type CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 1: since i can't scan the chapter and post it, i'll type the chapter for all interested. i'll type it in parts cuz there isn't enough room. Here is goes(please exuse my typos. This from Tommy Lee's new book titled Tommyland. (Chapter 20 "State of Engagement" aka as Mayte)
i met mayte after the mtv icon show they did for janet jackson. we were at the afterpary when my assistan, viggy, notice her. viggy had worked w/prince for 5 years so he know who she was. i'm drinking champagne w/jermain dupri when viggy tells me he'll be right back. i see him plow through the crow to the middle of the dance floor to say hi to this beautiful girl. i'm like "go viggy!" i go bck to rippin' it until a minute later when viggy slugs me on the shoulder, turns me around, and intorduces me to mayte. "wow", nice to touch you, you are goregeous" it was a pretty stock greeting. i kissed her on the cheek and watched her go back to the dance floor. i thought she was still married to prince-lucky f****er. a little later viggy asked me why i didn't talk to her longer. "dude, she's prince's wife." not anynmore, he told me. "F***k! where is she dude? go get her. viggy found her and god bless him for doing so.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 2: i've got to be realy here: mayte does not have the kind of name that is easy to get right. here' how you say it: my-tay. i made viggy say it a few time over in my ear so i wouldn't
f**k it up when i met her again. it was loud in there, and homie had to scream it for a minue until i got it right. i already knew about mayte before i met her; she was viggy's fondest memory of working for prince. she was always cool to him, he'd gotten to know her well, and he'd been telling me how sweet she was for months. he had been on a mission, playing cupid, telling me how we would be perfect for each other. viggy isn't a small man, he weights in at about 200 hundred pounds and is 6 feet talll- we don't call him big vig for nothin'. big vig looks like moses parting the red dance floor when, for the second time that night, he grabbed mayte and brought her back to my table. it was awkward. mayte and i had alreaddy met but there we were saying helo to each other again. i just stared at her like a homeless man looking for a steak. i htough she was incredible, but in my mind, she had been married to prince-what the f**k would she want with me.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 3: a few days later she ccalled viggy to ask him if i'd be interested in writing some music with her. i was excited, and maybe i was naive, bu tin my heart, i thought nothing else of it. she came over with her sister and hung out in the studio, talked about music, played each other stuff that we loved and stuff that we were working on. i had never worked with a girl before and i was inspired right away. there was something sexy about connecting on that level with a gorgeous member of the opposite sex. at one point during the day, her sister lef tto do an errand, and mayte and i took a walk out to my koi pond where we sat and talked for hours. we talked for so long that working together became secondary and getting to know each other took center stage. we had one of those conversations that stop time: we had so much to share that neither of us felt the hours passing by. we felt so comfortable, thre in one of the most special peaceful places in my house, that we let everything out she shared her joy and pain: she recently divorced from prince and she'd lost a child just after birth. we talked about life and marriage. i've been a prince fan for so long that to hear what he is really lie was crazy. both of us were adjusting to major life changes-my divorce from pamela and the custody battle over our kids aws abut to begin. it had been a long time since i'd met someone i could discuss my life with so honestly and naturally.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 4: that day i realized how small our world is. back in 1994, i recorded "welcome to the planet boom". it was my very first solo effort and it was all about rhythm. i couldn't believe it when she told me she didn't know anything about motley, but instead, that's how she knew who i was. i remembered hearing once that prince use to play that song all the time ( freaked when i heard that one of my favorit artists love my song) mayte and i bonded right from the start. it felt natural when we spent time together, so we started to see each other a lot. i had always wanted to be with a woman who could share my love of music. mayte sang,
she danced-f**k, can she dance-and she love being with me in the studio, writing and creating until the sun came up. i'd never experienced that before and i was lovin' it. during the first year of our relationship, i was going through a heap of sh**t. mayte had no idea what she was comin into, but she was so supportive that there is no way i can ever thank her enough. she live with me and lived in my house through some of the worst sh*t i've ever dealt with: custody battles, probation, and all the emotional fallout from my breakup with pamela. all that sh*t was open wounds that i was trying to sew up.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 5: she was amazing with my kids-she treated my boys like they were her own. she loved them and they loved her-they still ask abot her, all the time. she was the only thing that kept me going most days, and i feel completely unable to put down here in words how much that meant to me. most women would have bailed after learning what my day-to-day reality was like at that tme and how hard it was for me emotionally. it was ugly. thank you, my Lit.

mayte and i had an amazing reltionship. we helped each other heal and grow. we also had a lot of fun together. we had our own language in which we talked like a couple of strange europeans. she's puerto rican, so she did that accent to the fullets, and i'd answer her in my best slimy greek guy imitation. people didn't know what the f**k was up with us. i'd say "hhello my leetle. what arrre ju doingk" and she' say "nuthingk, paapi. i waantt to suhhk jour dickk."

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 6: for my 40th b/day, mayte threw me an amazing party. she did it in my favorit place, the place where we first got to know each other, the place i call the garden of truth-my japanese garden. it was a surprise and i had no idea. she did it right. i wasn't home that day, so she picked me up, blindfolded me, and handed me a watermelon martini-the offical house drink in tommyland. as she drove us up the long winding road to my house, i knew where we were gong and i became mr. bummr surprise-party guy. "we're going up to the house, right?" i said. she tried to keep the mystery alive and said, "no, we're not! no way" believe me, i know the roads around my house better than the cats who repair them. i was like "oh. here we go, we're going through the tunnel!"" she'd say "no, we're not!" and I'd say, "okay, one more turn and we're there!" when we go there, mayte led me down to the garden, while i kept saying things like, "so we're walking by the pool now, right?" it didn't matter that i knew where we were. when we got to the garden i couldn't believe my eyes. she had transformed it into the best present i could imagine: an outdoor sushi restaurant full of my closest friends. I had told her that i had always wanted to do that. she heard me and med that dream come true.

Thank you very much Msnowden

Did you type that up yourself?

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 7: there were tables all around the koi pond, candles, the sushi chef doing his thing, and familiar faces as far as the eye could see. i had it all: i was in my favorite place with my favorite people. what more could you want? my b/day party was a lot smaller than puff daddy's-thank god. mayte and i went to that one, and if you haven't read any of the magazine or newspaper articles about it, let me tell you-it was crazy. he threw in in morocco and chartered 2 747's to fly hundreds of this closest friends in from ny and paris. mayte and i went with my friend and co-producer scott humphrey, and we realized we were in for it right away. we're taxiing down the runway, and puffy gets on the pa and says, "once we get to 40 thousand feet and this motherf****r levels off- i'ts on ya'll!" and on it was. champagne, the hen, boom boxes, dancing-all of it-and his mom was on the plane! everyone is feeling ire, even the stewardesses, and at one point i think: "if i see the pilot walk back here and party up i'm gonna freak!" it reminded me of the crue on our private flights but with a helluva lot more poeple. this was non-stop hip-hop and we-don't-stop airbus to africa.

yes conch5184, i'm still typing away. enjoy. here comes part 8

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 8: after 10 hours on the soul plane we finally land in morocco and the big red carpet is rolled out for us motherf*****s. we exit the airport and we see everything that is marrakech: camels, snake charmers, men playing those long crazy middle eastern trumpets, belly dancers, and drummers everywhere. the first thing i heard was women singing in traditional muslim style: that strange yell that is somewhere between a chant and a yodel. all of us pile into the sh**tload of mercedes limos that are lined up, waiting to takes us to the hotel, while puffy crusies to this crazy palace he had all to himself. it was a 4-day party. there were a few pre-birthd party parties,the birthday party party, the day after the birthday party party, and the afterparty for the day afer the birthday party. somewhere in there, everyone spent a day at the lake riding camels, jet skis, four-wheelers, horses, chicks-just ripping it up and eating bbq. there were models from ny and paris getting all crazy all over the place. puffy was walking around in one of those moroccan white linen suits, taking it all in. (everyone had bought one by the end of te trip. mine is upstairs in my closet. it's almost like a dress, or a mumumuu. nah i guess it's more like a tent. now i know what a girl feels like when they wear a dress with no underwear-it's f***kin cool).

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 9: myte, and scott and i spend a day walkng arund the souk, which is a huge maze of an open-air market tat is f****ng crazyy. w were having a great day-until i got bit by a monkey. this guy comes up to us, pimping the little guy for money. morocco is a thrid world country, so people make money however they can. i love monkeys because we had one in my house whe i was a kid, so i ws psyched. when i go to touch this moneky he grabs my finger, puts in his mouth and chops down on it, hard as f**k. oh, damn. I'm thinking about all of the diseases going around morroco and how i've probably jsut gotten all of them. i was lucky, that f****r didn't break my skin. i couldn't beleive it when the guy asked me for money! i wasn't going to pay for a monkey bite. that's f***ed up.

mayte and i were together for 2 years. she moved in with me and we shared everything. i asked her to marry me in 2002 new year's eve. we were at my house with my sister and her children, mayte's parents, and my boys.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 10: after we ate dinner, as it got cose to midnight, i couldn't wait any longer. i asked her father if i could marry his daughter and he gave me the go-ahead. i hadn't planned to di it that night, but i go so exicted that i couldn wait. i took a gummy bear ring from the kids candy jar and put it on her finger. i promised her that i'd get her a real rign, told her that it would be something special, but i had to know if she'd marry me. she said yes. everyone was happy, everyone was hugging, and everyone was drinking champagne. we had cans of silly string and we shot it all over the place. mayte is amazing, she is my best friend, my partner, and she brought so many new things into my life. she has a huge warm, loving family and i love being around that. they have a tradition around the holidays-they make pastellas. they're wrapped in banana leaves and made of plaintains, yucca, pork, garbanzo beans, and stuff i don't even know about. it was amazing to watch mayte and her family tear up the kitchen, making a huge batch of those things. they're delicious. of course they are-they're made with love.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 11: while mayte and i were together, i recorded my most recent recored, never a dull moment. she was supportive, she had ideas, she was an honest critic, and she helped me in so many ways. i love that record and i'm proud of it-it was an evolution for me. i was able to express myself more honestly than i ever had, because i knew myself better than i ever had. i was truly on my own this time. there weren't many guest starts, it was just me. to make that leap w/my best friend and lover by my side was a first for me and it was amazing. i would play her songs and she'd be excited to listen, and she had great ideas of how to make it better. we wrote songs together-another first for me. i felt everything i was doing was in the rigt place. mayte got it. my ex-wives supported what i did but they weren't musicians. maybe i expected them to understand what they really couldn't-music wasn't their language. mayte sung on that album and when i toured she danced in the show. she was hot as f**k-she is hot as f**K! she had showed me a video of her dancing w/prince, and i freaked. motely had had dancers, but let's face it-they were mor like strippers. mayte is a real dancer.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 12: brian, a choreographer, came down to rehearsals and worked out a routine with mayte. i put together some crazy beats for her to dance to and we arranged a light show to highlight her dancing . i loved playing a show with my girl every night. i loved sharing that high you get after a show with the woman i was sharing my live with. it was the first time i'd been on tour with my girl. and most girls would be jealous of so much sh*t that happens on tour, but mayte wasn't . every night i'd go to the front of the stage with a camera that hooked to the big screens behind me. it was the t*tty cam beczuse i'd only point it all of the the grils flasing their t*ts. if that wouldn't piss off the average woman, i don't know what would. mayte didn't care-actually, she fu****g dug it. she'd either be down in the audience filming all the crazy chicks with her own camera, or she'd be at the side of the stage checking out the video breast buffett.

...taking a break from all this typing. part 13 to start in a couple hours.

MSNOWDEN said:

Thanks so much for taking the time to type all this out. I posted this on Mayte's messageboard. I know the members there would love to read it.

thanks 4 writing all that out

Thank you so so much msnowden

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 13: i don't think mayte ever got over losing her first child. she had always wanted to be a mom and that was the only problem we had in our relationship. she really wanted children right away. the timing was terrible for us: she was talking about having children while i was just fighting just to keep mine. i had never thought about having anymore children than my boys. for a minute i thought it would be rad to have a little girl. then i thought how protective i'd be when she became a teenager. i thought about her going on dates with guys and how motherf*****g horny teenage dudes are-f**k, how motherf*****g horney all dudes are. i didn't like the thought of that one bit-until i figured out how i would handle it. when the guy showed up to take my daughter out i'd pull him aside. "whatever you do to my daughter, i'm gonna do to you," i'd tell him. "you kiss her, i'm kissing you. you suck her t*tties, i'm gonna suck your t*tties, you f**k her, I'm f*****n you." i felt a lot better after that.

MSNOWDEN said:

LMAo

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 14: the straw that broke the camels back came one day when i was sitting by the pool studying a deposition, preparing for an appreance in court the next day. it was the middle of the trial surrounding daniel's death, and i was taking the stand the next morning. mayte came down and sat next to me cuz she wanted to have "a talk". again, bad timing-really bad. we had been engaged for more than a year and mayte wanted to know where the relationship was going, when we were going to get married, and when we would start a family. a part of me thought that she was being real selfish and that turned me off. the other part of me didn't blame her. we had bee in limbo for a while, mostly because of the drama going on in my life. he biological clock was ticking, and her life was on hold: i couldn't give her everything she needed and deserved. i told her that if she wanted to go she should beczuse she should be in a relationshiop with someone who culd gve her what seh wanted. right then, there was no way i could be that guy. she asked me why i asked her to marry me. i said, "because i love you". sometimes that isn't enough.

CHAPTER ABOUT MAYTE IN THE BOOK TOMMYLAND PART 15: (here's the last part of it. i hope you all enjoyed the chapter and you are all very welcome)

we had been thourgh so much bullsh*t together-bullsh*t that had nothing to do with our lives together but that affected us to the point that we started fighting a lot. please believe, you do not want to fight w/a puerto rican woman-you will lose. there wasn't any solution for us: she wasn't happy, i wan't happy, and neither one of us would budge. we broke off our engagement in the summer of 2003, and i'm happy to say that we're still friends. it is hard for me sometimes, because in my heart i think that if we had met at a different time and place in each other's lives we would have been together forever. i'll always love you, my little.