Dearest Miss M,
Long time it’s been since your presence enlightened my day and night.
Eagerly I await for refreshing the sight of you.
Is this lonely traveler to cross along the valley of thy chest, navigate the soft tides of thy heaps to arrive at the salty shore of thy thighs this evening night?
Shall I expect to see you tonight? Please, do say yes, shall thee?
Yours eagerly,
E.K.
Dear Sailor,
Await no longer. Will the two of us see each other tonight, for tonight the young dwell safely in other’s house.
Beware, though.
The time Sun sneaks her slender fingers down the room for caressing those thick curtains, thou shall depart. Daylight comes, yet not alone. Daily ado, it comes along.
Yours,
M.
PS: While you are at navigating the neighborhood brave tides, bring some fine beverage, will you?
Dearest Miss M,
Fear not, for it is moonlight that I seek, and day and night are not to meet.
Does it matter whether the beverage of choice cost no more that 3 Prg? The enterprise of navigation has been scarce lately. Anyway, I shall drink nothing but your sweet lips.
Yours,
E.K.