April 12, 1989
FROM: Dale Malone
SUBJ: Wanting you Really Bad!
Jeanne, I want to hold you in my arms and kiss your sweet lips (your mouth, silly!) to hug you close to me, and feel your body next to mine.
Don't know why you are weighing so heavy on my mind today (more heavily than normal).
I just got off the phone with you. Tiny Tim! That remains to be seen, whether or not that name fits this huge hunk of manhood here. (Well you are right, when he is sleeping, he can pull himself in and almost disappear).
You were very naughty at work today, I don't know what I am going to do with you (well I have some good ideas, but don't know if you will go for them). (GRIN).
I just want to hold you and kiss you. I also must admit that thoughts of your beautiful breasts and sweet body have flitted through my imagination from time to time (Errrr errr errr).
I will miss you tonight, but will call you when I get in.
Her beauty outshines the sun,
Her face, radiates with an inner glow,
The thought of her and I becoming one,
Holding her and loving her, oh, sooooo slow.
I untucked her shirt and opened
I thought I'd gone to heaven in the middle of the day,
She has that effect, her beauty makes me gasp,
I love her lying here on me, inventing new games to play.
When she strains and whimpers from
I feel her heart beating and see her blush,
Her voice has a hitch, she doesn't say too much,
But, oh when we caress, she is never in a rush.
She transports me to lands I have
Her perfect breasts cause me to exalt,
I smelled her essence, oh so clean,
Now I think she has me trained, OH! A somersault!
Lying with her in my rickety bed,
I pull her close and kiss her pink stained lips,
I nuzzle that neck, and turning her head,
Nibble her ear, and caress those naughty hips.
I gazed upon her, unclad in my
Just the white socks upon her feet,
When I touched, she began to bloom,
I reached for her, up she rose, my hand to greet!
Now we must be off, to our
She, to her home, with both her dogs,
I, to remain, cherish, and praise,
I hope she finds, all her far-flung togs!
Written by Dale E. Malone, Do
you get to celebrate afternoon delights?
The Great & Wonderful Kahuna wants to know!
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