My Dearest,
I will seek and find you. I shall take you to bed and have my way with you. I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & grown. I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I am finished with you - and when I am finished, you will be weak for days.
My best to you,
The FLU
