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 hello Sir,

   have you ever been in love?

   i'm sorry!  so rude to ask yet another question ...  though you did say
i could re-ask some ...  but not til i answered the rest of yours, i'm
sorry!  i'm sorry sorry sorry!

   - So, your note is obviously begging for abuse, though I notice you did
NOT say "Please" which obviously shows bad manners.

   please, please abuse me in every way you can think of for your
entertainment, Sir.

   - I have stuck a _1_ in my _2_ _3_.  It felt _4_.

   1 - the object 2 - the orifice.  If the same object has been in
different holes, make a statement for each 3 - frequency.  "once", "a few
times", often when I was a kid but not so much any more", or "all the
time", might be appropriate 4 this could be physical, sexual or emotional
or a combination.  Your statment said "things" which implies you use
different things which further implies that they do different things or you
would stick with a favourite.  So find something distinctive about each
one, though of course some may inspire similar feelings.  This can be as
long or as short as you think necessary but of course there are bonus
points for the old cunt-dripping details.

   i've stuck a cucumber in my pussy - sometimes a lot, every night,
sometimes i'd go weeks just beating off and going to sleep, no fucking
myself.  after i left home i developed longer masturbation rituals because
i had more privacy.  the thing i liked best about cucumbers is it was easy
to find one the right size.  the right size is too large.  i would start
out mouthing it, always in a fantasy about being forced to blow and fuck
this too-large cock.  i'd cry and plead with the fantasy rapist that it was
too big and there was no way it would fit in my pussy.  i'd lick the thing
frantically, dreaming that this was the only way to keep him from crashing
his fist into my face, as he'd threatened ...  the best thing about
cucumbers?  they really ARE too big ...  they hurt like hell ...

   the wind is really picking up but i don't hear any rain yet ...  wonder
how close the storm will come ...  i wonder what you're doing tonight ... i
wonder what you're going to be doing for the next two weeks ...  i wonder
if you've left on a trip and i wonder if you'll be answering your e-mail
... i wish you were on right now and would say good night ...  or hello,
and are you naked and have you cum yet today? ...  Sir ...  i didn't have
any clothespins, can you believe it, i really have been neglecting my tits
i admit it ...  i bought some today on my lunch hour ...  and am about to
go soak in a hot tub and get my skin all soft and glowing.  my nipples will
get very pink and soft and sweet in their perfumed bath ...  when i rinse
off under a cool shower they'll turn hard and tingly and very round and
happy ...  ready for a game ...  but i'm not sure how they'll enjoy what
comes next ...  oh Sir i know i'm a disgrace ...  it's just that i can't
think about you very long or write to you very long without getting
severely ...  i really need to cum ...  no recipe tonight?  Sir ...  did
you take your Boy Scout troupe on their fall camping trip? ...  if i guess
it will you tell me?  love, curiouscunt p.s.  yes, i know i haven't
finished answering - disgracefully incomplete answer to that last one in
particular!  but i just feel like knocking at your house for a minute ...
see if you're home ...  oh that is a shame ...  a nice young man like you
...  having naked whores clinging to your front door, humping the doorknob,
knocking on the door over and over ...  rubbing themselves against the door
...  over and over ...  rubbing and humping ...  not caring about all the
cars going by, the horns honking ...  tsk tsk