Dear Lover

Dear Lover,

Do you remember coming back to my place last night? We stripped and I went down on you. You came loudly and told me I spoiled you. Then you fell asleep. That wasn’t quite what I (we?) had planned for our evening…

While you slept:

I played with your vibrator.
Watched porn on your laptop.
Clamped one of my nipples until it felt like it was going to come off. (regrettable)
Came twice.
Looked up the cost of a Russian hitman.
Drank a glass of wine.
Played with your vibrator some more, came again and then fell asleep.

Love,

me.