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From: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
To: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
Subject: You Are My Heart's Desire
My beloved,
I've thought of nothing but you since last night. Everywhere I turn, I see your face. While I was standing guard duty today, I saw a young man out of the corner of my eye, who looked so much like you that I nearly abandoned my post! When he passed me, I could see that he was but a pale imitation. His skin wan and deathly, where yours is delicate and ethereal. His blue eyes, dull and pale, where yours are the color of the sky on a rare winter's day, when the sun peeks from behind the clouds. His spiked blond hair an affectation with no real personality, where yours is exuberant, bursting with life and joy. I must see you tonight. Please say yes.
R.
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From: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
To: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
Subject: Re: You Are My Heart's Desire
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
I've got a hard on
How about you?
Seven o'clock. My place. Wear the hat.
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From: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
To: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
Subject: I Am Filled With Joy
I will count the minutes until seven, my dearest. Just the thought of touching your exquisite body enflames my imagination to point where I fear that I may be unable to perform my duties. How can I focus on paperwork when all I can think of is your beautiful mouth roaming over my body? Oh, how I wish that I could see you now, if only for a moment. To hear your musical voice, to smell the slight aroma of twinkies that envelopes you! I need you. Say that you'll be mine forever!
R.
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From: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
To: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
Subject: Re: I Am Filled With Joy
You are a freak
Just wait til I get you alone, MountieBoy! I'm going to smear marshmallow creme all over you, and then I'm gonna lick every inch of your body until you beg for mercy. But you're not gonna get any, mercy that is, 'cause then I'm gonna suck your mountie-sized dick until it
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From: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
To: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
Subject: Don't Torment Me
Why did you stop, my angel? Your words of love transport me from my dull, meaningless existence, to a garden filled with the most tender blossoms, waiting to be plucked. A soft pink flower to remind me of your lips. A slim, fragile golden one to remind me of your body which I long to caress.
Write me back, please.
R.
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From; BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
To: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
Subject: Are You Naked?
Sorry, Renny. Francesca was snooping around my desk, trying to read off my computer screen. Somebody needs to find her a man. Hey, do you know any straight mounties? Anyways, I'm picturing you naked. You're sitting at your desk; your ass sticking to the leather chair. You put your pencil down and stretch. Then, you run your hands along your washboard abs. (You're so hot, baby) Slowly, your hands work their way down to your rock hard thighs. You're stroking them. Oh, look, you've got a hard on! My, my, isn't it pretty! I wish I was there to plant a big, wet kiss on it, but I'm not, so I guess my poor little mountie is on his own. You wrap your hands around your penis, it's so big it takes both hands, and you pump it. That's right, pump it hard! Pump it for your beaniebaby!! Say my name; I want to hear you moaning through the computer screen! That's it, Renny. Work it, honey! Oh yeah, OH YEAH!!!! You are a god.
Just a little taste of what's coming tonight.
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From: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
To: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
Subject: I Am Beyond Rational Thought
I must have you now, love of my life. I will be at the precinct in less than an hour, if I have to crawl on my hands and knees the entire distance. Wait for me in the closet, our special place. I am coming to you.
R.
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From: BeanieBabe@RideMe.com
To: BigMountie@LoveIt.net
Subject: Yes, Yes, YES!!!!!!!
Woo Hoo!! Gonna Get Laid, Gonna Get Laid!! Come to me, MountieBoy. Haul that tight little ass over here! Uncle Ray Ray is going to make you feel _so_ good. When I get done with you, you're not gonna be able to stand upright, let alone walk. I guess we'll have to spend the night in the closet. That's okay by me!
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