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Wednesday, October 5, 2011

254th - 259th email

From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:01PM
Subject:  Still frisky
Do you have a suggestion of how to help said friskiness…?


From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:21PM
Subject:  Going nuts
...cause the tension in my joints is mad…need to distract myself…


From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:31PM
Subject:  Just punched a hole  in the wall…but
…really focused on you…thought of you…dressed like a man of authority…standing at the foot of my bed…


From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:31PM
Subject:  Your hands are strong…your voice controlling…
…you say my name…my mouth dries…my stomach aches…I haven’t eaten in weeks…


From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:31PM
Subject:  I’m so hungry…
…and even, crushed and broken…my jaw shattered from your embrace…
…I eat you…every bit of you…it hurts…muscle and bone snaps…but in the end there is nothing left and I am full…just for a little while…


From: Stacey Marchenkova    
To: dom borax

Sent: Thursday October 8th , 1999 23:54PM
Subject:  Done, honey…done
…and ready for sleep…good night…

5 comments:

  1. Though I am certain there will be those who think this is weird or creepy or whatnot, I think this is amazingly sweet and quite perfect for them.
    Can't wait to see where this goes!

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  2. Beautiful, Stephen.

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  3. its a little creepy...

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  4. At the risk of dropping my age by a decade:

    Ew.

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