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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…