You just woke me up with your mind, Spock. I'm not even kidding. Going
to kidnap dogs. Brb.

On 11/30/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

I don't think we need help from the Vulcans.

On Mon, Nov 29, 2010 at 4:04 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Forgot to mention Pon Far. It's how the vulcans mate. I'll have to
look into the specifics but I believe it's more of a cerebral union
although I could be mistaken. And we can always add our own
interpretation involving sibling sex and dogs.

On 11/29/10, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com>
wrote:

My darling Barrett! Of course I want you to explain all of it to me. I
want that more than anything. I want to be close to you. Very close. I
am inordinately interested in everything thats ever happened to you,
ever. You're like the most fascinating book I could ever get to read.
Knowing more about you actually nourishes me. It feeds our
relationship, such as it is, given the obvious limitations. But in
this way we overcome some of the barriers enforced by geography. I can
mind meld with you, like vulcans do. Which is quite appropriate given
the vulcan reliance on logic and rejection of emotion. I love Star
Trek. You can be Mr Spock and I'll be the voluptuous blonde Ukranian
nurse. I think I got that last bit from Wikileaks. We can still play
Star Trek though, right? Anyway yes please, do tell me all. Be
completely honest with me. I love all of you. I want to know all of
you.


On 11/29/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

Thanks for this. I'm so appreciative that you're letting me explain
this
and
can understand it. I've never been able to have this conversation

before.

On Mon, Nov 29, 2010 at 2:33 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Its quite difficult for me to understand the emotional detachment you
feel
most of the time because I am so emotional most of the time, which is
mainly
a pain in the arse, but anyway. I wish I was not so emotional.

 My own childhood was quite strained and not ideal - my dad is not my
dad
-
I don't know who my dad is, i have never wanted to know. I figure he
didn't
want anything to do with me or my mum so, anyway, there's that. The
man
I
call my dad is a sweet man but has never really been a father to me,
in
that
I never felt the close bond one is supposed to have with a father. In
that
way I can relate to your own experience, except my real father has
always
been absent and never wanted to see me. This sort of stuff needs to be
talked about rather than written about. There are other issues with my
mum,
not least that she is a christian and it colours her whole world, in a
narrow minded parochial way which infuriates me.

I have always been an outsider, at school and everywhere Ive ever
worked,
even at University. So I can really relate to that feeling of

detachment

and
I can count on one hand my close friends or those I would trust with
anything personal. People think I am cold and distant but thats only
because
I really can't stand most people, including most of my family,
parents,
sister, although I like her slightly better now, probably because
she's
in
Australia. I do most things alone, make decisions, plan my days, I
really
don't need people around me. I like very few people that much to want
their
company. Thats why I value you so much. I actually really like you and

I

find you funny, smart interesting and hot. I could easily spend entire
weeks
with you and not even get mad with you once. You see, with people I

love

I
am completely different. I would do anything for Jessica, anything for
you
and I have infinite patience.

The bottom line is I want this to work. So I will give you all the
time
you
need to develop your feelings for me. I don't want to force anything,

as

if
I could. You strike me as very determined in what you want anyway and
I
doubt I could persuade you into something your heart wasn't in. I also
understand myself enough to know that I only want this if you want it.
If
that makes sense. The thing is I forget about the drugs and I forget
about
the emotional detachment so I get upset, feel rejected and forgotten.
But
I
will make myself remember and allow you time to make me more a part of
your
world. I'm on your side, I want to make things good for us, for as
long
as
you do.

On Mon, Nov 29, 2010 at 6:15 AM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Oh God this just breaks my heart. Really and truly, I am so fucking
angry with your dad. I need to think and calm down or my reply will
just be a line of expletives. I'll reply at length today. My sweet,
dear, perfect Barrett.

On 11/28/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

I can tell you that I've meant everything I've said to you thus far

about

loving you. I want what we've talked about in terms of absolute
honesty

and

understanding. But I also meant what I said when I told you how

difficult

it's going to be for me to get to that point. Even aside from the
drugs,

I

have some considerable emotional detachment problems that mostly

stem

from

when I was a child. My dad is an extraordinarily selfish and
frankly
terrible person. When my parents were divorced it was acrimonious.

My

first

memory is of my dad calling my mom and the two of them arguing and
then

her

handing me the phone, at which point my dad told me he wasn't going
to

see

me any more because my mom was being "mean" to him, and of course I
was
inconsolable for I don't know how long afterwards. Later he did
resume
seeing me and was supposed to do so every week - my mom basically

guilted

him into it - but often times he wouldn't come and I'd be sitting

out

there

waiting for him for an hour or two until giving up. That's not

everything,

but it's probably a good portion of why I have problems getting

close

to
people - even aside from the fact that I have half of this man's
genes.

It

didn't help that I spent an unusually large amount of my childhood
and
adolescence alone, being an only child with a working mother and
having
trouble relating to my peers, or that I've spent a good  portion of
my

time

since alone as a freelancer with little in common with most anyone.
It's
almost as if I'm autistic to some extent. I know it doesn't seem

that

way

from what you see in the videos. At any rate, I do love you, and
I'm

really

trying to break out of all of this so that I can love you in the
way

that I

want to so that we can be emotionally connected. It's just going to
take
some time for me because it's so alien to what I'm used to. Be
patient

with

me, and don't take it personally when I can't express that love to
you

as

consistently as someone else could. Remember that I have been able

to

really

feel and engage in that love on occasions so far, and I'll do so

more

as
time goes on. It's just so hard for me to be a flesh and blood
human

being

because I've never felt like one.

On Sun, Nov 28, 2010 at 6:11 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I don't feel that you feel the same deep overwhelming lost kind of
love that envelops me when I think about you. I lust after you as
you
know, but entwined all around and within that lust is need and
craving
and feelings I associate with falling in love. I feel this is love
and
romance and heady intoxicating and bewildering desire all at once.

I

do not know if you feel that or if you are like the boy you told
me
you were when we first began this . You do not seem like a boy to
me.
You have all the qualities I associate with maturity and wisdom
and
manhood combined with the boyish charm. I would still like to know
exactly how you feel toward me. If you are unused to seeing a
woman
as
more than something you fuck then I need to know. I think you like
more about me than just my tits and ass. I can pick somebody up if
all
I want is to fuck but this with you is far more than just fucking.
It's fucking plus a million. It's perfect. I'm scared by how

intense

I
feel. I would do any filthy thing you asked of me and my thoughts
are
getting more lascivious, more extreme as days go by. I think I
stopped
making sense back there somewhere and now i'm just rambling. I
know
I
love you. It's not even funny how much I want your cock. I would
kill
anyone that got near it or you at this point. Sometimes your

replies

are quite curt. Even dismissive. I'm probably way too sensitive
and
need to develop a thick skin but i'm soft and exposed with you.

On 11/28/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

You don't feel love from me?

On Sun, Nov 28, 2010 at 5:36 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Okay the sex part- fucking hell. Fantastic. But. Need the love.

I

need

it or I can't go near my cunt for you. I need to feel you in my

heart.

On 11/28/10, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <

emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com>

wrote:

Want to hold you in my arms while you suckle me and I
masturbate.
I'll
come in seconds. And again.

On 11/28/10, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:

God, I want to such them for hours.

On Sun, Nov 28, 2010 at 2:57 PM,
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com<
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I could hardly think to speak coherently in the video. All
I

want

to
do
is
get fucked by you. Thats all I can think about. Can't even
think

about

Islam. Don't give a fuck if we get overrun by the fuckers.
Just
want
your
cock every way I can


On Sun, Nov 28, 2010 at 7:52 PM, Barrett Brown
<barriticus@gmail.com>wrote:

Masturbating. Your tits are gigantic. I want to cum all

over

them.

On Sun, Nov 28, 2010 at 9:54 AM,

emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com

<
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I sent muchos tit pics and a tit video and I want your

reaction

NOW

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302