Subject: Re: background in refugee services and orientation |
From: "emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com" <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> |
Date: 12/7/10, 17:33 |
To: Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> |
Show the wealthy the photo of me looking like a *Moll* (I am still not convinced that is a compliment but I take your word for it) Say that if they invest you will allow them to watch you fuck me. They can't fuck me, just you. Because you have the secret antidote to my clit boner affliction. (thats gotta be 6 times in the last 15 minutes)I love your (in current order of fetish) voice, mouth (OH MY GOD) lips, your jaw, eyes, smiling eyes, COCK, although cock is pretty much a constant with all the other things that consume my base thoughts about you. So yes, cock. Love your fucking cock. I must now lie down as my clit boner needs de-boning. X
On Tue, Dec 7, 2010 at 4:40 PM, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:Ah, sweetheart, I fucking love you as a whole and I am falling in love with certain parts of you gradually. I may have an affair with your tits. Can't believe you're still sick; I haven't had flu in a decade or longer. Still in this meeting but will address your clit boner momentarily.
On Tue, Dec 7, 2010 at 11:34 AM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:
Morning Gorgeous Sex God, please forget the wealthy and come and fuck me until I scream. Life here in Emma Land does not resemble life as much as life if it were flu addled and nobody could breathe. I thought I would begin to feel better after what, 4 days of this? But no, I feel like hell.Just got a text from my mum saying *Hello darling, I am with the Paramedics in Marks and Spencers, I felt faint and they are putting me in a taxi home* So thats great. She's supposed to be flying to Australia on Friday - they are flying with Quantas - the airline who had to recall half their planes recently due to an engine malfunction. I really hope she has not got flu.I masturbated earlier because thoughts of you had given me a raging *clit boner* Someone wrote that phrase under one of my photographs and I am trying to use it as often as I can which so far is once, here, with you. Anyway the story concerned you being all arrogant and haughty. I think I was tied up but its all a blur of flu meds and clit boners (yay! twice) In the end you fucked me hard until I screamed blue murder and slapped your face, which now that I think about still turns me on. I may have to slap you at some point during *operation Emma Clit Boner (3!)* of which I forsee many operations as I will be permanently clit boned in your presence. I hope it doesn't drop off from being brittle. I may start a moisturising regime.You have not said you love me for 600 years. That is why I still have flu. You nasty gorgeous pig you. X ( I love you, as does my clit boner (4!)On Tue, Dec 7, 2010 at 4:10 PM, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:Morning, sweetheart. The work marathon continues. Now I'm at the office once again trying to convince the wealthy to throw down some of their wealth. More soon.On Mon, Dec 6, 2010 at 5:27 PM, Barrett Brown <barriticus@gmail.com> wrote:
Sorry, I thought it conveyed what you did based my confused understanding of it. I can change it.--On Mon, Dec 6, 2010 at 4:59 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:
????? I worked in human rights and Immigration law, it was stressful and difficult - I wasn't serving them soup and directing them to the nearest library.
Regards,
Barrett Brown
512-560-2302
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Regards,
Barrett Brown
512-560-2302
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Regards,
Barrett Brown
512-560-2302