It's bed time in little tiny England. Everyone goes to bed when the
Queen does. It's the law. Also the Queen is really a big black man
with that skin disease that makes the pigment turn white. Don't tell
anyone our Queen is black okay. Or a man. It's our secret. I could be
shot. Or worse. I wish you were here RIGHT now. I'd do unspeakable
things to you and myself. I am going to sleep and i'm not even going
to masturbate. I'm saving up all my lust to unleash on you. But you
turn me on so much. I might just do a little one. Love love and triple
love with chocolate sprinkles and cake. And cock. Cock shaped cake
made of chocolate. With a bow on. For Emma. Ha! I forgot what a
fucking cock looks like. Damn Atlantic Ocean. And more cock.

-- 
Emma xx