Okay, so now I know that you were checking out my moves when we met
a few months ago and that I am your Eve, tempting you with a Washington
apple. Where do we go from here? You are stuck in an unhappy marriage
(only one year? ouch!) and would love to show me that you can last and
last like the Energizer Bunny. I feel bad for you to have such a vapid
little wife, but as intrigued and flattered as I am, I need someone I
can be with full-time. A hookup here and there does wonders for the
soul, but you and I have too many mutual friends and acquaintances to
make this work. I am glad you say I am beautiful and have beautiful
eyes and a nice round ass. I also think you are very attractive and I
have nothing but the utmost admiration for your great culinary talents.
I know we can learn a lot from each other and we are practically
separated at birth. If you and I sat down to figure out how good we
look together and how wonderful it would be, we would realize we make
an über couple. My goodness, I miss the way you kiss, especially
the first time you invited yourself to my place… so now what, mi
amor?