Brought back for those who missed it… it was such a hot turn on for all of you that enjoy the “older” ladies. Those Hot nasty milfs!!
This is a note I received from the boy across the street. He’s eighteen, calm down.
“Dear Paula,
I watch you every day from my window. My parents don’t know. I’ve been watching you in your window for years. Please don’t think I’m some pervert. I’m not just MILF-loving wanker on the Internet. It’s just that you’re so perfect, Paula. I want to make love to you. I know you probably think I’m just a boy, why would you be interested? But I can tell you that no one will ever love you the way I do, Paula. Please don’t tell anyone about this letter. My parents would die. I’m supposed to go away to college next fall. But how can I, Paula, when you’ll be here? My girlfriend wants to marry me. She doesn’t know what love is. I do. I know what true love is because I would do anything, anything at all, for one night with you. Sometimes I see – please don’t hate me for this – the other men who come to your house and I burn, Paula, I burn in an ecstasy of jealousy! I hate to think of those animals touching you. They can’t know, can’t appreciate all that you are. Please let me love you, Paula.
Signed—“
Never mind his name. It’s not important. Well, what should I do about this? By all rights I should call the police. It would be a creepy letter if it wasn’t so sweet. Besides, I know the boy. His crush is not news to me. The funny part is that he thinks it just happened, that I had nothing to do with it. He believes that all those stolen glances in the window were just that – stolen. It never occurred to him that maybe they were all planned. His dad after all, is loaded. Maybe all those stolen glances were gifts. Maybe this letter was just the sign that the berry was ripe for plucking…
