MARTHA:
My Dearest Michael,
Your letter warmed my heart like it has not been warmed in many, many
years. I dreamed about you again my dear but I’d be embarrassed to say
what exactly the dream was about. (I’m blushing)
I’ve include two pictures of me and my beloved Kuma.
My late husband’s brother (they were Siamese twins, originally from Siam) took the earlier photo many years ago.
Don’t I look sexy?
It’s been many years since I’ve felt this comfortable with a man. I feel
very, very close to you Michael. Can we meet somewhere real soon,
someplace where we can really get acquainted (wink, wink)? Say maybe,
on Staten Island or another out of the way place where we can frolic
around and go wee-wee-wee-wee all the way home? I have a picture of you
in my mind but I don’t know if it’s right or not so please, please send
me a picture at once.
I have so much I would like to share with you Michael but I have to run
now and go shopping. I used to just love shopping at Victoria Secrets.
I always feel like such a WOMAN in their clothes. What color do you
like Michael? Please send along that phone number you want me to fax my
information to because I can’t seem to find the number. Bye, bye my
sweetheart – and thank you for the good advice about the coin
collection. I’ll do as you say.
A peck and a hug – Martha
MICHAEL:
Hello Dearest Martha,
I am in reciept of your mail and the pictures attached to them,i never
knew you looked so lovely and sexy.oh what a lovely dog Kuma is. i
really must appreciate your beauty.I did like us to have a date so we
really get talking and maybe(wink wink).i believe we will definetely do
that after this trasaction is over and i will prefer us going to the
Bahamas for a week.
i really don’t have a full potrait of me but i have decided to attach a
copy of my driver’s licence so you can get to see what i really look
like.
Now PLEASE send your information down to me the way you
sent me the picture of your lovely Kuma and you.I must say this before
i sign out,”you are an atonishing beauty”.
here is my fax number in case you have any difficulties in sending it
down via email attahement.775 366 6325.pls do this ASAP so we can get
the ball rolling.
Kisses and hugs Your Darling, Michael Thomas esq.
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Hello My Darling Michael,
Thank you so much for the lovely picture of yourself. As they say, you
are a hunk. Your picture makes you look so, so gritty and man like. And
thank you for thinking I’m sexy. Smooch-smooch to you my sweet onion
bagel.
Oh Michael, the Bahamas sound just lovely my dear…let’s do it! Should
I get a passport? Do we need one to go to the Bahamas? If I get a
passport, why not do the Bahamas AND Paris! Champs-Elysees here we
come. Oh, and the food, forget Del Taco we’ll go first class and do the
town just like Buggsy Seagle and Lillie St. Sere. They have wonderful
street vender’s with organs and monkeys and we can ride the desire
streetcar.
I love your idea of sending attachments (I’m just learning these
things). I’m going to SF this weekend but I’ll first make a trip to
Kinkos and get the information onto my computer to send to you…just
like your want me to do. (hugzies).
SF always makes me think of Tony Bennett – ah, talk about sexy! Don’t
tell a soul but I had an affair with Tony Bennett. Well, not exactly an
affair – it was in the back seat of his limo while we drove along the
405 listening to Frank Sinatra music coming through the chauffeur’s
radio. Take my word for it…he’s not gay.
I’m going to a marvelous wedding that my friend Richard Speck is
throwing for his niece. And talk about rich! Dripping darling, just
dripping.
(Note: Richard Speck famously murdered eight nurses.)
Mr. Speck, such a kind man, was a business associate of Michael’s (my dearly
departed hubbie. And to think, your name is Michael too – how
wonderful! Thank you God.)
Anyhow, Michael was into imports and he told people he imported olive
oil, but really he made his fortune (he and Mr. Speck) in–don’t
be shocked–importing sex toys from Indo-China (although better quality
female “personal” items have always come from Taiwan).
I don’t know how I got onto that, but I’m being picked up this
afternoon and flying to SF on Bobby’s personal jet. I’m so excited
(Kuma comes along, of course). Oh, my Gosh, look at the time. I must
run my sweetheart.
Do write soon. Kiss, kiss – Martha