I finally got your first letter. I was getting worried because I hadn’t heard from you in a while. I’ve missed you so very much. I’m still shocked that Whisper helped Lockup and his enforcers capture you. I knew she didn’t like you much, but I didn’t think she would go this far. Anyway, because of that she and I are no longer together. If there was a way for me to get you out of there I’d do it in a heartbeat. I’ve tried to rally your so called friends together to plan your escape, but they don’t seem to care. Not even Jester. I want you to know I’m here for you and if there’s anything you need just let me know.
With all my love,
Eliza
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(12/15/01 2:49 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
Well, well. It's about time you left that hairball, woman! I told you she wasn't good enough for you, but did you listen? No! Ah, well, the game had to end sometime. As I told you in my last letter, not only am I on death row, but I'm also in a high-secured prison--away from Limbo. Stupid insect tried to off me himself, but those 'Hawks stopped 'im. Oh, and speaking of the insect, he knows about us. And he is livid (well, more than usual) at the fact that you've been 'using' 'im all these years. Poor fool's decided to place you in a room of sunlight first chance he gets, so I wouldn't gather anymore bounties in Limbo if I were you.
I guess you shouldn't be too mad at Whisper. She never deserved you, and she had help. That illegit bastard Rakuna managed to find my aerie, expose the location to the whole galaxy and got me ready for the kill. You once said I was in serious trouble since my meeting with that 'Hawk, but baby, I've been threatened with death for years, ever since my best conquest died. But that Mykari half-breed slipped me something, but I have no idea what. I shouldn't complain much, though; it's pretty wild and it's not like I haven't gotten anything bad. I guess death row's pretty good. Could be worse; could be casteration.
So no one's come to help...not even Jester. That little punk! After everything I did for him, he has the nerve to leave me hanging! You know, he was nothing more than a low-down, s**t-eating con artist using his sister as a prostitute until I came along. I was only sixteen at the time, but I knew women. If it wasn't for me, he would've never gotten the business as high as it's been. I suppose he's gotten tired of splitting the profits with me.
Okay, enough rambling. No one's touched my aerie since the raid, so here's what I want you to do. There's a special holovid on top of the shelf of my vid collection that I want you to play on a wide-screen, all-frequency channel so all of Limbo could hear and see. Do this on the exact day and time my execution's to take place. Consider it my last wish, Liza. Trust me, it'll all come together when the time comes. I figure, if I'm going to leave this world, may as well make it one hell of an exit.
Catch ya later,
Dray
PS: Tell Damian I'm leaving him the aerie, and my Nebula Burner. Someone's got to take care of my baby when I'm gone.
I’m going to cut to the chase and skip all the pleasantries. I found the holovid, but I haven’t watched it yet. I’m kind of scared to. What’s on it anyway? As for that little pipsqueak Jester, I’ve got him under my thumb now. I threatened to let our dear Lord Ataka know just what happened to his precious concubine. The only reason I hadn’t said anything before was to protect you, lover. Now you’re out of Mon*Star’s reach so it doesn’t really matter…except to Jester. Anyway, Jester’s been splitting the profits with me. I’ve quit bounty hunting. I feel it’s time for me to retire. Is it alright if I move into your aerie, love? I think that would help me deal with you not being here with me. I could watch those vids we made. That’s the only way I can see you now. They miss you down at The Basement. I know they don’t miss you as much as I do though.
You probably wish you could have see Whisper's face the day I threw her out. I had tossed all her stuff out the front of the cave. I opened up her coffee grounds and poured them all over her clothes. By the time she got there she looked completely mortified. She had the nerve to tell me I should be glad she did what she did because you didn't deserve me. Sound familar? I don't know where she went after that. She still tries to contact me now and then. Says she still loves me. I don't care. I'm through with her.
I told D-boy what you said about your aerie. He said he wants nothing to do with all that right now. He’s taking all that’s happened pretty hard. Write back soon, Dray. I’m going to see if it’s possible to come visit you. I won’t be able to touch you, but seeing you would be better than nothing. By the way, I’m letting my hair grow back long. I’ll send a picture once it’s all grown back.
Love,
Your little f*ck toy Edited by: Detia1 at: 12/16/01 8:04:57 am
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(12/18/01 2:18 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
So you know about Chichu, eh? I should've known you'd find out sooner or later. I don't like you using the MATI as your trump card, though; I never did like those little bastards. They won't let me touch their women! Jesus, talk about purist! Oh, well...I guess it'll do, this time. I'm glad Jester's splittin' the profits with you, babe. Save up enough dough and you might start your own prostitution ring. We could drive Jester out of business.
See the look on Whisper's face? I'd rather have the bitch right here, right now so I could dish out my own revenge! But since that's not possible...sorry to hear D-boy's uspet about the whole situation. But he's still gettin' my aerie in Limbo, and the Nebula Burner (tell me my baby's okay).
I have another aerie, sweetheart, that you can move into so you don't miss me so much. It's on Earth; Venice to be precise. I find their canals quite romantic. Take whatever you want out of my Limbo aerie to take with you to Earth, 'kay?
As for visiting moi...I don't think you'll have any problems with that. Death row has unlimited visitor privilages, unless they're in solidary, which is rare here. Been sittin' around in my cell since I got here. Oh, and I have another favor. Update me on what's happenin' in Limbo; I've been meaning to know what's goin' on since my departure. And could you send me a copy of both the Bedlama Star and that tabloid magazine I love? You know the one.
Dray
PS: the vid I told you about is only my last will and testament. Feel free to give it a little preview if ya want.
I sent you some interesting reading material. You should have a copy of the Bedlama Star with your picture plastered on the front page. Yes, they are still talking about you here in Limbo. I was kind of surprised to find an article about myself in Profiles and Personalities. It says that I was your sex slave for years and you threatened to kill me if I ever revealed the location of your aerie. How hilarious! And inaccurate. The only reason I was with you was because I love you. I mean come on! I passed up over five million Limbo bucks for you! If that’s not love, I don’t know what is. Speaking of love, Spike seems to have gotten the idea that he has some kind of chance with me. How laughable! I’d date a Punn-Darian marsh slug before I’d date him! By the way, I heard a rumor that Harry was going to auction off our table after your execution. He’s already removed it and put it in storage somewhere. I don’t think that’s right. I should have that in memory of you. I guess I could put in a bid for it….or just take it. Whichever is easier.
Anyway, your lawyer, Charles Baner stopped by. He told me that they allow for conjugal visits there twice a month. Want to take advantage of that privilege? I also watched that vid or your will with him. He asked for a copy for legal reasons. Let me know if it’s all right to make one for him.
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(12/19/01 2:59 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
I got the readin' material, babe. Least I'm not going to be forgotten so easily...hehehehe! And I see the article on Profiles and Personalities. You're right; it is inaccurate! Stupid reporters. Don't they know I never kill my victims? (I know there was that one time, but that was involuntary manslaughter! Jeez, you make one little error...) I was only worth five million Limbo bucks?! That's outrageous! After my best conquest, I figured the bounty would've at least be a hundred million!
Now, for Spikey boy...remember how I first got you in my clutches? Do the same to him, then take your time with his sweet pleasure. Just whip him good--and you are using the one with the metal studs--and when he least expects it, drink his blood. I don't care if it is a stereotype, just kill the little punk so I don't have to take the trouble to haunt him for all eternity!
Take the table. And while you're at it, do me the honor of turning Harry into a million toasters. I know he makes a mean Sangria, but...you could do so much better than that piece of junk. Yes, come and visit whenever you like, baby. Tell Damian he could visit, too; I have got to talk guy stuff with that boy (he has become a man, has he not?) Oh, and tell Chuck his copy of the will's in the mail.
Do you miss your little f*ck toy? I hope so cuz that would make my visit so much sweeter. *wink* I must warn you in advance that I got a tattoo. I'll let you have the fun of finding it during my visit. Don't you just love a good scavenger hunt! *mwah*
I read what you said about Spike. I wouldn't mind torturing him, but there's no way in hell I'm going to have sex with him! No way! I know someone who probably would. That slut ChiChu will do anybody. (No offense to you, handsome. Yes, I found out about you two, but I'm not jealous. I know I'm the best). Speaking of jealousy...was I sensing a hint of that in your last letter? No need to be jealous, deary. It would be kind of flattering if you were.
I made a copy of your will for Charles. As for Damian...uh, last time we talked about sex he told me he's still a virgin. I know that's not what you want to hear, but if a man says himself that he's a virgin, more than likely it's true. However, he has been corresponding with Queen Lyna. I hope this news doesn't piss you off. I'll be seeing you in one week's time. Be ready for me, baby!
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(12/19/01 6:10 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
Fine, fine. Don't screw Spike, but make him think you want him; it'll make torturing him even more pleasurable. BTW, did you get our table back?
So, Damian's been writing to the Kitty Queen. No, of course I'm not mad. More likely, the correspondence is purely friendship. In fact, I know it's just as friends because last time I checked, Queen Lyna is betrothed to that half-breed illegit, Stalker. At least I don't have to worry about that, thank the gods. Not that I wouldn't mind, but...wait a second! My son...m-m-m-my son is still a virgin?! What's taking him so long?! I was about half his age when I got my first f*ck! Send him over to me, darlin'; I'll have a word with him about women.
Why didn’t you warn me that you had all that pent up sexual energy? I thought you were going to rip me in half! Gods! And that lingerie you literally ripped off of me cost nearly 200 Limbo bucks! Did you even get a good look at it before you tore it off of me? I don’t think you even noticed my tattoo. In case you didn’t notice it’s of a purple dragon clutching a heart with your name in the center. It’s on the small of my back. Hopefully you saw it when you hit me from behind. If you did, you like?
As for our table, I…persuaded Spike to find it for me. No, I didn’t screw him! I told him I would if he got it back for me. He looked like to piss on himself for glee. I’m not going to screw him though. He is so not my type.
Your son told me he’s coming to visit you. Didn’t say when. Said he wanted to surprise you. You know I’ve wondered if D-Boy even likes women. I’ve never seen him go out on a date, nor have I heard him mention a girlfriend. Maybe he’s just really shy.
I’m going to have to hold off on my next conjugal visit. I still haven’t recovered from the first one. I hope you enjoyed yourself. I had a pretty good time. I think we were a bit noisy because the guards outside were looking at me kind of funny.
I was exploring your aerie this evening and I found something interesting. I found a key. It just so happens to fit the lock to your ‘trophy room.’ It’s very fascinating. I didn’t know you had a shrine to me too. Why is it so…large? I half expected Katherine Lockup’s to be the largest, the way you talk about her, but mine’s a little bigger than hers. Does this mean all I am to you is one of your conquests? Please say that isn’t so. I certainly hope I mean more to you than that, my love.
Eliza
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(12/19/01 7:30 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
You...went into my trophy room? My trophy room, the one room in the entire aerie that is OFF LIMITS to everyone but moi?! You little...oh, when you get here on your next visit...you are so going to pay for that! Well, the only reason your shirne is so huge is because you are one of my greatest conquests. I tried to make both shirnes equal sizes, but since you survived...I thought it would be fair to make it a little bigger. Well, that and the fact you gave me a son. See? I don't think of you as just another conquest. Happy?
As for D-Boy...I haven't seen him yet. About his tastes, I got three guesses; he's really shy, likes someone, but is keeping it from you, or he's...(shudders) gay. Please tell me that isn't the case.
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
Oh, Dray, please not the 'back door!' I do hate it when you do that! It's excruciating! Would it help if I begged your forgiveness? I'll do anything to keep you from punishing me that way! ANYTHING! Just thinking about it makes me hurt! But I do think it's kind of sweet that you made a shrine to me. As for Damian's preferences, he hasn't said a word to me. I'm thinking of starting to date again. I saw this cute girl at Lady's Choice the other night. I saw Whisper too, but I didn't talk to her. I'm going to check out your aerie in Venice before my next visit. Damian has your Nebula Burner. He doesn't ride it much, but he's keeping it in top shape. His business is doing very well. Other than someone vandalizing the store, things have been pretty positive.
By the way, what the hell did you do with my leash and collar? I can't find it anywhere. If I do find it, do you want me to bring it for next time? I miss our little role playing sessions.
I sent you this month's Profiles and Personalities. There's an article about Whisper in there. I never even knew she used to be a ThundreCat! Did you know, deary? As you can see, the bounty had greatly increased since I passed up that five million. Even if it ha been 70 million back then, I still wouldn't have taken it.
Eliza
PS: I love you. I hadn't told you in a while so I felt it was about time I did.
From you lack of response to my last letter I'm assuming nothing can change your mind about my punishment. You can be so crewl sometimes! Oh well. I guess I'm going to have to just take it. Damian told me he visited you but he didn't tell me what you guys talked about. Did you have that man to man talk with him?
Your parents contacted me. They're pretty upset with us. Apparently they found out we were never married. Your stepmom said to tell you that you should marry me while you still have a chance. I told them that you're not the marrying kind. I don't see how it could matter much now that Damian is an adult. Your father kept complaining that his only grandson is a friggin' bastard. I didn't think that was very polite, but what can I say.
I visited your aerie in Venice. It's lovely! Why hadn't you ever taken me there before? Those blue silk sheets in the bed chamber are just magnificent! As I promised, I'll be seeing you next weekend. Please don't be too hard on me when I get there.
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Posts: 44
(12/24/01 7:59 am)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
You wanna know what we talked about? Everything! D-Boy said that the person who vandalized his store was one of my big fans. He also told me a lot of stuff I was pissed about, thus my lack of response. Not only did he tell my folks about our infidelity, but he's closer to that hairball than ever! As soon as he gets enough money, D-Boy's moving to Thundera. He got an offer from the queen hairball herself to be a part of her court. Looks like those IRC fellas stick together. Yea, I got that article. I knew there was a reason I didn't like her.
As for my folks...they're more upset with me than you. Stepmom found out about Pterra. So sue me, I wanted to experiment and since Pterra was the only other female in the house...(I know what you're thinking; it's not my nature to screw kids, but then again, I was just a kid myself then) and I took on my old man's approach. Yea, yea, I was an incestous bastard, but Pterra's only my step sister. It's not like we were biologically related. And who cares if society considers Damian an illegit? Hell, I'd rather he move to Thundera than Plunn-Dar any day.
Sorry, baby, they won't let us do our role-playing here. It's prison rules. But I'll see if I can sneak some cuffs off or something. And I was going to take you to Earth to see that particular aerie, along with one in Hawaii, Egypt, China, Russia and Malibu, but obviously, that plan's scrapped. It was a surprise.
Don't you even think of dating again, woman. After what happened to Whisper, I can't risk you getting double-crossed again. However, while you're in Venice, you could start on that free-lance prostitution ring we talked about. Just have Jester deliver your half of the profits to Hawaii and he won't suspect a thing.
Oh, one more thing; of course I won't be too hard on you. After all, you only snuck into my trophy room, which is, I repeat OFF LIMITS to all visitors. See ya next weekend...
I'm writing to you from Venice. I decided to stop her for a bit beore heading back to Limbo. I forgot to tell you something about Damian last time I was there. He finally told me about someone he's quite interested in. It's Wily Kit. You know one of the ThunderTwins. I was a bit surprised. She's much older than he is. He tell me his feelings are more than a crush but he doesn't know how to tell her. He also said there's no way he's going to take advice from you. I don't see why. I think you're quite the romantic. You would have never gotten anywhere with me if you hadn't been.
I got our table back. Spike delivered it to me. I know because he left a message for me about it. I can check my messages anywhere, you know. He still expects me to give him some. I would out of pity if he didn't make my stomach turn. I could blindfold him and have somebody else do it or me.
I was kind of disgusted about what you said about your step sister. I shouldn't be too surprised. I mean we both know you're crazy. Why else would you have been on the Asylum Planet. Contessa thinks I'm crazy for loving you. Can you believe she thinks I would be better off with Whisper? Oh please! I hear that one of the SilverHawks committed incest. Married his sister or something like that. I'm not sure which one it is though. There's no telling with that bunch.
Anyway, my punishment wasn't too bad. I could sit down after one day. You were harder on me when I tore up your Nebula Burner. I truly learned my lesson then! I barely looked at your bike let alone touched it after that.
By the way, I found my leash and collar. Not that it really matters since they won't allow me to bring it there.
I just found out something quite interesting. My ex-boyfriend just so happens to be there on death row too. Remember the energy Vampire known as The Bounty Hunter? Yup, that's him. I had wondered what happened to him. Turns out that he went on a killing spree in another planet system. Is it me, or do I seem to attract the crazy ones? Anyway, I'm glad I left that jerk. He was a control freak.
I'm coming to see you again very soon. You know I would never forget your birthday. I sent your card ahead of time. I made it myself. Very naughty. You like? I aslo sent you another copy of the Bedlama Star. The local authorities are cracking down on the booming drug trade. The MATI and the Mob are going to have to start coming up with new distribution tactics.
As for the prostitution ring...I'm going to need your advice with that one. I have no idea how to run that type of business.
Happy Birthday, Lover!
Your Sweet Liza
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(12/25/01 7:46 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
It's an infatuation, Liza. He'll get over it, I hope. And don't you talk to me about incest, woman! No matter what the law says, it's only incest if the respect parties are biologically related! Pterra is only my step-sister (she was my first, period, so give me a break); no problem with that. The 'Hawk who married his sister...well the sister was adopted, so it's not officially incest. Jesus, woman, you've been hangin' with that MATI too much!
I hope Glycerin got the formulas from them and a way to get their own supplies; then Mon*Star would be more willing to let the MATI fall. Afterwards, you'd be able to add some Mimian girls to any prostitute collection you desire. Speaking of Mimians...it's too bad about the drug trade falling down and all...almost like that first time. Ouch, that had to hurt. Of course, I blame that stupid parrot for it all! I'm sure Mo told you all about that crazy bird's matchmaking adventure which got the local authorities really involved in the drug trade. Let's just say, I'm still pissed at him because he told Mon*Star AFTER I SPECIFICALLY TOLD HIM NOT TO! Thanks to his big mouth, I never got the first taste of that sweet little 'Hawk QT.
You and the Bounty Hunter?! Now that's rich! Ha! Anyways, his execution is right after my birthday, so you feel free to watch. When you visit, I'll tell you all about runnin' a prostitution ring. Of course, right now, I'll tell you the easiest place to start is either Plunn-Dar or the Planet of the Mimes 'cause it's legal there.
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
First of all, deary, I do not hang out with the MATI. I can't stand that bitch Tifa. I hate her more than that nosey Astrala. That's why I was so upset when I thought that was her I saw at your aerie. She even had the nerve to ask me if I would mind if she visted you. Now normally I keep my temper in check, but it felt so good to smack the sh*t out of her.
As for Tommy's execution, it wasn't open to the public so I couldn't watch. Oh well. It's not like I really wanted to see it anyway.
Now about Damian. I don't think it's just infatuation with that ThunderCat. I remember when D-Boy had a crush on Phantom. He didn't act like he's acting now. Seems serious to me. I warned him about getting involved with a day dweller. It hasn't been easy for me with you or Whisper.
Well, it's one more year before you leave me forever. I know it's a while away, but I've been feeling a bit depressed about it lately. I miss being able to sleep in the same bed with you. It gets pretty cold sleeping in a bed all alone. I guess you could understand. You don't have any access to females where you are. The warden made sure of that. How about you? Do you miss being with me? Do you miss all the things we used to do together? I know I do.
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Posts: 46
(12/26/01 7:08 am)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
Well...I'll tell you right now, it's not too bad considering I get these crazy dreams. I don't wanna discuss them, but yea, I'm countin' downthe days before I bid this world good-bye. A pity I couldn't access any females here, but then again, the female's wing in on another asteroid. But I'm keepin' busy. Been writin' my memoirs. They're real racy, I tell ya. I've even dedicated sections to my fave women--you, my best conquest and the one who got away.
I'll mail my memoirs to you with my final letter, the day before my execution. I want you to publish them as soon as possible, and make sure you do not use a Mimian publishing company or one with Mob spies or sympathizers; I leaked out a few MATI secrets in here and I want those bastards to fall. Amazing what kinds of tortures they put hybrids and mixed lineages through. Rape, mutiliation, torture, the whole she-bang. And when there are no more screams, the process starts on the familiy members and loved ones until no more screams are heard and the cycle goes on and on until there's nothing they can do to make them cry out in pain. It takes a while, but when that finally happens, they bleed to death...slowly. Unless they're blood's used by whoever their god chooses as a vessel.
I only regret that I can't see the look on Ataka's face when they go out. Once those cats are out of the bag, all hell will break loose. Ooh! Wicked brainstorm; why don't you send whoever wants to publish my memoirs a teaser with all the MATI secrets in it? I'll mail them to you with this letter. Keep me posted.
Dray
PS: I miss you, too. You're the best woman I've ever had in bed with me.
How’s the sexiest Saurian in the universe doing? I’m feeling a little better. Your last letter cheered me up a bit. I think it’s so sweet that you dedicated a section of your memoirs to me. Makes me feel so special. I sent another copy of Profiles and Personalities. I think I need to have a talk with the publisher of that ‘zine. I don’t know where they get their stories from. Look at page 10. It’s another article about us. (Notice stories about us are getting pushed further back in the magazine?) It says according to a reliable source you are planning on proposing to me next time I visit. Says their source is someone there in that particular prison. Where do they get these ridiculous stories? I’ll believe that when Lord Tkkla screws someone of another species.
I’ve been trying to think of a way to get Spike off my back without killing him. He still wants what I promised him for getting me our table back. What should I do? I really don’t want to have to murder someone.
I got those secrets. The MATI is truly horrid. You mean to tell me that Lord Ataka’s second wife fed their god her own daughter’s blood? How trifling! I also read about what they do to those who try to leave their group. Those poor Bernufs met an ugly fate. I feel bad for them. Do they know what happened to their son?
You mentioned that young SilverHawk in a previous letter. I believe her code name is Sundance. Now I don’t know if this is true, but I think there’s something going on between her and the Brigadier. Now that’s definitely robbing the cradle! You know anything about that?
D-Boy told me he’s coming to visit you again. You’re not still pissed at him, are you? He says he has exciting news, but he hasn’t told me anything yet. I guess he wants you to know first, for some reason. Let me know what it’s about in your next letter.
With all my love,
Your Pretty Pet
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(12/26/01 1:39 pm)
Re: Love Letters: Death Row
Well, it looks like we're becoming old news, baby. I don't mind, anyway; those idiots can be such liars. I mean, come on! Me, propose? The day I settle down will be the day Mon*Star swallows his pride. By the way, I'm doing just fine considering my execution's coming closer. As for Spike...why don't you tell him you'll screw 'im, blindfold 'im, and chop off his balls? You're not killing him (literally) and it'll teach 'im not to mess what is mine.
Yea, all them MATI stuff is true. Lady Pijol did fed their god her own daugter's blood, but that daughter was from a previous marriage and a traitor, so it didn't matter to them. I think those Bernufs died before they learned what happened to their son, but I hear that son has a daughter who married the Copper Kidd's brother.
Ah, little Sunny...the one who got away (thanks to that loudmouth I called a protege). It's all true, relationship and all. I'm surprised you learned about it, considering those two are keeping it pretty low profile to avoid the tabloids gossiping. I kinda learned it from one of the MATI girls (Pijol, Fikkia or Tifa) about it. Seems she tried another assassination attempt on who she describes as a "disgusting, revolting, incest-made mongrel whore", Brightlight valiantly interferes and actually tells the asassin bitch off in native tongue after breaking her jaw with a good backhand (yes, he usually doesn't hit a lady, but in her case, he seemed more than happy to make an exception; plus, the native tongue slips in when he's pissed.) But I confirmed that little situation when I dragged Hardware to Bedlama's annual military ball. We were a good distance away, so security couldn't catch us. I brought along good survelence equipment to see what was going on. Wouldn't you know it, there they were, all lovey dovey (nothing racy, unfortunately) on a nearby balcony. I was on the verge of infectious laughter while Hardware looked like he was about to throw up; he said he couldn't decide which is harder to believe, the fact I was right or the fact he was so mushy.
My biggest mistake, however, was telling Molecu-Lar about it. Like I said earlier, Mon*Star's been after little Sunny for first taste when Mo leaked it out. But it's not because Mon*Star's a pervert--okay, that's part of the reason; this guy's worse than me when it comes to sex--acutally, the real reason is to use her to get to Brightlight. Let's just say, they had a little scuffle with results Mon*Star wasn't pleased with (he has the eyepatch to prove it, too) way-back-when. I suppose it is robbing the cradle a bit; they're only about, what, 300 years apart? It looks like a good deal; all Bedlamian species live to be about 500 and Mimians 200. How often can you beat that?
D-Boy has news...I sure hope it's good. I've been worried about him since you told me he has an infatuation for that T-Cat. There's a thin line between infatuation and love, so it's likely he'll get that confused. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll start praying for that little miracle right now.
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Hullo, Love of my life.
Oh, you are just going to love what I’m going to tell you! I got Spike good. I made a date with him and took him to my cave. He was ready to go at it as soon as we got there but I told him I wanted to make things interesting. I blindfolded him and tied him to the bed. He was in heaven once I got a good hand job going. He was in for such a surprise when I demonstrated one of my best skills (yes, the one that even makes you weak in the knees, love.) Just as he was about to come I dug my fangs into his tender flesh. I have never heard a man scream like that. It was glorious! Anyway, I got the result I wanted. Spike has never hit on me or called me since! What a relief. Are you proud of me, love? I’m proud of myself.
Now to more somber issues. Charles suggested that you tell me about funeral arrangements. Where you want to be buried and all that. I don’t really want to think about that right now, but I suppose he’s right.
I think I might have found a publisher for your memoirs. The company is located on Mars Colony. That’s about as neutral as I could find. Neither the Mob nor the MATI have anything going on there.
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