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Email Affair True Story

You know that I'm always up for hours in the morning thinking about you. I wish I would sleep. I think about you enough during the day. Even though I enjoy what I'm almost dreaming.
I was thinking about my possibilities that I have to ask to go home. You need to tell me your possibilities. When you usually come, if like January or Feb could be good. Let me know. I really don't know how to wait for summer.
Anyway, I was up at 5:30, which was really 4:30, because we changed our times. I was thinking that you were still at the party. I was thinking that maybe I wasn't the only one you had the hots for from school and you had made up your mind about them too. I've got to tell you that I was jealous. I've been jealous for days. I don't know if it would have an effect on me someone from where you live. But the idea of you doing it with someone I know. Something I felt that should have been for me this weekend. Someone that my body needs so bad, giving it to someone else. Well, I'll just say that I was jealous. Going back to this morning. I could feelmy thighs starting to get wet. I slid my left hand to my pussy from behind. My hand on my ass and my middle finger in. With the other hand, I put my fingers on my clit. I started circling very slow, being careful not to move. It felt so good, but I had to stop or I wouldn't have been able to stay still. I put my finger in my mouth and I was moving my tongue all around thinking about the letter that I wrote you yesterday. Then I took it out and slid my wet finger all over my lips, immagining it was your cock. I thought about how much I wished I was doing this while we were on the phone. Me telling you how I want to lick and suck you. You telling me that you want to pound me so hard. I want to hear you tell me that you want me. I really do want to hear your voice say it. I know you do. I want to talk dirty to you and tell you what I'm doing while you come. And let you hear me too.
This is the perfect week to call. We changed our clocks but you didn't yet. So when you get home we are only 6 hour difference instead of 7. So your times I have Mon till 7:30 Tue till 7 Wed till 6:30 Thur till 7:30 Fri till 7 and Thur afternoon 5-6( but I think you can't) This is already calculating a half hour talking time. And Saturday 10:30-11:30. Tuesday, I'm probably going to Milano(I told you about it) but if you tell me that you can only call Tue. I'll switch days. But, I wish you could tell me if you're calling. I waited for a week to go out and the only day I went(to the post office to mail your stuff) you called. Anyway- Wake up earlier! If you don't call, I know it's because you can't. I know you want to because I know you liked it too. But I'm hollaring at you anyway.


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