Setty! I love you so very much! I am very happy that you spoke with me yesterday. I love feeling close to you. I love learning everything about you. I love knowing you and knowing how you feel and how you think. I was not happy that you are feeling so frustrated and stressed, but I was happy that you decided to share your frustrations with me. I felt happy that you felt you could trust me with this and that you spoke with me. I love you so much and I miss you so very much. I love hearing your voice. I so love you voice. Your voice is closest to my heart. Listening to your voice fills my heart with love and content. It makes my heart flutter. It is such a strange feeling how only hearing someone's voice can have such a strong effect on my feelings and being. But, it is not just someone's voice. It is your voice. The voice of you ... my love ... Setty.
It hurts me when you get upset with me, frown upon me, or call me names. It hurts me to the extent that I think a lot about everything I say. You get upset because of my silence, but you do not realize that I am silent because I fear upsetting you. I am silent because I go through tens of iterations of what I wish to say. I am silent because I am thinking about what I should say or not say, how I should say it or not say it, and what your reaction might be. I am not used to being called names or to being scolded or shouted at, and it hurts me when you do so. It hurts me because my intentions are always based on my deep love for you. My intentions are always to please you. I am still trying to get used to it with you. I love you so much and I am trying to change how I feel, what I say, what I do, or what I expect ... only for you ... to be with you ... to be what would please you ... and to be what you would like me to be. I am so in love with you ya Setty.
I woke up this morning and I could not think about anything except you. Dreaming about licking your dirty feet clean. Dreaming about hearing your voice. Dreaming about being at your feet, submitting to you, loving you, and worshiping you. Dreaming about being fucked by you, being close to you, feeling your skin on mine, feeling you inside me, feeling your breath on my skin. Dreaming about kissing you, feeling your tongue in my mouth, tasting your saliva. Dreaming about worshiping your pussy, feeling your pleasure, tasting your juices ... Oh, ya Setty. I love you so very very very much.
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