Love letter.

To my love,

I shall seek and find you
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you
I will make you ache, shake and sweat until you moan and groan
I will make you beg for mercy, beg me to stop.
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I
finish with you.
You will be weak for days after my love making.

All My Love,
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The FLU

p.s.

Now get your mind out of the gutter and go get your flu jab!!!!!!!

 

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