05 Feb. 75
J.
Babe, your letter gave me smiles and tears. And no, I won’t tell anyone—if you don’t. Our letters are between us and no one else. You can say what you like.
We certainly made the most of our time together. They’re probably still cleaning up the c*m you left all over the place. Hahaha. Most of mine went up your beautiful little arsehole. If you were my girl, you’d be pregnant for sure. I just wish we could have spent a few nights together. Imagine falling asleep after making love, my arms around you and my c**k buried deep inside you. Our warm bodies pressed together, and in the morning, when we wake up, we kiss and make love some more, quickly, before the screws catch us. Ah, well. It’s good to dream. I could always ask the governor if I can come back again, but I reckon t
