Love Letters to my Asian Flower

Sweetie, I am going to eat supper for a bit. See you back here in a little while!
 
Gusty Wind said:
<*BOING*>... Franky... I meant my # 4444 posts :( lOOky

you missed it :eek:

ooops bad tease :D

Hi Sweetie!!

I am sorry I missed your post count at 4444!
That is a very fun looking number.
Does it mean anything special in China?

I think you are trying to catch up to me!!! :D
 
Gusty Wind said:
Franky..

would you write me a poem ?

Yes, my sweetness!

I would love to write you a lovely poem.

I will surprise you with the topic. See if you like it.
:kiss:
 
There is much I would like to say to you.

I can not always follow your mood or desires.

They seem to change rapidly.

I will continue to be my regular sweet and loving self.

I will write a poem. If you don't care for it, that is ok too.

Feel free to do anything you like.

My feelings for you are always the same - tender care and longing for you to be happy!

I know you are a very beautiful woman. I just wish your heart was not so troubled. Makes me sad to feel that in you.

I want you to find happiness soon. Something that will stay with you all the time.

I will write the poem in a few minutes. Hugs and kisses to my sweet flower!!! :kiss: :heart:
 
What do I do when I am bored?

I am almost never bored.

I find so many things to keep me busy.

I write some, I do errands around the house.

I do my business some.

I watch some TV once in a while.

I love to read stores from Lit. as well as other sites.

I should finish several stories I have started.

I do things with my grandchildren.

I do shopping. I shovel the snow. My blower is not working! Yuck!

When the weather is good, I do walking in a small park across the field from my house. Very beautiful pond with birds and animals.

Sometime, I compose music on my computer. I draw artwork on my computer. I read science magazines and books.

When do I have the chance to be bored?? :D :heart:
 
Gusty Wind said:
Dear Franky

I miss how you love me

you don't write anymore

that's is ok with me

aww... too much

mmmm... I just want too relax

I do not need a pokeyy~ride just yet...

I will makes you hard for your Date :D

do you want to put cream on my back ?

I have to tell you, I just finished chatting in a conference with three great friends on Yahoo.

I am so horny, it would be impossible to get me more hard now.

I would only be a sniffing horn dog with you today.

All I can think of is what I would do with you if I were there!!!

Hope that doesn't make me a bad guy!!!

It's just been so long since I had any sex and really need to be with a girl.

Can you blame me!!!?
 
Gusty Wind said:

I won't pry, but it is sad to hear of a beautiful girl such as you not getting any!!

I assure you, that would NOT be the case around me!
 
A story just for you, my flower!!!

Once upon a time, long, long ago...

There lived a very shy pony.

She had the sweetest mamma pony and her daddy was the bravest of all the ponies in the area.

She nursed from her mamma every day and grew big and strong.

Soon, her mamma showed her how to eat the deep green grass of their beautiful pastures.

This was so sweet, the dear sweet pony loved it and grew even stronger and bigger.

One day, when it was time to go back to the coral and bed down for the night,

the little pony was unhappy and kicked up her heels and whinned.

She trotted around and ignored her mamma's pleas for her to come to bed.

Mamma called to daddy pony and he came to see what was wrong with little pony.

She seemed to be sick and not able to understand her parents.

So they each guided her back to the coral and told the keeper all about the problem.

Early next morning, little pony was awakened to the pony doctor checking her over.

He looked in all the right places and tapped and tested.

Finally he said, "I think she has a very serious illness that can only be cured by special berries".

They all looked at the doctor and asked where they could get those berries.

"Down in the far swamp. Where the mist is cold and the eagles fligh high."

They were all afraid to go down into the swamp. It was cold and scary.

But little pony's father perked up and said, "I will do anything to make my little pony well again!"

So, while all the other ponies waited in the coral, father pony began his journey into the swamp.

"Pick the ones from the ugly brown bushes... from the ugly brown bushes...", he kept saying over and over so he would not forget.

Before he knew it, he was trotting down the slopes of the far hills deep into the revene were the cold misty swamp was.

He stopped and looked all around hoping to see a bush nearby so he wouldn't need to venture into the deep swamp.

Of course, no brown ugly bushes were in sight. He moved on. Soon, he came to a very bad smelling part with yucky mud and tangles of briars.

"OH!", he said. "This looks so bad. What if I get stuck out here and no one comes to help me?"

He paused for a minute and looked around. Soon he saw a small path made by other animals that seemed to go around the thorny patch of mud and briars.

He snickered lightly and was so happy to have discovered the new path.

He had gone only a short distance on this path, when he thought he heard some strange noises.

He paused for a moment, then trotted on. He kept scanning the area looking for those brown ugly bushes.

Soon, he noticed what looked like several way over on the other side of this very wet and soggy swamp.

He stood and did not see any safe and dry way around it.

The water was all black and frightening. He saw things moving in the water. He did not want to go into it.

He kept looking all around to find a way across this horrible swamp. The father pony remembered his sick little baby pony and determined to find a way.

He trotted on down the path and before he knew it, a small bridge showed up going across the swamp.

He was so glad he had not given up and kept going. He safely trotted over the bridge and soon came to a large patch of brown ugly bushes.

He carefully gathered as many berries in his mouth as he could and hurried back the way he had come.

The berries began to sting his tongue. His eyes dripped tears and he soon had trouble seeing his path to go back.

I trotted faster and the briars made scratches in his pretty dark coat. He kept on going.

Soon he was clear of the horrible misty swamp and back up the slopes to his home ground he ran.

Before long, he returned to the little sick pony and dumped the berries on the ground for her to eat.

The doctor thanked the father pony and patted him nicely. The doctor helped little sick pony to eat the berries.

She whinned and stomped her feet and spit the berries out. But the father and mother pony kept urging her to eat them.

After a while she finally ate enough for the doctor to say she would get better.

Then, the doctor turned to the father pony and said, "You must go to the swamp once a week and get more berries. The little pony must eat the berries until she is completely well. Can you do this?"

The father looked a bit frightened, but said, "Yes, I can do that!"

The doctor left and the little sick pony lay down to get better.

That day, the mother and father pony ate in the green pasture without the little pony.

She was fed by the farmer. But the next day, she felt much better and could go to the pasture with her mamma and daddy pony.

Because the father pony was good and went to fetch her berries every week, she soon was almost well and didn't have to eat them anymore.

And the moral of this story is, we all have to do things sometime that we don't want to, but will help us after all!

When a pony is sick, they must take the medicine and get better. Even if they don't want too!

And they all lived happily ever after!!! The END!
 
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Gusty Wind said:

WOOOW !!

aww.. my sweet.... I am no gOOd ... I makes you work so hard..

hehe... Hard fo me and hOt for me...mmm.. my sweet sexy y y

Blink...for that... hehe..look at my av...mmuah:kiss:

oh baby!!!!

I am sucking on them now!!! Don't move!!! I need to feast on them for awhile!!! Just look at those nipples!!!
Thank you for your sweet breasts!!! Hugs!!! :p :kiss:
 
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Gusty Wind said:
<*wiggles*>...<*moaning*> aww... baby..more...

Come! Lay by that nice fire you just made and let me kiss and hug you!

Let me lay my head on your chest and feel you breathe in and out!!
Kiss my face and run your fingers through my hair.

I will softly pet your pussy and caress it like a small bird!

I will suck long and gentle on each breast until they make your pussy ache for me!

I want to hear you cry that you want me!!! I want to hear you moan and whisper naughty words in my ears.

Bite my neck and arms too! Lick me wherever you can!

I will soon be down to your pussy loving it with my mouth.
Drinking in your warm sweet liquid love!!!

Don't move, my sweet delicate flower!!! Ahhhhhhh! :p :kiss: :heart:
 
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