Happy Valentine 2000

It will be 15 years on July 13, 2000 that you and I exchanged our vows. As with the wine that I sit and sip as I write this, our times together get better with time. I hope my testimony, here in the public eye, is proof of my love for you, and that I want the world to know.

You will be reading this, about mid-evening, on February 14, 2000. I came home at lunch time today, bearing two roses as gifts to you. I also told you that there would be more surprises coming. Well, this message is one of them, and this message tells you of the other.

I want you to know that you are special to me, not only on Valentine's Day, but every day throughout eternity. But I pick this special day to to take an opportunity to say some of the things that I may not say often enough. "I love you" certainly doesn't part my lips and pierce your ears as often as you deserve. You are special to me, and treat me like a king. I could ask for no better than you.

Tonight, sometime later, after you have read this, I have a request of you. I strongly desire to take you to our bed, and take you to heights of passion that are of blinding heights. And dive into you in depths of sheer bliss. I desire to make love to you: gently, sweetly, until you shudder and shake. I want to touch every inch of you, and stimulate every piece of your skin, and every bone in your body, and every muscle surrounding them. I want to use my body as a tool, a magic wand, to make you feel passion beyond your wildest dreams. There's no hurry, because if necessary, I will spend every minute of darkness lighting your body, your soul. I want to kiss you, caress you, and fill your body with my body until you are satisfied. Simply put, I want to both gently and harshly brings you to as many orgasms as your feminine body can stand. This, I want for you greatly.

I want you to remember this, as I am caressing your body, touching you in all the right places, breathing on your neck, playing with your hair, and kissing your wine-flavored lips. And think of it once more, when you are near climax, as I am between your sweet legs, as we travel the long, sensuous road to oblivion. This, I also want for you greatly.

And yes, my love, I have one last request: Will you please be my Valentine? I love you and want you for my very own--forever!! *kisses and kisses for eternity*

Love, Will

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