“You want me, Anne. Maybe I should remind you of how your cunt quivered around my cock and how you begged me to fuck you?” he responds stepping to...wards me. There’s a predatory grin in his eye as he rubs his jaw. In a flash he has me pinned to the wall, my wrists are trapped over my head as he holds me in place. “Come on, Anne. I bet you always wanted to have sex in an alley,” he whispers huskily into my ear. A rush of blood flows to my abdomen in response I can only glare at him but he’s right.. As I watched the television, I noticed a couple of recruitment advertisements which took my fancy. I seemed to be saved.The next couple of years, I was working full time and bouncing between jobs around the city. Life was tough but I was still scraping through my rent. My bank account definitely wasn’t blooming like it once was and after food and rent, I barely had a cent to my name. Money was tight and I underestimated how fast life can change, one day you’re sat in an office, eating expensive. I do love Greta. I really, truly do. I did not have any stamps. It didn’t matter. Seeing as I missed her already I found some paper in one of my bags and I began to write her a letter. It was an unusually long letter but I reinforced to her that in no uncertain terms I was taken by her, that I was in love with her, and that if I had it my way I’d ask her to marry me. That is if I had it my way. “Dear Greta,” it began. “I already know one thing. I love you. Being up here in the skies like I am I. We were making salad, chicken, rice, pasta, and some other stuff just for the fun of it. Mary had her hair tied in a ponytail and was wearing an apron. She had some food on her face and was a little messy but she looked very cute. She was also dancing and started to drag me into it. Within minutes we were singing and dancing and the food wasn’t fully prepared. Instead we threw the food at each other and were having a blast. I started to chase her around and when I finally caught her I tickled.