No fair...everybody has that!

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We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.

Dear Skippy Monkey tail,

Since I've been such a good bad girl this year, I have a few requests. First, I want some of those lovely nipple rings, you know, the ones just like Lilith's. I would also love a cordless "big gun", I am sick of getting tangled in that damn cord! If that is too much to ask for could I at least get a weekends worth of batteries, for the trusty old standby?

Extra playful Monkey spanks for you!

~hg~

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Dear Huntersgirl,

Ah, for you I have just the thing....a new battery operated big-gun with new batteries that recharge themselves off of pussy juice. Just use your vibe and it gets more powerful as time goes on (dont you wish guys were like that ). Have a good time trying them out.

Licks and pinches,

~ Your monkeyness

PS. Remember it is illegal to hunt monkeys for sport.

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I have a guy just like that, thats why I am so spoiled and need the vibe to do the same thing

Not to be ungrateful or anything but what about my nipple rings?

And maybe we can't hunt monkeys for sport, but how about for fun?

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Sweetest Huntersgirl,

I was going to leave the nipple rings as a surprise...well franky...by putting them on you with my teeth while you slept (magic monkey butt dust would have kept you from waking). However, now I am greatly disturbed by this monkey hunting for fun stuff..

Distressfully yours,

Scared monkey pants.

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Dear Skippy Monkey tail,

I'm so sorry you must have misunderstood! By hunting I did not intend to use any weapons of mass destruction only a pair of binoculars and some bananas perhaps.

And btw, there is no need for the the magic monkey butt dust, I can sleep through anything Now if your intent was to wake me, I do have a few pointers on how it can be done.

Appologetically,

~hg

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Dearest Huntersgirl,

I accept your most sincere appology (I always was a sucker for a good banana) and now you have alloted for a pair of gold and silver nip rings. Also I have you down to spend at least 2 hours putting them on you for propper fit.

Up and readily yours,

Monkey

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Dearest Skippy Monkey Stud,

I am in need of some special Easter present, as chocolate is certainly not satisfying me. I leave it to you to find for me a treat that would suit my needs.

I'll wait with bated breath,
Osuche

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I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

Dear Skippy Easter Monkey,

I would like a a big banana, with batteries, and one of those little battery operated easter eggs to bring me to orgasm...don't much care about the colour..and if it helps any, I would never hunt you, except for sex of course...:-)

Susan... :heart:

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Osuche-est one of all,

You have been seeking the wrong type of chocolate I think to fill the craving inside you. I have a spare gentleman who is very tall, very dark (almost chocolate you may say) that I will leave bundled tightly under your covers for you to unwrap in the morn..

Ta ta,

Studly Monkey

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Suzy wuzy,

Battery powered bananas are my speciality...and as for the eggs...well I will put that in a tight wet place that only you can find....

Sleep tight, or not,

Monkey

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Dearest Skippy-Monkey-Tail,

Hop on down to Summer's trail. Hippity, hoppity, send me a mountain man today! Once I climb up that hill, you better believe I won't fall like Jill! Hippity hoppity please hurry right away!

Smiles giggles and grins,
Summer

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~ me! ~

Not to worry, I only hunt them for profit

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If the theory does not conform to the facts, then the facts must be discarded.

No good deed ever goes unpunished

Never argue with an idiot. He'll drag you down to his level, & beat you with experience.

Dearest Skippy monkey tail ...

I'd like a man who on a whim dances me around the kitchen or catches me off guard in the laundry room with sneaky long fingers finding just the right spot .... but if I can't have that,

I'd like a pair of those nipple rings as well -- and feel free to apply them a few times if you like!

Your's truly, Fzzy

Ah, Summer...Summer...Summer,

I am afraid your exploits are too well known and the immortal words from Seinfeld.."NO SOUP FOR YOU!!"

Yours in penance,

Skippy Monkey.

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