A Long Distance Love Affair (8 page)

I too am your willing and adoring slave... I wish I could be swimming with you and your arm to be circling my waist.

Chariette

Dear Chariot

I imagine the email you erased was something along the lines of my emails making other parts of you rise...  what a lovely thought that is!  And how I would like to take advantage of the effect of this...

What I was thinking last night when I was out to dinner with some people is how I would love it if you were to take my nipple gently between your teeth and run your tongue over it. Oh God I tremor at the delicious thought of that...  My mouth lusts for parts of you too...

I've got to stop this I'm becoming quite pornographic.

Chariette

Dear Adored One

I see you have been having wild storms up there in Brisbane.  I used to love those storms.  You know how the air becomes electric and all-enveloping and exciting and disturbing and full of portent...well that's exactly the effect you have on me.  So now whenever you experience a thunderstorm up there you will have a sense of what I'm going through!!  I need you to earth me...

I've been reading a lot of Byron lately and what a genius he was!  A lot of his poems have background notes which show that many of them were written on the spur of the moment in response to some event or some thought.  The lyricism of them is just astounding and for it all to come to him so quickly is hard to grasp.  Shakespeare was like that as well.  It's truly a gift.   Here's a lovely one for you from Byron:

 "Oh! might I kiss those eyes of fire,

 A million scarce would quench desire:

 Still would I steep my lips in bliss,

 And dwell an age on every kiss:

 Nor then my soul should sated be:

 Still would I kiss and cling to thee:

 Nought should my kiss from thine dissever;

 Still would we kiss and kiss for ever;

 E'en though the number did exceed

 The yellow harvest's countless seed.

 To part would be a vain endeavour:

 Could I desist? - ah !- never - never!"

He knows just how I feel...so full of kisses for you.

Chariette

Dear Chariot

It was so wonderful to hear from you last night.  I've woken up early and can't get back to sleep because you're on my mind (which is wishing you were in my body...).  It was such a lovely phone call and you were 'in the zone' as far as intimate communication goes! Thank you for all you said to me!

I am quite bowled over by you.  I just have to think of you for a second and I feel a smile welling up inside me.  I think it must show too, because everyone is saying how well and happy I look.  I am just infused with you.  You delight me so.  I adore every part of you.  You arouse me in every imaginable way.  And the most wonderful thing is that you've unleashed me!  I know it's a bit like a volcano at times (and I'm sorry for you about that).  But I feel so safe with you and feel I can let all my inner passions just come out with you.  They have been hidden away for so long...it's just such a wonderful amazing release.  And the sexual passion you arouse in me is just beyond description (although I enjoy trying to describe it for you...).  I have never experienced anything like this before!

I find you so sexy.  I just can't resist you.  However this chemistry thing works, your chemistry has found a perfect equilibrium with mine.  Everything just seems to fit together perfectly. All the electrons and positrons just slide into place with you. And oh what a happy coincidence this is! Needless to say I'm looking forward to our next 'tryst' with an ardour and fervour you couldn't imagine.  I think you're so wonderful.  You please me in every possible regard.

You are truly my divine one!  I embrace you with my whole being.

Chariette

Dear Chariot

I have been trying hard not to think of you, but it's pretty impossible really. You are like the heartbeat of me - not fully in my consciousness all the time, but central to me, incessantly and uncontrollably THERE.   When I do linger over you (usually at night when I first go to bed, I just lie there and let you waft right through me and it's so lovely...) you just infuse me with so much passion and longing.  On Saturday night I was driving home about 9.00pm and I saw the most glorious full moon just rising and I had an unbelievable surge of longing for you.  I was wishing that you too were looking at the moon and that you knew that I was too and that I was thinking of you.

I would so love to be stroking you and telling you how beautiful I think you are.  I would just love to be making love to you now (and for the rest of the night).  There's so much I'd love to do with your beautiful body...

Thinking of you dear Chariot and wishing you well mio babbino caro...

Chariette

My passion

It was so lovely to hear from you today!   I was imagining you in your casual clothes, your beautiful naked legs and lovely muscular calves.  Your strong lovely feet...and all with a tan! 

God the heart's beating overtime...(and other things are happening too!)  I would love to be frolicking in the water with you...wrapping my legs around your waist and my arms around your neck...kissing your wet mouth...diving underwater between your legs...entwining our legs together..rolling around clasped together.  I think I must have been a dolphin in a former life.  You remind me of an antelope especially when you stand on the bed over me...very sure footed and very physical and very desirable. (You can see what your phone call has done to me... it's made me full of dots!)

I'm feeling very passionately desirous of you at the moment if you haven't noticed already.

 'At first, when I knew you, 'twas only flirtation,

 The touch of a lip and the flash of an eye;

 But 'tis different now - 'tis desperation!

 I worship before you,

 I curse and adore you,

 And without you I'd die.'

Your Chariette

Dear Chariot

Thank you for your lovely email!  So good to hear from you!  You’re always so lovely and encouraging to me and put up with all my excesses.  It’s just as well because a girl can’t help but be excessive dealing with such delights as you.

I have been reading a lot of Byron (I think I may have told you this already), reading more since I told you.  He’s actually extremely witty and a lot of his work takes the mickey out of other poets of the time.  He can be quite biting.  He was particularly cutting about Coleridge and Wordsworth because he thought they had sold out politically and thought of Wordsworth in particular that his verse was meaningless, passionless drivel.  He has a very clever conciseness with his observations of life and relationships as well.  Of a married couple he says that they were “Wishing each other, not divorced, but dead.”  (I loved the humour of that). And of one young woman trying to resist his charms he describes her reactions to him as:

“And whispering ‘I will ne’er consent’- consented.”

(Sounds like me with you I’m much ashamed to say...) But the use of that dash is just so clever!

I would love to be whispering with you right now and then consenting....How I love to consent with you.  In fact I would probably be taking the lead in the consenting business, undoing your shirt and your belt and every other fastening apparatus to reveal the naked splendour of you.  And then to take my joy of you.  How my hands love to connect with you.  It gives me untold pleasure to stroke you.  And my eyes love to drink you in.  I think of your eyes a great deal.  They mesmerise me. I just can’t stop wanting you.  I have such “une tendre” for you.  It’s probably because, like Byron,

      “I have spent betimes

        My heart in passion and my head on rhymes.”

Chariette

Dear Chariot

I was drunk with desire for you last night after your phone call and then accessing your lovely email. Your explanation of sexual tension was quite inspired and sent me over the edge.  I feel so honoured with your contact and interest in me. Honoured's not quite the right word, it's much more complex than this.  It makes me just throb with you and fills me with desire to please you.  I want to please you in both physical and metaphysical ways. 

I really mean it when I say I adore you.  Your body and your physicality and your physical being and your lovely manliness just fill me to the brim.  I am hopelessly magnetized by you.  You bring all my passions to the surface and make me feel awash with them.  I want to be able to 'pay you back' for these lovely experiences you inspire in me and this is what I'm trying to do in my email contact with you.  If we were together just now I would also repay you in adoring touch and kissing and stroking and looking.  But the really lovely thing is that we don't have to be physically together for me to feel just swept away with you and that's just so amazing!! But I must admit I do love to make love to you, but that's just icing on the cake if you know what I mean...  But I must admit, your holding my hand on our first meeting all those months ago meant more to me than anything in the world... And your phone calls and your generous contact with me are in the same league...