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Mrs. Kink misses Mr. Kink
Photography by AlteredAperture.com
Dear Marky,
You’re just downstairs, yet you’re a mile away. I’m up here with my headphones working on a project and you’re down there, with your headphones, working on a project. The work you’ve done lately to make Quid Pro Quo a success is the difference between swimming and sinking. You are the hero and I am so proud of you!
Isn’t it crazy that when our children are gone for two hours we rub our hands together and say, “Yay! Now we can get some work done!”? Why aren’t we having sex?
I know you’re just a Gpeep away, a Twitter would get your attention, but you are busy and so am I. It would only distract you.
I miss you.
Love,
Your Catalina