My
Sweet, Sultry Love,
Do forgive me for that evening. I
had imbibed plenty amounts of whiskey and that tends to make my stiff rod
rather limp and tired. But with these new opiates I cannot avoid being firm; I will
be bringing them with me when I return to the manor. Speaking of, I finally
heard from the general that I will be returning next week! They have already
scheduled my carriage and signed my leave of absence. Darling my vivid dreams
will become a reality when I reach you. I hope the arse-less chaps you knitted
me are ready, I’ll be bringing the leather and pig fat. Slay the largest pig
for me, have the freshest batch of tobacco picked by my return and send
Benjamin to acquire the liquors for we will celebrate my arrival.
Sincerely,
your stiff, homeward bound love,
Bentley
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