Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to do? Don't get me wrong, I don't mind spraying all these hot air all over the place. Yet the thing is whenever I think about you, I think about adult literature and gentlemen's entertainment. You know I can't really do this here. I wish there's a different avenue where I will be more free to say what's in my head. Yet I think I would rather just limit myself here so I won't run out of ideas. I don't want to get tired of thinking of you. Not yet.