Cynthia Ray

      My first day of kindergarten I was thrown out of school because I wore a dress with no panties. The teacher nearly had a hard attack, but I was allowed to go come back.
      The parole board is scheduled to vote on whether they will release me on September 2007.
      I love carnivals and I would ride the Ferris Wheel with my love kissing each time we reach the top, then we would go to the fortune teller’s tent, where she would tell him he has the mark of the werewolf in his palm. ( I know because I would go by there earlier and pay her to tell him that.) Then we’ll go home and sit on the couch and he’ll begin to feel a strange wild kind of lust he never felt before, because he isn’t just human anymore. He starts to slowly lower his mouth toward my neck, fangs bared, he’ll pause looking confused, then he’ll lick his lips before opening his mouth wider exposing more fangs moving toward my neck again… a little wile later he’ll ask me: “Was it as good for you as it was for me?” and I’ll say: “Yes my love.” If the villagers come to try to take him away I’ll fight them off with a flaming torch. Then I’ll slightly scratch his stomach to make his muzzle smile, manicure his claws, comb and fluff the hair on his ears, and most of all love him with all my heart.
      If you are my true love, the werewolf the gypsies sang songs about for centuries around their camp fires, because they knew you would come someday, write me.

PEN PAL ROSTER

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