A Long Distance Love Affair (19 page)

My son has found out that his second baby on the way is also going to be a boy. I have been most helpful in suggesting names for the second Princeling..... Fyodor (after Dostoyevsky); Giacomo (after Puccini), Byron (after Byron); Vladimir (after Lenin); Chi Minh (after Ho); Magnus (after a Scottish King of the northern isles).  But for some strange reason, they're not going down too well with the parents...don't know what's wrong with them really!!

I hope you've had a lovely relaxing weekend.  I'm dying for you.....my body could just devour you now.

Your insatiable Chariette

My Heart's Delight

Sorry we couldn't get our act together (and other particular parts of us) on Friday night.  I was so disappointed!  I would much rather have spent time with you in a wordless kind of way (however briefly) than the time I did spend surrounded by talk on Friday night. Oh but your phone call went a long way in helping to recover from the disappointment.  I had wonderful dreams about you. 

Oh but I do so long to see you and touch you and kiss you and stroke you and suck you and lick you and fondle you and groan with you.... I am so desirous of you in a physical way but also I long to connect with you in other ways.  I adore you for the man you are as well as for your body (and all that you do with it).  I love the naturalness of you and the way you think about things.

And now of course I'm besotted with you completely and utterly.  I long to share all my passions with you.  Oh poor me.....poor me.  How I long for you.

Chariette

Mon Cher..Mon Coeur..Mon très cher coeur

I am just out of the shower at home after the gym.  I think you would enjoy me just now.  I am a lovely rosey hue, all warm and soft and smelling lovely.  My hands are so soft and would make you feel just beautiful if they were able to tenderly stroke you.  How lovely it would be just now to indulge in you...my nipples are alert at the thought and they long for your lips and tongue...as does the rest of me.

Your calls today were lovely.  It was charming that you rang to tell me you could see those similarities with me and the Scottish speaker you were listening to.  It really struck me quite strongly when I was in Glasgow.  I saw women everywhere with the same colour hair as me, and - (poor things!) - the same strong legs. It made me feel really good.  My people come from an island off the west coast of Scotland, from a very old clan, and the highland genes are very apparent in people from there.  Celts and highlanders who descended from them are very poetical, musical, sensitive, feeling, intuitive and of course aggressive too.  I only have to hear three or four notes of music to place it as Celtic and their music is deeply melancholic and moving.  I have had some really deep emotional experiences listening to some Celtic pieces.  I love my origins and feel proud of this heritage and feel strong connections to my family because of this, both present and past.  It is this past that has made me the sensuous, responsive, affectionate creature that I am.....and you certainly help in bringing this out!

I'd so love to be responding to you just now....

Chariette

My Lovely One

Oh I probably shouldn't be contacting you tonight as I'm feeling very tender towards you (must have been the wine followed by the phone call).  I'll have to be on extra guard about what I say to you.  I hope you've noticed how well guarded I've been to date..... The fact is that I'm always really struggling with this.  I love to use language and metaphor and hyperbole to help me cope with this desire to say things to you, but the real truth is that I MEAN IT ALL!!!  Oh poor me poor me however will I cope with this??? You ARE the sun and the moon and the stars to me.  You DO delight me to my very core.  I do ENJOY you so very much.  I do LONG for you all the time.  I so want to bring delight and pleasure into your life. Oh I could say so very much more and it wouldn't touch the surface of what is going on inside me.  But I am now willing my fingers to stop.  And I will get a grip of myself. 

I'll talk about the weather (Oh FUCK I do so want you...)  I've enjoyed the lovely freshness of the rain today (Oh I just adore you that is the truth)....  I'm surprised at how quickly it's getting dark now (Oh your face your body your voice just thrill me)...I need to find where I put my winter clothes (Oh you have such a hold over me)....just remembered that most of them were in the suitcase that went missing in Paris...(Oh God help me cope with this complete and utter attraction I feel for you!!)

Oh you are just the most beautiful creature to me....

Your poor, pathetic, drunk-with-emotion-desire-and-wine,

Chariette

(And I only had one glass!)

Dear Wonderful Chariot

Well being the obedient person I am, I followed your advice last night as per text message, and, as I was full of lovely tender, yearning feelings for you, it didn't take long.  All I had to do was think of your beautiful presence (or absence as was the case) and that was me away..!  Oh but how lovely it would have been to have had you there to help me along (or help me prolong...)  And how lovely it would have been to do the same for you.

I was thinking today of your lovely eyes.  You used to speak to me with your eyes across the room, or a table, or other people.  I have such memories of your certain looks that so affected me. I confess - you hold such an attraction for me.  You have me completely in thrall.  I'm becoming so overcome you'll have to lock me in the attic soon.

Your poor mad besotted Chariette

Sweet Chariot

Wasn't the storm just magnificent??  I hope you got home OK and that your car was not damaged. I sat out on the front verandah with a glass of champagne watching it come over.  I thought for a while it was going to be one of those dry thunderstorms, where you only see the lightning happening.  The air was just a delight.  Then I heard the hail happening on the rooves across the road, and then rapidly it hit our house.  I had to go inside and watch from the front door.  It was quite spectacular.  Our front area was covered in hail and it all congregated at the bottom of the street and cars couldn't go out there.

I have been WANTING you so much today, yesterday, the day before.  Very intensely.  Maybe with this storm passing I'll calm down a bit. But as I am very feminine, and you are so very masculine, that together it's just complete perfection! I so love to fit together with you!

I hope you have been having a good week. Your happiness is important to me.

Chariette

Oh My Adonis

I have been so - languishing - for you!  I hope you had a good trip back and you're not overly tired.   

It's been a long weekend here and I've had a lovely time meeting friends, gardening, and writing a paper that's been hanging over me like the guillotine.  I was out on my back verandah doing this yesterday and the Salvation Army was visiting the old people's home out the back of my place, and their band started playing lots of lovely old hymns.  It was just delightful.  It reminded me of a joke I once heard about a woman who was standing listening to the Salvation Army band and who made a large donation at the end of one piece.  The major said to her that she was very generous and what hymn would she like...and she said .... "Him with the big drum"!

Needless to say you are my 'him with the big drum' and I'm just so full of longing to play you.

Chariette

Dear Adored One

Two emails from you!  What a treat!  I'm so happy you're back - it was a very long two weeks for me.  I'm looking forward to hearing about your experiences there, particularly the galleries.

Next Sunday I'm off to Montreal and won't be back until the 8th of July.  I'm getting very excited (not as excited as I get about you though...).  I'm going with two other women from work so it will be great to have the company.  The Jazz Festival is on at that time so I'll be able to get out to some of that with them.  I'm not fond of modern jazz though but like the trad jazz style well enough.

Needless to say I am so very desirous of you as always.  Oh how very beautiful it would be to be able to touch you, and hold you and kiss you and warm you.  And how exquisite it would be to have you 'feel for the intimate crevices, the vaginal fold where you will slide your gelignite..."

From your obviously beyond frisky – Chariette

Dear Heart

I hope you had a good day at work and that it wasn't too traumatic being back there after your overseas junket.  Things will get better for you. 

It's the winter solstice today.  The sky was absolutely beautiful this evening as I was walking home.  And the moon is almost full again (oh poor me, if only you knew how I suffer at this time...!)  I am so glad to be wintering here in Queensland.  I think I have become quite addicted to the sunlight and the lack of howling brutal wind and horizontal rain that was so frequent in Melbourne is such a relief.  Your sunny disposition, your warm smile and your driving energy so fit your place of birth.   You are the epitome of all that is good in Queensland.

Speaking of Melbourne, there is an advert on TV just lately that features Flinders Street Station, then it has a shot of South Bank and you can see the wine bar I took you to (Walter's Wine Bar) in the shot!  It reminds me of that wonderful wonderful day you met up with me and I took you there and you said lovely things to me (I remember everything you said) and you touched my hand for the first time and started all this.... I am so glad I abandoned caution to the wind that day (and every day since).  Oh I think you are just the most beautiful thing!

 "I need you! Speak, be silent, frown or smile,

 Only be with me for a little while,

 And let your face and hands and hair be kissed,'

 And let me feel your fingers on my wrist.

 I cannot do without you.  If you knew how much

 I hunger; should I hunger, for your touch?"

From your much moon affected Chariette

Beautiful Divine One

Your call today was a delight.  Your voice is so beautiful and you're sounding very chirpy which is good to hear.  Oh I want you so much just now I don't know what to do with myself.  Just as well I'm up to the eyeballs in work stuff - it helps to occupy my mind (and hands...)  Oh I so wish I could connect with you in all sorts of delightful physical ways tonight.  My body is calling for you...It would be especially lovely to be entwined with you in this cold weather...I am actually a lovely hot pie to be around in winter.  A glimpse of your face and your beautiful smile would be such a potion to me.