(This is part of my mail to John.)
(…) So, clearly it’s quite a task to write down kinky memories with you being so far away and missing you so much 🙂 I can’t say I’d like to avoid kinky thoughts to fight that feeling of loneliness, but they don’t make it easier.
(…) Moreover, I’m convinced that it’s the small things that matter most, you know. Like waking up at night and hearing you breathing next to me, like the bathroom smelling of your perfume after you’ve left, like watching you drinking a cup of coffee, lost in thought. Unquestionable, these things have their own sexiness and it’s these moments I miss most.