A Love Story

I shall seek and find you…

I shall take you to bed and have my way with you…

I will make you ache, shake, and sweat.

You will moan and groan.

I will make you beg for mercy-beg for me to stop.

I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I’m finished with you.

I will leave you weak for days.

With love,

The Flu

(thanks to Jo for this!)

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