I had my cake and ate it too. Thank you so much baby for baking for me. I couldn’t stop nibbling on it all afternoon and probably spoiled my fancy dinner a bit, but it was so good that I could not help myself.

I alao loved sitting in the bath and having you blow bubbles all around me. I loved my tongue bath. I had waited for that tongue bath for 40 years at that point, so it was a long time coming. And I loved our subsequent lovemaking. And our erotic alligator trampstamps. And how you blowed dry me. And out golden bowl. And strolling on the roof of The Post. And our nap. I really enjoyed our little nap, Sweeeeetzy.

For my birthday, you stimulated all my senses. There was music. There was sex. There was food. There were scented candles. There were wrapping paper and bows and ribbons. You also stimulated my mind. Thank you for the philosophy anthology. I absolutely love it. You hit it over the fences and out of the park, baby love. Thank you for treating me so special. It makes me very emotional to think about it.

You touch my heart with how you treat me. My dream is to spend the rest of my life with you being sweet to you. Loving you. That was my birthday wish—to do what I love for the rest of my life.