Beloved and Most Beautiful Tomboy-Venus

Having only just read your post (dated Sept. 27th), I now beg your forgiveness for not answering earlier. I could never have imagined that such a gorgeous and wonderful woman as you could feel that way about me, and no man alive could have read your flattering words and not be overwhelmed with emotion and such heart-wrenching anxiety as I now feel. Following our previous encounter, I had feared I had been too quick to refuse and soon despaired over what might have been, but I felt powerless to do anything about it. I afterwards mistook your “aloofness and standoffish coolness” for genuine dislike and felt it best that I disturb you as little as possible. But make no mistake, Goddess, I want you too; so badly, in fact, that it now hurts me to think I may have waited too long and lost you forever. I love you. I adore you. I worship you. You need not feel shy around me. I live and breathe but by your will and whim, and just thinking of you makes my heart skip a beat and sets me shaking like a leaf. If you still want me – for one night or a thousand and one nights – my earlobes and all points between are yours for the asking. Sadly, I know no other way of contacting you than this message board. So, if you are still interested, I ask that you come and find me: tap me on the shoulder, pass me a note – anything! Every day I spend apart from you now is torture, and even if we are very different, the depth of our feelings for each other, I feel, deserves exploring. I eagerly await your reply. —Babylon

This article appears in Oct 6-12, 2011.