From: Kamal E Y [email protected]>

To: Sabrina [email protected] >

Sent: 31 August, 1999 01:25 PM

Subject: Don't we meet every day?

Dear Princess,

You told me that you will tell me what happened on Valentine's Day after we meet five times. Then it is already time for you to tell. Don't we meet every day? Every night? For the past two months, I go to bed with you! Your tongue in my mouth, your lips between my lips and my tongue exploring the warmth of our mouth. Your breasts cupped in my hands and your soft pink nipples between my fingers. My arms around you and your arms around me, inseparable...Then why don't you tell me tonight in bed about Valentine's Day? I will put my ear in the cleavage between your breasts to listen to your heart. You have to tell.

And I am verrrry happy and feel proud of you to have become a figure in the film world. But I am scared, the film world is sometimes bad for girls, but as you said, you are a man at work, so no problem. You are sure to shine in the film world, this is no praise, and I had this feeling ever since I got our first letter.

About our date, what you've written is correct. It will be dangerous for us to meet without proper planning. But we will meet somehow. I am thinking of it. Actually I am thinking only about that! I am getting so much excited, my sweetie. If I hadn't given you the old promise I would have dreamt of breaking your holy membrane. Such a silly promise, why did I give you? But it keeps me excited whenever I think of you. We will meet soon and then I don't know...what will happen...

You don't have to consult me in taking big decisions concerning our life, I am too immature to suggest or advice you. But just tell me what you want to do. That is all.

Tanya is not married yet. She is studying her final year Vet. Course. No one can forget the first love. But I have discovered the love that is very different from what I once thought of. Expressing the deepest feelings and talking without inhibitions... if this is not loved then there is nothing called love in this world.

Horoscope and age are important for parents not for lovers. The parents always look for these things. This is a bad thing here. The parents are traditional and they believe in what the horoscopes have to say. Your horoscope is not important to me. Your heart is. Your age is not important to me, your love is.

8 is a beautiful number. That number gave me the most beautiful girl in this world. The beauty was sleeping far away. 8 is the number of my princess...

Love

Kamal