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Pretend I'm Sleeping...
(Jennifer Cameron)

It was simple and direct. I'd pitch the idea to him. If he liked it or was at least willing to try it, great. If he had issues with it, fine, we wouldn't have sex, and he'd likely stop flirting with me.



I decided to write it all down in a letter and give it to him the next day. My courage tried to flee and otherwise discourage me, but I fought through my doubts and fears and went to work on the letter right after I got out of the bathtub. 



Over the course of four drafts, three cups of tea, and a big bowl of chocolate ice cream, I had what I felt was a serviceable invitation. It wasn't perfect, but it'd get the job done. It was three paragraphs long and said much of what I've already told you, so I won't rehash the whole thing. 



I will, however, tell you that the main part came in the last paragraph and that it was an invitation to sneak over any night he wanted ??" the sooner, the better. A key was waiting for him in the wind-damaged bird feeder under the bench on my back porch. 



I sleep naked every night, so no worries there. If I happened to really be asleep and I woke up, I'd pretend to fall back asleep. 



He wasn't to say anything to me, just do the deed then leave. He could do anything he wanted to me, including anal, and I wanted him to cum on my breasts and/or my face when the time came to shoot his load...