Along came Holly

Dear Howard,
You would be pleased to know that I am better, despite the near fatal attempts on my ego...yes, yes Howard, oppurtunity has its price. A very peculiar smell was about me all day long. Something I recalled from somewhere, but couldnt quite place my finger on it. And then it came to me, just as voilently as I was risen from my slumber today. It was the scent of a man, a man i had long left behind, but perhaps, actually most obviously I hadn't quite. And again, as voilently as the previous thought, I sneezed and forgot all about it. Then in the evening as I sat pondering upon the well....not-so-charming day....I again drifted to thoughts of His scent. The scent that drove me wild into an Edward Cullen like frenzy(the frenzy i refer to here is what he sends me into the second i lay eyes upon him..yummm)......and i realized why it was of sucha consequence to my every sense and why it refused to leave my side. It was the scent that unlike the superficial Canel (for comfort) and the Hermes that He's always worn....i was a scent i realted to his semi-nude, uncoutured, dislabelled, and unsown body emannated. But it wasn't just another bodily scent. That wouldn't make me very discernable froma mere mongrel would it....??..It was the scent of his well...privates??..shall i say...and how did I familiarize myself with the scent??...Well, thats another days discussion......but yes everytime that man came close to my body and everytime I pushed myself against His stomach, I would be drugged on this scent and everything ceased to exist thereon.
His every breath would perhaps instill in his glands a new energy..and they would froth with the scent, until His whole being became one with the scent and I would alone in a room with just a scent and the world would mean no more.
Of course I realized my folly here, ad quickly reverted back to my original thoughts of the not-so-charming day......
well for updates..the Princess is gliding in and outta the room, unfazed and unfettered....Her Prince is a very patient man...and Daiiiimmmm girl I think he's gettin his dues(with interest)..
The Freudian has decided it is no longer wise to be a subject of humiliation and taken a coupla stands.....one of them it seems is to not call me I'm guessing......
The Shakes his belly like a bowlful of jelly guy, has been perhaps the only sane one present in these trying times....or as Roxie would put it..."It was like..he was makin love to a Carbeourator"....VERY VERY efficient......
so thats all from me Howard...hope ur fine.....
And someday I hope to recieve one of these from you...

Yours till eternity do us part
Choleric