A Letter From AW

My Dearest Patwoman,

How I have missed you these last few months. Can it be six months already since I beheld your brilliant blue eyes? Can it be so long since we exchanged that titillating, tempestuous, tête-à-tête that has become the hallmark of our long-distance romance?

Ah, Patwoman. The memories of our adventures together--the Helsinki Museum of Art, the full moon shining down on your lithe form as you leaped from rooftop to rooftop--and I followed. Oh! We were so young then! So full of carnal passion!

One day we will meet again, my dearest. Perhaps this summer, even. I will be there, with bat-bells on.

As always, I am your devoted love-slave.

AW

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Sweet Adam,

Of course I will be there! How can I resist, when you ask so temptingly? The memories of Helsinki... The mooning on the rooftops... And now you say you will wear the bat-bells again?

Whoo-hoo! I can't wait!

Patwoman