8-1-2011
Dear Journal,

Tomorrow I start training Waterfall. It’s going to be hard to concentrate. All I can ever think about is Waterfall. How cute Waterfall is, how slim she is, how beautiful she is, how graceful she is, even how stubborn she is when I offer my help. Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall Waterfall. She’s all I think about. I’ll have to work hard to teach her what she needs, instead of the different angles I can stare at her. Today when I was healing her, I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to hold her close, and kiss the nap of her neck. I wanted to brush my lips across hers, and taste her breath as her breaths fill my mouth. I wanted to stroke her hair, and run my hand down her back. To kiss her passionately while she sits in my lap. I will have to be careful while training, because I will be her only sparring partner.

Signing Off,
Agent Squirt
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