Dear Wilma,
I can't thank you enough for the bouqet of marshmallow treats you sent my teenage son. He's been so lonely and depressed lately I'm glad he found you. Your friendship is something I'm sure he will appreciate as he gets older; you already make him so happy. Although it seems a bit strange to me that a 76 year old woman would be at our house so late, I have faith in both of you that nothing is awry. By the way this is rather embarassing, but you seem to have left a pair of bloomers in his bedroom, as well as a box of his favorite brand of condoms. Again, I trust you two. I also wanted to let you know that I have work early in the morning, so I would appreciate it if you two would keep down that rock music. Thanks for your time, Wilma. By the way, don't forget about the orgy at Tom's house on Wednesday.
Kinkily yours,
Virginia
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