Hey, It's Me

Hey, Laxmi.

Did you really need to bring up your sex life? I have been trying to write this letter for weeks, only to splutter halfway through and have to start over. I mean, come on! There is no reason a man needs to have that kind of idea in his head about someone they consider a sister! I mean honestly! It’s indecent and immoral and . . .

You’re not falling for any of that, are you?

Alright, alright. I admit it. I laughed my ass off when I read that part about you and the dragon, nearly scared the shit out of my assistant Golden Laurels. I was half expecting you to say something like that, but not so brazenly! What happened to that cute little deer that stuttered and blushed up a storm when she came up to me and asked if I could get her a few ‘anatomy books’ on dragons? You were so cute, blushing and dragging your hoof in a circle in the dirt. I almost felt bad for making you repeat yourself six times.

Almost.

I’m glad that you were able to help your mother, and that you are able to do something you love. Hopefully your job hasn’t changed you as much as mine has changed me. I had to give up my goofball ways and become more serious. I guess I went a little overboard in acting series, now everyone knows me as a series stallion, can’t get anyone to joke around with me.

But such is life.

Hope to hear from you again kiddo,

Grey Scale.