Bruce,
God…How
I wish we could make our bond permanent. This torture has got to stop. I’m hot
and bothered, I’m more irritable and angry…I feel lusty all the time… It’s
gonna feel so good…Years of pent up sexual frustration for you, and for me? I
was confused about those dreams I was having about us. Mom and dad sat me down
when I was 8 and told me about mating heat, the mate bond…
Why do
you still refer to Hulk as the other guy? He’s apart of you, Bruce. He isn’t
going away. I will always be there to calm him down if he gets out of control.
Don’t worry, you won’t smash Harlem again. J
Have I
told you that I wanna get into the medical field? I wanna be a Cardiothoracic surgeon. It takes
6 to 9 years (maybe longer) of training plus a fellowship and stuff. I wanna
get into either John Hopkins School of Medicine or Harvard (Though, I’m hoping
on Harvard). It’s one of the best that I’ve ever heard (For the US, anyway, I
don’t know about Europe).
I don’t
have very many friends at school… Don’t know why. Oh well… Who’s gonna have
time for friends when I get into medical school? It is what it is, I suppose.
I love
you, Bruce. Remember what I said when I was two? “I’m gonna become Mrs. Banner
when I get older!” Hm. Jinger Banner…Sounds good to me! J
How
have you been? Irratable? Angry? Lusty? I can’t wait until we get married and
have kids. Should we wait until after I finish med school? I mean…I’ll be
living on campus, unless you want me to move in with you?
I know
what I want out of my life. I have a good job with good pay…I have a very
loving and supporting family and boyfriend (you). I’m responsible and know how
to budget my money. I’m not one for drama. Everybody says that I’m fun to be
around…I don’t know;
I loved
how you took care of me when I was little. How you’d give me my baths, or how
you would play with me and teach me science the fun way… If we have kids, they’ll
have your smoldering brown eyes. I know they will (Besides, Brown eyes are
dominant against blue).
Love always,
Jinny
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