A Top-Secret Email... INTERCEPTED!
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Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2005 09:29:09 +0000
From:XXXXXXXX
To: XXXXXXXX
Subject: Details on my mission....
Hello Mom. I hesitate to write this, because if it gets intercepted by anyone, I could be killed. However, I miss you dreadfully and I don't want to keep my new life a secret from you, a matter of national security or not. I know I took an oath never to tell another soul, but it is difficult to keep all this to myself, and I know I can trust you. You're not just my mother, you're my best friend
My mission has me here, in Washington, DC. It's so different than Texas. I miss Texas' bright, clean air, I miss the warm days and the cool evenings. Here it is just dank. I really wish I wasn't the perfect girl for this job, but the President likes Texans. He can scarcely go more than a few hours without mentioning Texas or declaring his bizarre, creepy allegiance to it. It's pathetic. He's worse than Uncle Jim. How is Uncle Jim doing anyway?
Part 1 of my mission has been a resounding success. I have been accepted into the Oval Office as part of the intern program, and am working with and around the President himself. Though there have been numerous hurdles during this process as I am sure you could guess, it is by far easier than step two. I must gain President Bush's personal trust, so that he will begin wanting me specifically to do things for him. I will do this by fanatically talking about Texas like he does, keeping my voice calm, even, and my words monosyllabic. I will also ask him questions bringing up his faith in God, as part of my undercover identity is that I am a newly born-again Christian, and I need help in guiding my faith. This part is a little difficult for me and my faith in God-- you don't know how frustrating it is to have to fake the hypocritical bullshit of a born-again!
Once I have gained the President's trust, which, as I mentioned, will be the hardest step, the last part of my mission should unfold pretty naturally.. I must give the President a blowjob.
From there, well, you know what will happen... impeachment. I know that using my body for such a thing may seem... whorish? I don't know. But it is for the greater good of the country!
Please write back as soon as you get this. This email address is secured and my emails encrypted. I miss you.
--Your Caring Daughter.
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Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2005 17:47:53 +0000
From:XXXXXXXX
To: XXXXXXXX
Subject: RE: Details on my mission....
SUCK HIS ROCKS OFF, HONEY!! Do it for your old lady!
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with love from CRS @ 7:28 PM
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2005 09:29:09 +0000
From:XXXXXXXX
To: XXXXXXXX
Subject: Details on my mission....
Hello Mom. I hesitate to write this, because if it gets intercepted by anyone, I could be killed. However, I miss you dreadfully and I don't want to keep my new life a secret from you, a matter of national security or not. I know I took an oath never to tell another soul, but it is difficult to keep all this to myself, and I know I can trust you. You're not just my mother, you're my best friend
My mission has me here, in Washington, DC. It's so different than Texas. I miss Texas' bright, clean air, I miss the warm days and the cool evenings. Here it is just dank. I really wish I wasn't the perfect girl for this job, but the President likes Texans. He can scarcely go more than a few hours without mentioning Texas or declaring his bizarre, creepy allegiance to it. It's pathetic. He's worse than Uncle Jim. How is Uncle Jim doing anyway?
Part 1 of my mission has been a resounding success. I have been accepted into the Oval Office as part of the intern program, and am working with and around the President himself. Though there have been numerous hurdles during this process as I am sure you could guess, it is by far easier than step two. I must gain President Bush's personal trust, so that he will begin wanting me specifically to do things for him. I will do this by fanatically talking about Texas like he does, keeping my voice calm, even, and my words monosyllabic. I will also ask him questions bringing up his faith in God, as part of my undercover identity is that I am a newly born-again Christian, and I need help in guiding my faith. This part is a little difficult for me and my faith in God-- you don't know how frustrating it is to have to fake the hypocritical bullshit of a born-again!
Once I have gained the President's trust, which, as I mentioned, will be the hardest step, the last part of my mission should unfold pretty naturally.. I must give the President a blowjob.
From there, well, you know what will happen... impeachment. I know that using my body for such a thing may seem... whorish? I don't know. But it is for the greater good of the country!
Please write back as soon as you get this. This email address is secured and my emails encrypted. I miss you.
--Your Caring Daughter.
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Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2005 17:47:53 +0000
From:XXXXXXXX
To: XXXXXXXX
Subject: RE: Details on my mission....
SUCK HIS ROCKS OFF, HONEY!! Do it for your old lady!
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