Hi Jill

I’m sorry about your foot. You should have Joanna lick and suck each toe. Both feet, that’s what I prescribe, because balance is important. You don’t want some toes to feel neglected, just as when one breast is kissed and caressed, the other must be equally kissed and caressed. I do remember the taste and texture of your nipples. I am imagining Joanna doing it now, the kissing and licking, her tongue pushing between the toes, too, much the way her tongue might push between your sex lips. Didn’t we play piggies once or twice? You and Joanna licking each other somewhat symmetrically. If we didn’t we should have.

Anyway, your injury made its way into my art, after a fashion, so thanks for that. I came home to find June lying face down on the bed, naked, barely covered by a fur throw. It draped her bottom and almost nothing else. She was asleep, and it was only midafternoon. I admired her for some minutes, the way the light had its way with her skin. She stirred a bit but didn’t waken. I needed to see the part of her covered by the throw. Her ass. I didn’t want to disturb her, but I had to. So I pulled the blanket down, gently as I could, until her butt was exposed, and now the throw lay upon her legs. She woke, and whirled, wondering. “Just me,” I told her. “Couldn’t resist. Your bottom is so beautiful.”

She was confused for a moment. I thought of asking about her dream. Daytime sleep I know leads to vivid dreams. Instead I told her to lie back the way she was, because I needed to draw her that way. “Please,” I said. “Pretty please, it will just take a moment.”