Letter to jaime
It was long ago that I realized I would never have the courage to bother women, in that way that men often do. Some kink in temperament or gap in constitution or plain ol’ heart leaves me disabled so.
So I thought it special last month when your car rear ended mine, bringing us together in a way more violent than I am accustomed to. Still, forgive my forwardness. Only as blunt a man as I would dare to ask a lady her address and insurance details so brazenly. You truly were a vision that evening, your petite shoulders gracefully framing a grade B trauma to the torso.
If you feel the same way about me, at the least, please send word through your State Farm representative. I look forward to your swift and earnest reply.