You’re naked.

Yep.

Can I take pictures of you?

Naked?

Yeah. While you are asleep.

I don’t care. Do whatever you want.

Are you sure you won’t mind? I saw a photo of me that was taken while I was asleep once. It freaked me out. I looked dead.

I guess she was more concerned with my being asleep rather than my being naked. At least she’s considerate. I would have just taken photos of her and then told her in the morning.

Then she’d have made me delete them.

I have been meaning to tell you for such a long time. I will admit I have been carrying on with you because it’s not too terribly painful (and you have a lot of my stuff.)

The truth of the matter is that I have had my eye on TXP for quite some time and I have to make the break now. I can’t lie to you—I have been experimenting with TXP off and on for years behind your back. Sometimes, it was sort of thrilling to know you were both there on the same server—your data intermingling—but I can carry on this charade no longer. It’s over. TXP has waited for me this long, knowing eventually I would come to an exclusive arrangement. That time is now.

By the way, ever since I heard that you started charging for what we once had, well, you know…