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Hey. I hope you read this. You know who you are. Sometimes it’s once a day. Sometimes it’s many. But you walk by and a few seconds later the sweet stench of your dirty little butthole and it’s farts fill my cubicle. The first time or two, I was like “wow he’s gassy. That’s gross”. But after the 4th, 5th, 10th time, I started feeling it was on purpose. It can’t be accidental. At first I thought you’re bullying me, but then I just think how very nice to me you are, genuinely, in all circumstances. Now I see it, your butthole is calling to me. This is your way of a mating call. Well Sir, I submit to you. You give me another sign or push further and I will follow you wherever you want to go and lick that tangy hole and make your pungent butthole feel so good. You are beautiful and so much more of a man than me. I’m walking in now and hope you read this. I hope I smell your stink today. I hope you smile and wink. I hope you let me know to follow you and I hope I can finally lick and worship the tight dirty farthole youve been calling to me with for months now. I love you. I’m ready.
Love always, your fart breathing butt slave.
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