Letter to a most saucy character:

Dearest Charlie,

You need to have sex with me. I mean, really. I don't know if you know it, but it's absolutely true. I don't understand a thing you say half the time. Tonight I didn't catch a word. All I knew was:

- your hair looked awfully curly and adorable
- your cheekbones were looking extra refined
- your lips looked like they needed nibbling
- so did your earlobes
- your clothes certainly needed ripping off, too.

Sincerely yours,
Nancy.