Dear Trancy,
Saying that I'm not tempted to leave here and show up at your estate as soon as my pen can fall to the desk is a blatant lie. I long for your touch on my skin Trancy, and how I came to these feeling god knows not I. But they've already consumed me, taking over my every move and thought till my whole body is swallowed up in sick temptations. Though it's hard for me to believe, the proof is in my actions. My eyes never stay where they need to focus and my body aches with anticipation. Tell me Trancy is it normal for a mere mortal to feel such desire for another? I can't stand being such a great distance from you. We must meet. Soon. Think of a time and a location for this and write back as soon as you'll schedule lets you.
Forever in my thoughts,
Ciel Phantomhive