I just sent the following email to Yuliya:
Hey Yuliya,
I'd love to chat to you. What is your phone number?
If you send me your postal address as well, I'll send you a cardboard box
and some cash. You can post yourself to London in it, and be a true mail
order bride.
You asked what my city is like by night. It is very dark by night, and the
alleys are full of drunks, wenches and footpads. Such characters help to
make London an interesting place, and I'd love to show you around it.
Could I be cheeky and ask for a couple of favours? My mate Mark has a
fetish for shaved legs and was wondering if he could have a photo of you
shaving your legs. He was also hoping you could send one of your attractive
friends over for a visit. He's not that fussy, but prefers tall slim
blondes.
Kind Regards,
The Edge.