Dear Viki E @ Met Art,
What are you doing Viki? You should know by now that I will never be your lover. Have you never read my blog? I’ve seen you sliding your leg up a bannister on the staircase. I’ve seen you wearing crotchless stockings and high heels. I’ve seen you doing gymnastics on the floor and I’ve seen you posing naked with another gal. But you know what? None of it tempts me as I am Lethario and I’m too lazy to be your lover.
Dear Inga C @ Met Art,
I’ve become increasingly aware of your attempts to lure me and I write to ask you to refrain from firting with me anymore, as it will get you nowhere. You can relax naked on an inflatable as much as you want. You can shower yourself with water from a hosepipe till the cows come home. You can spread your legs on the kitchen table and you can even pose naked in front of a beautiful landscape. All of it will be in vain however, for I am Lethario and I am way too lazy to be your lover.
Dear Marina C @ Met Art,
I write to inform you that I will never be your lover, no matter how much you try to win my affection. So you can give it up now. I’m not impressed by seeing you dressed up in front of some large ornate doors. And seeing you spread-eagled in a hammock doesn’t change my mind. Posing in stockings on a chaise-longue won’t work either. In fact you can pose nude in front of a tree for all I care, because I’m Lethario and I’m too lazy to be your lover.
Dear Lidiya @ MET ART,
I was browsing your pictures at MET ART and it dawned on me that you want me. I won’t mislead you. I’ll be blunt with you. I will never be your lover. You can play Look No Panties, while sitting on a park bench. You can stick out your bum while sailing the ocean. You can make out with another woman and you can even compare stripy stockings with a cute blonde, but I won’t be moved. For I am Lethario and I am way too lazy to be your lover.