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To sir with all my love.  You are good to me and my family.  I do not have a quarrel with you.  It is great that you find beauty in the hills and relate it to my strip of land, forest of land, land of barren.  If it had been from any other man than you to say this, they would hear the sound of thunder upon their face with my crimson top nails.  They would feel their loins become red with a jack kick from my stiletto heels.  
In truth I know that you speak of the beautiful sights and think of me.  This is one of the reasons why I show my love for thee.  You are me and I am you.  Together we are the flesh to create new Xeroxes of us.  If another spoke to me as a lover, then I would say, I only speak to my flesh in that way, so leave my sight.  A woman’s love is a gift to a man that gives his love, respect to her.  Some would say that you are not respecting me.  well, to them I say, he does respect me.  We are both liberal in how we communicate our love for one another.  Watch the person you marry my lady, for he is showing his unfaithfulness behind your back with a friend or family member of yours.  Do not berate my love for him speaking of his unquenchable love for me, worry about the lust of your man for other women and men to quench his thirst.  My love goes me and only me.  if he goes for another it is at my discretion.  My vow to him is to only have his line.  Also my vow is to let him take another one into your chamber.  I am number one and only I can give the consent to that.  For I am #1, the other girl is carrying our child in her belly.  The second girl has his child, my step-daughter.  Both of them were a gift to him from me.  Still he is only in my chamber at night.  Where is your man if not with your aunt, sister, mother, and cousin.  Not to mention the ones in the red district.  
To my love, do not be shocked, I told the berater the story to shock her, the story of those women.  I retold her that the women were carrying out children.  Still be weary my mate that I know of your heart and you know of mine.  I k now those girls and you know them.  They are still part of this family.  Sister wives if needed my love. (smiles brightly and leaves the man with a blushing smile)
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