My Dearest,
I am on the Albanian coast, drawing in a lab notebook, a new version of the strange case of Dr. Sissitrix and Mrs. Hyde, a mad story of a scientist on Sin Street.
If there's no doubt I am Mrs. Hyde, the Dr. Sissitrix was created by Kate Granger in the stories we publish together, there she portrayed me as mother of the Sex Pods.
The book details I am showing here served as a remembering tool. Usually scientists use that book to document their hypotheses. I use it to tell my sexual experiments.
This thick volume keeps tracks of all my kinky researches. My failures and all my optimizations. I write about the orgasms I offered and all the deaths that occur too.
My naughty notes try to trace the full history of the various versions of the sex pods right up to the latest evolution, described in this newsletter more than a year ago.
When completed, a facsimile of the book will be available in the Sin Street publication, augmented with the fine and perverse analyse from my dear partner, Kate.
I know I don't publish as many newsletters as I should, but I have a talent for keeping my secrets in my cave — so many classified dirty drawings are sleeping here.
I hope this November Sunday keeps you warm under the sheets. The weather is still fine here, and the Adriatic Sea remains at a very acceptable temperature.
Love always,
Sissi
Enjoy your vacation.
can we not
but love any
running wild through the fields <3