Love letter to a monk part nine

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My darling Yeshe.

I woke up in the dark of the abandoned monastery, I would say it was depressing but I had you beside me. I asked you when we were going Bactria and other places. You said in a month. Our final month... I was over joyed. The only thing I did was put on my robes and opened the door.

"My loving lotus, what are you doing?!" You askedchasing me.

"I just want to the sun and and your face... we're fasting not vampires. Besides no one is going to disturb us... this is a remote locale." I said holding your hand drawing you to the light " Come the sun is wonderful, my darling Lama." You came out and I kissed you tenderly and ran my mouth along your scars, while embracing you.

I took your hand and we walked towards the prayer flags and hid among them. You kissed me while embracing each other among the flags and I could feel a snake like tounge enter my mouth. I kissed each of you chakras starting with your crown and ended in your manhood. I pulled you down and then whispered " now you do it!"

You gently kissed my chakras and I climaxed when you made love to my womanhood (my root). You then stretched on of my legs and and drew circles on my inner thigh with your tongue. Then you ran your tounge across my womanhood and started with the other inner thigh.

Thank god for the prayer flags hiding us.

"Did you like that, my beauty" you asked.  I whispered yes with a smile.  I took you and kissed you and gently ran my finger along your facial scars. We kissed for a while.

"Darling, we can do this every day but at night we have to go in, mediate or have meditative sex." I bit my lip and sad fine. It soon got dark and we went in for tantric sex while chanting mantras. This kept for the final month of fasting. We started to fall asleep in each other's arms kissing then I said I love you. The final day I was out side carving "I love you" (ང་ཁྱེད་རང་ལ་དགའ་པོ་ཡོད) into a rock and you saw what I was doing and kissed me. Then we left, never to see the eerie place again.

I told you that you were a gentle lover and that no one could replace your love on the way back.

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