March 10, 1861

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"Dear Lorian,
We've arrived in Fort Worth, they had got me out of the carriage immediately and headed me in to the admissions office. So much paper work. I looked out over the sky and saw your face last night. I couldn't help but let my mind flow with the pleasures of your lips and body. It's approximately 2:31 and very hot. It's horrible in this tent. The soup is one of the upsides here, but it can't compare to the taste of your turkey. Make sure to send Mendy all my love. Only six months til I see that pretty face of yours. Til the next letter, my love.
Love, John."

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