Olivia Sparks

Olivia,

When I woke up this morning, you're the first person who I've thought of. Unfortunately, there's no phone service wherever we are right now, so I can't call you and hear the little huffs you make in the background. Yes, Olivia. I have a vivid picture of you rolling your eyes as you pick up the phone on the fourth ring and say "Yes, Maaax?"

Why do you always pick it up on the fourth ring, anyway? Or was it coincidence? Now I'm curious.

Before I forget, I would like to apologise on behalf of my younger self for my poor penmanship. My younger self didn't take Writing101 seriously, hence my penmanship looked borderline scribble and shorthand.  

Did you reach this part of the letter? Congratulations! You have successfully finished Maxen's penmanship crash course. Diploma will be awarded with a kiss from yours truly upon the arrival of your humble servant, Max Sui. Heh.

What are you doing right now, baby? While you're reading this letter? Are you in our bed? In your new office? Are you touching yourself right now? Heeey. Don't crumple this letter without reading til the end. Okay?

Honestly, my brain wouldn't shut up as I am writing and I don't know what I have written so far. All I know is what I'm writing is straight from my heart, which only has you in it.

It's been a week, but it felt like I'm a lifetime away from you and I can't wait for the day that we'll see each other again. Do you feel the same way too? Do you always look at the clock and wish its hands would wind faster?

Okay. I'm hearing Jack knock on the door so I have to cut this love letter shorter than I intended.  

By the way, do you know the motto of the marines? Semper fidelis. Always faithful.

Loyal. Constant. Steadfast.

That's my oath to you.

Semper Fi,

Maxen

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Dear Olivia,

Woke up to another day of signal-free ocean so I have to write you another string of letters for your amus.e.m.e.nt because it was wonderful hearing you laugh (or was it a giggle?) carelessly as you read it and the thought of making you smile made this obnoxious trip somewhat bearable.

I've attached my rough sketch of your n.a.k.e.d, s.e.xy back. Please let me know if I got it right. God. I miss everything about you. Not just your perfect t.i.t.s and s.e.xy a.s.s but also how your body contoured as you aim that pillow or vase, or whatever your long and s.e.xy hands could grab, so you can hit me with it.

Honestly, I prefer it if you get mad that way, unlike when you just stay silent as if in deep contemplation. It scares me the most when you're quiet because it only meant I f.u.c.k.e.d up.

Today! Today we will initiate the new crew members of M/V Nikki. So basically we will tie them on the chair out on the deck under the harsh rays of the sun and dump something on them. I don't want to go in the details because I don't want to upset your stomach. Yeah, that's the only eventful thing that will happen today. The remainder of my day would be me constantly thinking about you.

I know it's impossible for you to send a reply to my letters, but I'm silently hopeful that one day I'll get a letter from you too.

Semper Fi,

Maxen

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My dear Olivia,

There's a signal today and I'm writing this in the middle of the night which is crazy because we just finished our hour long phone call but here I am, wide awake and filled with thoughts of you so I need to write it down to keep the little prince inside me from whining and crying for you.

10 more days. 10 more days until I see you again and honestly, everyday felt longer than the other the closer we got home.

My hands are exhausted and disgusted from touching myself as I drank images of you in my mind and I could no longer wait for the day that you're back in my arms again, cocooned in my vice grip.

I miss your smell too and I believe this is the perfect opportunity for me to come clean.

I took half a bottle of your shampoo and I've been rationing it daily. I smell like a girl but I love it because I smell like you.

By the way, I talked with Jack about your request and I know for sure by the time this letter reaches you, you've received all the necessary doc.u.ments for your logistics.

See you in 10 days my rose.

Semper Fi,

Maxen

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Max,

Surprise! (Pops the confetti!) I hope you received this letter just in time before your arrival. And if you don't, then it's time to terminate Jack's contract. I asked him how I could send a reply to you and he said, I could only do it once and that's when you dock in Brunei.

I love the sketch that you made and how detailed it was. It even has the mole on my back. And you don't need to put an arrow with a word "mole" beside it. I believe your hand went a little too heavy as you drew that particular mark. 

Sometimes, when everything's too much and I know I won't receive a call from you, I reread your letters. (Now don't be too smug about yourself. I still hate that photo of you sniffing my ripped knickers, which is utterly revolting. Did you even wash those?)

Should I start talking about the weather today? The sky is dark, and grey with the heavy clouds covering the sun. It's raining and I think the sky is crying in my stead as I've been trying to hold everything in my life in balance, afraid to lose myself in the process of setting things in my life right and back on track.

Two more weeks until we meet again. Thinking of you always. 

Semper Fi,

Olivia