I know things between us have not been that great lately, and for that I am pained from the deepest recesses of my heart and soul.  Both of us have been far too involved in our work and it seems the stress of it all has caused us to forget to make or take the time to enjoy each other.  And I know that there is really no doubt about how very much we do enjoy each other.  My precious blossom, since that first magical moment when our lips so tenderly and vulnerable touched, since that instant when I first inhaled the soft scent of your breath, my fervor and allurement to you has only increased daily in its intensity.

     However, I know that the frequency and impulsiveness of the displays of sparks of tenderness and intimacy which we shared when we'd first met have dwindled and that's been bothering you, and, although I at times have difficulty expressing it, it has bothered me as well my darling.  Could we have imagined back in the first months of our budding affair, back when our afternoon trysts would last through the night and the rising sun would call us back to reality, back when our whispers of affection were frequent and possessed intensity enough to nearly cause climax by themselves, back when the mere mention of your name caused my pulse to quicken and a smile to cross my lips as lustful images painted and sang as they danced through my mind, could we ever have imagined then that we would now be suffering from that affliction so agonizingly known as 'lesbian death bed'.  But, my sweet precious adored diamond, this letter is not to explore the "how's" or "why's" of our situation but to offer a possible solution. 

     I would like to share with you and propose an idea which I believe will help to rekindle the smoldering embers and reflare the flames of our relationship.  If you agree with the following, then you simply need to follow the simple directions, however, if you think the idea is silly, then I respect that and no more need be said about it.

     I have read that a prominent relationship therapist advises couples to develop and participate in a "secret" role-playing game to bring the thrill and excitement back into the relationship.  There are many reasons why this works.  First, the sense of keeping the secret - why do you think so many affairs between people who are married people or otherwise "taken" are "successful"?  There's impassioned power in being involved in a wicked secret and of participating in something you "should not be doing" and getting away with it.  It is an emotional stimulant, sucking the juices of  the forbidden fruit if you will. 

     Second, through the role playing, each person is able to "act" out fantasies, to project desires or characteristics which they would like to possess or be, but are inhibited to express in real life.  During these games, as long as neither of us does anything to hurt the other, there will be absolutely no judgments passed nor will there be any questions asked.  You and I are absolutely and totally free to say, do, or act in any way imaginable that excites and stimulates us.  When we are playing "the game" my savory succulent, there are no barriers, there are no walls, there is nothing but the goal of sharing, giving and taking of pleasure.

     I'm sure there are many other reasons why this "therapy" works but I can't say I understand them all, all I can say is that I would like to try it ...with you.

     Here is what I propose. 

     On occasion, I will send to you a "notification" that you are to have "company" that evening.  This could be a delivery person, an electrician, carpenter, policewoman, the character will change each time.   There is nothing you need to do for this game, except to be ready for "your company" as will be clearly described in your notification.

     If you choose to play this game, consider this your first notification.

     Tonight, at precisely 9pm, you are to unlock the door in the back which leads to the basement.  Light 12 candles of various sizes and shapes and place them around our bedroom.  Put the CD that I attached this letter to, entitled "Moonlight Jazz" in the player on 'repeat.' 

     Then, my sweet darling lover, you are to get into bed. 

     Naked. 

     Blindfolded. 

     A "florist" will visit you tonight.
 

     If you agree to the above, leave the front light on tonight.  I will take it as your indication that you are willing to help me save our relationship and your agreement to play by the rules of the game, and I will prepare for our first encounter.  If you do not wish to participate, or you feel our relationship is damaged beyond repair, then I understand.  Simply throw this away.  But please don't embarrass me by expecting me to talk about it.  At least I made an effort.

     I look forward to your response with anticipatory pleasure as do I look forward to the most intimate and erotic evening of our relationship.

Adoringly yours,

O.