Letters to and from Choi by Elena Scully (children's ebooks online .txt) 📕

My loving Choi 

I just want you to that i did my best to fight these men off who claim to be Japanese yakuza.  I did everything you loving taught me. My love i am afraid for my safety and mostly for our love and four worthiness as your student.

I remember the listens you taught me and goe you said that i was excelling in the art and we shares our first kiss.  How tender and soft it was. I miss that lovibg stern look on your face and those thin but sensual lips. Its cold where i am i fear that i will ne sold into something. The yakuza are evil.  

I remember being surrounded by you love and worth as we made love. In the cold i ache for you in my heart and body to the point i cry.  I think i am on about and i fear that i am going to Russia to be used as a maid by a wicked family.

Allways yours

Lee Chung Lee

Dearest Choi 

I am saying that the boat most have stopped as the wavy motion is gone and it keeps hitting the dock.  They grabbed us in and started swearing at us korean woman. I could tell by hearing the rolling rs in their version of Japanese. I again but up a fight and they beat me and say "tough karate girl try that again and you die," i had the balls to say that it was tae kwon do - not their karate. I found out that i was in the bomb slums of Hiroshima is this where i am going to live.  I cant handle a city it will kill me, the violence and crime.  I was to stay inthe slums and pimped out until sold into slavery.  What wicked family wants me. I was forced to have exotic sex with octopus, squid and other men and women for their money. I dare night fight as i am afraid of the samurai swords that the threaten eatch other.  This so unpleasant. I day dream oc us being together again. We i can properly make love to you.  I miss you stern kindness and your passionate love making.  I loved doing the splits on you as we made love and your slow humping  into me.  These things and filthy man i freak me out.  I hope to be solded.

I wish we were in our country love nest.  

Your truelly 

Lee Chung Lee

Choi my love

I had dream of us being together and our love not interrupted be these tattooed freaks.  I could taste you breath as we kiss and feel you going in and out me with your length. Me grabbing at your hair. I wish it was reality but i was woken up but a hand slamning the door.  It was the yakuza.  The un sheathed their swords to controll me put me in a stress position and qalk me to a car....i think it was i car and was taken  to their yakuza boss's house where i was told by an older ugly gentle men that i was to clean the house, toilets and pleasure.

I cried now to fuck me but he said "katana (sword ) or gun you die by if you dont obey." And kicked me me in my womanhood and tummy as if i am a dog.

His sub boss through me in the cellar. Where i was to sleep when the freaks wife is home.  There i either wept or dreamed of being reunited with you

My loving instructor.

Please come to get mebefore i am killed. I cry as i write this letter to you.

Lee Chung Lee

Choi my love

O spent most of the day day dreaming about being with you.  Letting only you and only into me as we practice and you making love to me. I nimbling on your ear so playfully anx you saying that we had continue training.  If you had a school i would be there star pupil. But yhen i was snatched back into really and dragged around this house of horrors from chore to chore.  Then my safe gard the monster's wife leave for a few days. I was filled with dread.

Come night i am feed rotting meat and fish and smelled undesirable when the grabbed me to his bed chambers.  There he kindly asked how i was. 20 i said.  He asked about seeing my quote pussy and then he licked my womanhood. And then slipped his length into it and stuck his tounge in my mouth.  As he thrusted he  bite me and always hate a sword next to him as in insurance. I hate thoses words.

I am afraid that i might die as  this guy had a pension of strangling his slaves.

The good thing is i am getting the hanging of the language. He said unfortunately said to spike my food with poision so i would suffer.

With this knowledge i will not eat.

I love you Choi 

Lee Chung Lee

My instructor 

My love 

How are you doing 

Better i hope my love, i had dreams that we were practicing the art until sun down and making love to you so passionately and lovingly. But i am now soiled like a tissue ment to be thrown into the trash  my love i can feel your lips touch mine. Me running my hands  though your  semi gray hair.  You were buy the handsomest  guy i have had ever met and made love to.

Sweet heart last night was horrible and terrifying. As i was pleasuring this monster, he unsheathed that horid samurai sword and put it on my neck as he had his way with me. He wanted to cut a little each time just enough to make me bleed.  He started to cut  my neck..... i screamed fought back but it just excited him.

"I am doing this punish you for not eating all day....you should take your poison and do the chores while still alive," he hissed as he cuts my upper  arm with the sword.  I scream and he started to thrust into me. I hate this exotic sadistic sex.  

I might be too young to remember a korea with out this monsters but you might.

Please send a letter. My love

Choi my love 

Lee Chung Lee

My loving Choi 

My darling instructor.  I couldnt write because i was poised i aas so hungry and had to eat.  I spead the week throwing up in my crawl space.  It was horrible.   I wang to be back with you where might sweat from learning but at least i was clean. And my beauty had excited you.

I am fear i am not beautiful anymore 

As the sadist has sliced my face with his sword slowly and deeply  and had some quack to remove my damaged eye. Thd gash was practically across my face and it got infected plenty of times at my weakened state but i refuse to day.

Tonight the sadist was playing more samurai sword games with me as as his wife saw him trying to stab me and my rolling out of the swords way. She saw it.

"Come little one lets get you of here and into some help," the wife said reaching her hand out. "Yoshi shame on you, expect divorce papers and police." She took me to a hospital where i was properly treated and had what ever was in me pumped out of me.

Choi  my love you won't want me seeing as i saw my one eyed self and the severe scaring and now eye.  I will have to wear a patch for life. My face was sliced apart by the fucker but my love for you and our art is still intact.

I still hope that you can marry and accept me even though i was disgraced and deformed.

I am 21 now and feel like i have lived too long a life.

I still have the letters thaf write to you incase i dont survive my injury even though my prognosis is good.  With out you i might as well be dead. 

I hope to get