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November 9, 2003
TO XOE ELKE!
It's the sexiest woman in the world's birthday. And I am taking this time
to wish her the most special day for her and many more to return. Happy
Birthday Xoe.
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DATE: SEPTEMBER 2, 2003
IMAGE OBSESSION
Welcome to my world of obsession.
My most recent obssession RE: Xoe Elke involves capturing her in candid moments. So I had a sleep over party with several friends, one of which was Xoe. We surfed the internet, and I had a hidden cam set up. No one knew! Especially Xoe. I caught her while she was surfing the internet. That's right, she surf's in sexy bra and panties! (It's hot here in Los Angeles, California [in more ways than one ;). ]) Xoe allowed me to publish the stolen shots here. They are candid shots with a cheap little PC cam. But I love them because they are not polished and refined! I believe that Xoe knew nothing about the hidden cam, but look at the next to last image, she seems to be looking straight into the camera. The little minx. Did she know? She says she did not, so I will have to take her word for it. Look at this living doll! What a dream! Damn!
Photos on this page of Xoe Elke above are published with the permission of subject and owned by Sytry Flux. |
DATE: MARCH 3, 2003
OBSESSED WITH XOE AGAINShe is too beautiful for words. How can I describe perfection? The coltish grace of her footsteps, her lilting voice filled with angelic whisps of melody. She already knows how I feel, yet she taunts me, not knowingly I'll admit. But does she even know how my heart, mind, body and soul ache to be with her all the time. In me it is the most poisonous passion she inflicts. Inspiring me to live my life in this poetic hell! Forever, Xoe, forever you will have that special place in my heart that only a goddess can fill!
DATE: JAN. 5, 2002
OBSESSED WITH XOEShe does not want me, she's made that clear. But what about if I whisper in her ear? Would my words if they came deep from my heart, touch her own, or tear our friendship apart? I'm obsessed with Xoe, yes it's true. Her eyes so astounding, not quite green, not quite blue. Long blonde hair that I fantisize, slinks around my stomach and thighs, while she does things to me that set me free. But what I can do to her is so much more, if only she would open the door. ---Sytry |