I'm in love with Isabella! I think about her when I wake up, during the day, at night, and when I go to sleep. I count the hours until I can talk to her. I wish I could take her for myself and pamper her with all the affection she deserves: caresses, kisses, and massages. This woman makes me delirious and gives me sweet dreams where she lives. Every moment with her is the sweetness between the perfection of being able to be with her and the frustration of not being able to have her, and only she is capable of causing this in me. I want you, Isabella! So much! I want you so badly! I want you for myself!