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Dear Corey,

Your letter didn’t scare me away. If anything, it intrigued me. I’ll admit that I did do a bit of research discreetly.

Wow. I had no idea this kind of stuff existed. I don’t think any of it is weird. Some of it even resonated with me. The idea that you can trust someone enough to let go completely to allow them to lead the show? Yeah, sign me up.

I would never have thought to call myself submissive, but in the days since I started researching it all, I feel that’s what I truly am. I can’t believe it never occurred to me until now.

I kind of wish I had someone to help me now that I’ve figured out I’m submissive. It’s nearly impossible though since there’s no one I could trust outside of the people I work with. Trusting them with my life is one thing. This is another.

If we weren’t so far away from one another, I’d say we could figure it out together. Our two sides line up anyway, I think.

It wouldn’t be an impossible task to call you Daddy. We can’t even see each other, and I have nothing to lose with these letters. In person, it might be different, but I don’t see it happening. Not when I’m here and you’re there.

Anyway, that was a rambling mess, and I guess the only thing I want to say is — want to give it a shot?

You took a chance in your letter, so I’m taking a chance in mine.

There’s nothing else interesting going on over here. You’re pretty much the highlight of my days now.

So yeah, I’ll leave it at that. This letter would only get more and more awkward if I keep going.

If your answer is no, then feel free to change the subject in your next letter. I only ask that you don’t stop writing. Don’t give up on me yet, please.

Your friend,

Ashley