Sasha Shpak, The Russian Cat Man
An open letter to Sasha
It’s been 6 months since you’ve been arrested on that bogus steroid rap. I’ve been meaning to write sooner but have been real busy with the cult thing. How’s Russian prison been treating you? I’m sure handling yourself just fine. I was wondering if you could send some more photos. To be honest, the ones I have already make up about 30% of my masturbation material. Sometimes I fantasize that I’m your cell mate in lock up, you grin at me with those sharp canines and make me suckle on your man boob eye nipples while digging those lovely lavender nails deep into my back.
I know you’re married and all. But if anything ever goes wrong with the wife, I’ll be here for you. Please write soon.