An open letter to hornyteenslut69, who has been trying to befriend me on Skype for a week.

Dear Hornyteenslut69,

Do you mind if I just call you Horns? I don't mean to be rude, it's just your name is a little lengthy to type and, if you don't mind me saying so, a tad crass for this blog.

Horns, I want to start by saying that I'm reallty flattered you want to be friends. Of the millions of Skype users you could have offered yourself to, you picked me - a mere stranger on the internet - and I'm getting genuine warm fuzzies right now just thinking about it.

I appreciate too, how relentless you've been in your efforts - not minding that I've never answered a single video call, or once responded to your generous offers to show me your anatomy.

I really hope you're not offended by this - as I'm sure all you're a very attractive girl - it's just that I'm not really into females. Or teenagers. Or video cyber-sex.

It's not even that though really, if I'm being honest. The truth is I'm worried you might be able to see me too. I feel like you'd be there looking all glamourous, and I'd hit the wrong button and suddenly be caught in bed, in my tracksuit, clutching the cat and scoffing Malteasers.

I hope you don't take what I'm about to say the wrong way, because I'm really just thinking of what's best for you.

I think you might be better off seeing other people.

Now I know thats easier said than done - it's not like you can just pick any name at random and start persuing them on the internet, but I really feel like there's someone else out there for you. Someone who wants to show you their bits just as much as they want to see yours.

I'm going to do something drastic now Horns, and I'm going to click 'block'. Harsh, I know, but it's for your own good.

Goodbye and good luck,

Galletly86