Having recently purchased the DVD release of the hilarious and charming comedy, School of Rock, I have come to a conclusion that many may find shocking and somewhat disturbing. I, Beth Broderick, am utterly enamored with Jack Black.
Those of you who think of me simply as Sabrina’s kind-hearted Aunt Zelda may find it hard to believe that I would find such a mischievous malcontent adorable, but I do. Remember, my resume also includes appearances in such cinematic fare as Slammer Girls, Sex Appeal and Young Nurses in Love.
I do not know how to explain my all-consuming craving for Mr. Black. I suppose watching him prance about on stage in his little schoolboy outfit awakened a certain desire within me. I am a woman in the sexual prime of my life, and I can at times be quite wanton.
Mr. Black, I can only hope this article finds its way to you, prompting your fingertips to discover my fiery flesh. Whenever I think of you, I burn deep inside. The warmth emanating from my womanly center is overpowering. I simply must have you.
I want to spank your round little bottom. I want you to spank me. I need to taste you, to feel your manhood deep inside me. You could tie me to the bed and have your way with me. If it would bring you pleasure, you could invite your friends to observe or even participate. Whatever it would take to please you, I would be more than happy to comply.
In conclusion, Mr. Black, I hope my confession does not seem to forward. I am most often a well-behaved and demure lady. But, something about you makes me toss away all inhibitions and give in to succubus inside. So please, Mr. Black, reach out to me.