"Please do it for me."

Good day David! At first I should tell you about my appear, so I got E-mail from one DATING AGENCY but really that was VERY STRANGE for me because I closed all my accounts at DATING SITES, because I don't like people who are interested just in non SERIOUS RELATIONS, I have much FRIENDS from that sites but really I did not find someone special for me ... But I got your E-mail address and thought "MAYBE THAT IS MY DESTINY" to find someone special? Really there was written that you wish to know me. So I don't know where you did get MY E-MAIL ADDRESS but I hope that is NOT JUST MISTAKE. I hope to hear from you soon ... If you decide to answer me I promise to SEND YOU big LETTER and MY BEST PHOTOS!!! I'd like to learn more about you. PLEASE, WRITE ME some lines about your personality, your hobbies, your way of life. I'm really interested to know! As for me, I'm an easy-going and open-hearted person. I take life as it comes and have optimistic views. It doesn't mean that nothing makes me sad, but I consider all the difficulties in my life to be useful for me. I'm very communicative and like to spend time in a good company. I enjoy outdoors activities and sport. What about you? Do you go in for sports? Hope to hear from you soon, please use this address to answer me! I wit your letter with large impatience. Please do it for me. Katya.

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