They're not John and Abigail!

Trotsky . . . in a letter dated July 19 [1937] defiance veers towards bravado: "Since I arrived here, not once has my poor cock stood up straight. It's as though it doesn't exist. It is also resting from the stresses of these days. But in spite of it, I myself am thinking tenderly of your old dear cunt. I want to suck on it, shove my tongue all the way inside it. Natalochka, my dear, I will ever more strongly fuck you with my tongue and with my cock. Forgive me, Natalochka, these lines, it seems it's the first time in my life that I write to you like this."

TROTSKY
Downfall of a Revolutionary
Bertrand M. Patenaude 2009