Greetings,

I come to you today with a call of sort. Those women familiar with the
man known as Mendax may indeed be aware as I mention his name of what I
seek. Years ago, he disserviced my dear mother Amunet will a date
straight from the bowels of Lady Indrani's pet boar (if she were to have
a boar that is). Ghastly it was indeed! To read about its events, visit
PUBLIC 16035. This injustice of the heart (and dating calendar) has
surged long within my mind. Something, obviously, has to be done to
educate the masses (women and men alike) about this foul dating creature
they call Mendax and his all too cuddly pet before others befall my
mother's fate.

To that end, I am seeking submissions of accounts of dats with Mendax.
There is no need to be shy about this. I believe my husband may have
even been spurred into a date with the old Kohai at one point prior to
our marriage (Note: Flair was a heavy drinker then). Send me your story
and I shall forever encase it within a glorious tome to be used for the
edification of all dating persons who may fall prey to the mischevious
antics of the one called Mendax. Letters will do - no need to overload
my message box, please. Try to be as specific as possible when
recounting your tale. My dearest hope is that through the fogginess of
memory, Mendax himself may read your story, recall it, and repend of his
incorrigible dating ways!

My thanks to you who respond. And my deepest sympathies for what you
have endured.





Penned by my hand on the 16th of Ero, in the year 421 AF.