|| The Vitiligo Proof ||

The following morning, Michael woke me up.
"Becky, Becky?" He whispered gently in my ear. The sound of his voice tickled my ear drum and I opened my eyes. Michael was standing above me and it made me jerk back in shock.
"Sorry.. Didn't mean to scare you.." He apologised. I looked down, embarrassed.
"It's ok.. What are we doing today Michael?" I asked.
"Nothing much I'm afraid, just a Neverland dia today, but yo can pick what we do if you want to." Michael smiled.
"Sure Michael. That sounds great." I smiled back. Michael took my hand and pulled me up out of bed. I wobbled a little from tiredness...

While Michael was beijar her neck, Maris could feel his hand going up and her down her left thigh in a sensual seductive motion as she placed his right hand on stomach. "Why you want you want to make feel so good", she asked, "I've met a man who make feel like a woman like you to me". "Oh, really", he replied, "you're my lady and there's nothing I wouldn't for you if I have to swim through tubarão infested waters just show how much I amor you". "You really amor me that much", she asked, "of course", he also replied, "after all, you're a "Whole Lotta Woman" to satisfy my soul". "Now where were...

"You really want to have it", Maris replied, "of cousre", Michael also replied, "I was intending on giving it to you on our first, encontro, data but I forgot". Michael had placed the book on order weeks after they first met at Quantrell's jantar party, and had it sent o his office. He it would be good way for Maris to get to know him as person; as well, as an entertainer, so he gave her a personal copy of the book for her read. "Oh, Michael", Maris replied, "I really don't know what to say". "You don't have to thank me"Michael replied, " I wanted to have it". "Thank you, Michael", she replied and she...