The author's notes; Hello there, reader, I sincerely apologize for the delay! Too much work and, I'm finally taking a vacation since a year ago!
Me, right now; trying to write another chapter through my tears in my office for my followers, yet, I can't!
Also, my face when I see my stories getting views, votes and comments on any of my stories in the top pic!
My creativity left on vacation, too! *ugly crying face*
A week later, after the horrible recovery...
Malika wakes up feeling really tired and grumpy.
Lifting her ass from her comfy king size bed, she goes to the bathroom to scrub herself off the nocturnal transudation.
Starting her morning routine like usually with a newly added activity: she painted her nails and toes with natural nail polish.
She leaves her room to descend towards the kitchen to make herself breakfast.
Nothing too complied, just french toast with butter and a cup of coffee. Nibbling on the toast, calmy before having a burst of inspiration!
The perfect artificial legs for Monty's state!
Running towards her office, wiping everything from the desk!
The papers drop the floor along with some tools!
But she doesn't care! As she takes out a pencil and paper and starts to draw, furiously on the piece of paper!
The scribbles growing larger, only to get erased and redrawn, over and over, again!
Malika curses under her breath but doesn't give up!
Her determination get her fired upon drawing the perfect gift for old Monty!
A few minutes later ...
Malika finished her plan, wiping out the sweat from her forehead and a big smile on her face!
Finally! All done! She had the perfect visual of Monty's future legs! Now, it's time to build the gift! Then, she stops dead in her tracks ...
Has she been walking around naked in her house with her windows open...?
Yup! Pretty much!
Then, she shrugs it off.
I mean, who is going to peak inside her house?
Meanwhile, on the other side of the road at the Hewitt's house!
Charlie is brushing his face with his right hand, trying to stir himself up while his left one, it's holding up a big mug of black coffee.
Still feeling sleepy, he takes a little sip to avoid burning his tongue.
His gaze automatically turns outside to appreciate the peace and quiet ... only for his eyes to catch Malika's nude form!
Walking from her kitchen to an office.
A long moment of silence passes as Charlie trying to process what he saw from the kitchen's window.
Then, his right hand lets go of the mug that spills the drink on his sheriff's shirt! Burning his chest area and staining his clothes!
As Charlie didn't have enough already, the mug fell on his right foot, bruising it before smashing on the hard floor!
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Thomas's DarkSkin Girlfriend!
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