Aloha Argentina

Chapter 1

Several months earlier.

Megan's computer screen glowed as bright as the sun. Or at least it seemed this way to her in the otherwise dark and empty room. She fiddled with the keys. Quickly filling the search bar with letters. She moved her mouth downward. She clicked on the first website. Wikipedia. Her eyes darted across the page. Absorbing information like a sponge. She continued to scroll down. Taking in paragraph after paragraph of the article. She rested her finger on her lips. Slowly licking away the blue polish which covered it's nail. Her eyes opened more and more as she continued to read. She clicked on an image. The portrait of a man filled the screen. He had dark oily hair, eyes as blue as the sky, a chiseled (no homo) sexy jawline, and a moustache as dark as the night itself. "He's so handsome." She said to herself. "I wish I could just pull him straight out of the history books and suck his big beautiful cock!" But then she froze. A subsection of the Wikipedia page showed. "Escape to Argentina". "He lives" she whispered. She clicked on the drop down and kept reading. She was enthralled in this well structured article. She became lost in it. For hours she read on end before finally closing her laptop and letting it all out. "He's alive. After all these years. The truth. And I am going to be the one to prove it!"