Fashion Model

"Michael... Michael.. Jackson ?" I whispered. He smiled, he winked and he ran in wings.
He was still here, my cuore still beat so loud. He looked me with a wonderful smile and detto : "Wow te was awesome!" "Thank you!" I detto so shyly, without stopped to look his magical eyes. We stayed like that since a few seconds, before a man came and detto :
"Hey Mike, we must go now" mike ???? "OK!" he replied.
So I detto : "Wait" he grabbed my wrist and he put it on his chest. My cuore couldn't stop to beating. W-Wait...I-I just want be sure that te are Michael.. I stammered. So I put my hand on his right...

As he looks in the mirror making sure he's presentable for his data with Maris, a woman he met a party the week before, Michael is pretty nervous because this is the first time he's met someone, who wasn't interested in his wealth o who he is. Maris is a very special lady who caught his eye, so he introduced himself say, "Hi, my name is Michael, what's your name"?. "My name is Maris, and I've noticed te watching me from across the room, and te were staring at me so intensely as if we've met before". Maris, who's a plus-size fashion model, and has graced the cover of every fashion magazine...