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"Really?" I say, reaching over and touching the side of her face.
"Yeah, I am, because…" She stills suddenly and looks at me seriously. "I'm in control here. I'm in control. I am in control," she sings. "Do I sound like Madonna? Do you think I could get a job as Madonna at a nightclub?" I stare at her for a couple of seconds and just shake my head. "What's that mean? Are you saying I don't look like Madonna?"
"You don't look like Madonna."
"Are you saying I don't sound like Madonna?"
"You don't sound like Madonna."
"Okay, what about Britney Spears?"
"Nope."
"Katy Perry?"
"Nope."
"Jennifer Lopez?"
"No."
"Halle Berry?"
"No, Skye."
"Who do I look like then?"
"You look like Skye Redding."
"I do?" she says eagerly and then pauses. "Wait, I am Skye Redding. You're a goofball, Kingston Chase."
"Are you ready for this massage or would you rather..."
"I'm ready," she says. And before I know what she's doing, she jumps off the bed, pulls off her dress, and is standing there in a bra and panties. My throat goes dry as I stare at her beautiful body. She does a little twirl. "I'm not taking off my bra and panties though. This isn't some sort of striptease. You didn't get that lucky." She runs her finger across her lips. "Now, where's the towel? I want to lie down on the bed, and I might close my eyes. And you can turn the lights off. You can maybe put on some candles and some music. Oh, I'm so looking forward to this massage." She tries to stifle a yawn. "I am really in need of it.
"You know what? Why don't you just lie on the bed?" I say. "It's okay."
"But I don't want to get it dirty or anything."
"It's okay," I say. I watch as she jumps up onto the bed and lies face down. She tilts her chin to the side and looks at me with a small smile.
"Did I tell you that you're handsome?"
"You did," I say. "Thank you."
"That's not the response I was looking for."
"Oh?"
"You're supposed to tell me I'm pretty or whatever."
"Okay."
"Okay what?"
"You're whatever, Skye."
"What?" She glares at me. "No fair."
