You continue jogging. It feels good being this sexy. As you get back home, a man is there in your kitchen, you recognize him, he is the school teacher you have been dating. But not only that, he is you. The old body you used to have. He is preparing breakfast for you. “There you are” he says and kiss you. You kiss him back. “Thanks love” you say.
As you both have breakfast, you talk for a while. He makes you laugh. And you know him perfectly, after all, he is you. Later that day, you out on your bikini and go out to your pool. Where you make out with him. You feel your nipples get erect. You sure love this man.
You order lunch, and while you eat, he helps you with your lines for the movie you will start shooting the next week.
That night you cook him dinner, and pour a couple of glasses of champagne. He then pops the question. Without hesitation you agree to marry him. That night you show him a good time, you have se. In so many different positions, that you end up with a sore pussy.
The next day you go to that talk show your manager told you about. For the first time you tell the world you are dating a school teacher, and you show the camera your new ring.
You realize you love your new life. Even if you could make another wish, you don’t want to.
You grab the notebook and put it in a security box. You keep it just in case you need it again, but you realize that probably won’t ever happen.
Years pass. You win awards, you become a mother of two beautiful daughters, you start directing movies, become a grand mother, your husband passes away at 83 years old.
You realize you have lived a great life. You have fallen ill, and probably die soon too. You have the option of wait for your ultimate death, and meet your husband in the afterlife, or you could wish to start your life over.
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