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Felipe
and
I
,
as
we
discover
to
our
delight
,
are
a
perfectly
matched
,
genetically
engineered
belly
-
to
-
belly
success
story
.
There
are
no
parts
of
our
bodies
which
are
in
any
way
allergic
to
any
parts
of
the
other
’
s
body
.
Nothing
is
dangerous
,
nothing
is
difficult
,
nothing
is
refused
.
Everything
in
our
sensual
universe
is
-
simply
and
thoroughly
-
complemented
.
And
,
also
…
complimented
.
"
Look
at
you
,
"
Felipe
says
,
taking
me
to
the
mirror
after
we
’
ve
made
love
again
,
showing
me
my
nude
body
and
my
hair
that
looks
like
I
just
came
through
a
NASA
space
-
training
centrifuge
.
He
says
,
"
Look
how
beautiful
you
are
…
every
line
of
you
is
a
curve
…
you
look
like
sand
dunes
…
"
(
Indeed
,
I
do
not
think
my
body
has
looked
or
felt
this
relaxed
in
its
life
,
not
since
I
was
maybe
six
months
old
and
my
mother
took
snapshots
of
me
all
blissed
-
out
on
a
towel
on
the
kitchen
counter
after
a
nice
bath
in
the
kitchen
sink
.
)
And
then
he
leads
me
back
to
the
bed
,
saying
,
in
Portuguese
,
"
Vem
,
gostosa
.
"
Come
here
,
my
delicious
one
.
Felipe
is
also
the
endearment
master
.
In
bed
he
slips
into
adoring
me
in
Portuguese
,
so
I
have
graduated
from
being
his
"
lovely
little
darling
"
to
being
his
queridinha
.
(
Literal
translation
:
"
lovely
little
darling
.
"
)
I
’
ve
been
too
lazy
here
in
Bali
to
try
to
learn
Indonesian
or
Balinese
,
but
suddenly
Portuguese
is
coming
easily
to
me
.
Of
course
I
’
m
only
learning
the
pillow
talk
,
but
that
’
s
a
fine
use
of
Portuguese
.
He
says
,
"
Darling
,
you
’
re
going
to
get
sick
of
it
.
You
’
re
going
to
get
bored
of
how
much
I
touch
you
,
and
how
many
times
a
day
I
tell
you
how
beautiful
you
are
.
"
Try
me
,
mister
.
I
’
m
losing
days
here
,
disappearing
under
his
sheets
,
under
his
hands
.
I
like
the
feeling
of
not
knowing
what
the
date
is
.
My
nice
organized
schedule
has
been
blown
away
by
the
breeze
.
I
finally
do
stop
by
to
see
my
medicine
man
one
afternoon
after
a
long
hiatus
of
no
visiting
.
Ketut
sees
the
truth
on
my
face
before
I
say
a
word
.
"
You
found
boyfriend
in
Bali
,
"
he
says
.
"
Yes
,
Ketut
.
"
