michaeljasmine

 As the car dorve away from the hotel Diana peered back at Michael, leaing out of the balcony to watch her. She giggled a little.  "Where to?" The driver asked. She turned and saw his appearance in the mirror. He was older and blad. In some way he reminded her of her own father.  "Uh, just around the corner's fine." She replied. He nodded and pulled to a stop at the red light. Suddenly Diana remembered something. She unzipped the tiny pocket in her jacket and yanked out a blonde wig. The hair lay straight and short. She pulled the pony tail into the inside of the wig and checked for any bulging hairs in the hair line. As she did this sh