Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Indian Women Nacked Boobs

fanfiction - Step Back - (Chapter 50) Michael Phelps

title: ONE STEP BACK
Author: S. Myrtle
Category: Celebrities - (RPF) Swimming
Rating: +16
Characters: Michael Phelps / Milorad Cavic / Ryan Lochte / Original Character
Disclaimer: Each event is narrated ; a result of pure invention.
Status: forthcoming.
Some considerations: do not have time to post the following ... one is better than nothing. Happy reading!

Chapter 50

House Rebecca Harvey

November 10, 2010

7.00 am

"What's that smell?" Alec asked, entering the kitchen hold your nose with your fingers. "Hey! Becca! Are you listening? "He called aloud, pulling the hem of the petticoat.

"What? Oh, no! That's great! "He said with a grimace of disappointment when he realized the trouble he had done. It was the third morning after burning the pancakes and Alec started to doubt of being able to taste them. He flung open the windows to change the air as the child sits at the table and, looking forlorn, with a fork examined the charred mass. No way, the breakfast was hopelessly to throw in the trash.

"Sorry, I got distracted," he admitted regret, turning his head towards the bunch of sunflowers that he had put on the table.

"Lately, you often daydream. Safe not be sick? "

Rebecca blushed.

'Well, it does not matter "reassured Alec pretending not have appetite. "But now clothes, I do not want to be late." He got in a hurry and ran into the bedroom to rummage in the drawers. "Where is my t-shirt of the Gators? And the glasses that gave me Ryan? Oh! Well! Why do you always put everything in order! When you can not find anything, "muttered the words nervous, chewing on the ground and throwing the pajama top.

The girl raised her eyes to heaven, but refrained from scolding or have any comments and try to be patient. He understood that this was not a day like any other.

joined him in his room and, after kneeling to look under the bed, waved in front of the nose glasses that was looking for, exhumed from a dirty sock and the remains of marshmallow stuck to the floor. "I'm here with a bunch of other things," he said ironically.

Alec jumped on the bed, panting and glancing sideways. "I do not want to go," muttered sulking and playing with the strap of the goggles.

"Are you afraid?"

"No! I just do not want to go. Yes, I've decided. I do not go. "

Becky carefully folded the uniform of the North Baltimore inside the bag, along with the rest of his stuff. The slippers, bathrobe Spiderman and the jacket of the U.S. National that she had given him before leaving Florida, with a promise not to show it around. He had never understood how he had come in possession or who had belonged, but he felt honored to have them and if they ever separated. It was his lucky charm, convinced that one day he would have worn an equal.

Rebecca sat down at the bottom of the bed.

"All right. If you then go back to St. Mary. "

"In Jacksonville?" Stammered taken aback. "Absolutely not!" He said, shaking his head, fearing said seriously. "I mean, now we are here and I'm not going ... and then, here in Florida ... it's too hot!"

She listened patiently for his outburst, trying to remain serious. Finally she let out a smile.

"Move sample, enough with the complaints. Today you have your first race. "

"And if you lose," he asked in a faint voice, curled up on the side because Becky did not notice his eyes bright and excited than he was. He was afraid of not being up to the expectations of women, but could not admit it. But Rebecca also sensed it, acknowledging in her eyes the same fear of Todd.

"It will mean that we will think of something else."

"Eh? What do you mean? "

" Baseball? Horse riding? In fact, I have found. How about gymnastics? According to me you bring, "he joked jumping on the mattress and improvising a dance step. Alec If only he could read in his heart, he would have realized how much she loved him and that his future in swimming could not have any effects on the bond that united them.

"Ugh! That's sissy stuff! "Said railing against the pillow and running them throughout the house. "I am a swimmer! A swimmer, "said puffing his chest, proud of himself.

And they played together, Rebecca's heart beat peaceful, aware of the gift that life had made, making them meet that child. He was happy, despite everything.

knocked on the door and she rushed to open without thinking, with the wind in my throat for the race.

"Hello, love."

Milorad greeted her kissing her lips. His eyes unconsciously slipped back to the ankles, a moment later, along the line of the hips and then linger on the forms of the breast. It had been a long time since he had seen her wearing only a slip, but the physical sensations that caused the woman had not changed. Perhaps Catherine would not have approved, but some of the reactions of her body escaped the control of the will, to how much effort we put. The image of Rebecca just wakes up, with her hair down and rubbed his eyes lit up from the sleep of nostalgia.

"Hello," she whispered embarrassed raising the spaghetti strap slipped down and taking a step back, to protect themselves from intimate look.

Alec, still behind them, stared at them with his mouth open. "But I kissed her!" Spelled with pointing the finger menacingly. "What did he kiss her!" He repeated for the second time astonished.

"Alec, come on. I want to introduce a friend "she said, clearing his voice, trying to stay calm. "He is Milorad. You know, is an athlete, just like you. "

"I know what it's called! It 's the guy who wanted to fuck Michael in Beijing! "Growled all red in the face, clenching his fists at his sides. "Anyway, I kissed her!"

"Alejandro Reyes! I am ashamed of you, but what a way to talk about is this! "Severely reprimanded him frowning, hands on hips. "Ask pardon immediately," we sometimes forget that Alec had grown up on the road, an experience that had hardened and was forced to grow up in quickly.

"But, but ... he has kissed you!" Stammered acted without intent to sell.

"The magic is the record?" Said Cavic curious observer and put his hands in his pockets. "For a start, not bad. Of course, Becky, you will know that men choose their own good "he whispered to your ear not to be heard from Alec.

"It's not funny, Milo" he muttered through clenched teeth, giving him a nudge, "And do not make me regret having agreed to hold the game."

"When you called me to tell me I did not want to believe it."

"You want to stop Starla so stuck! 'Said Alec increasingly annoyed by the presence of Cavic, pulling the girl by the arm away from him. Even if the man was three times higher, perhaps four, had a great desire to pull his fist on the nose, or anywhere he could reach.

"Okay, we made presentations. I get dressed and head, "said Rebecca, leaving Alec's hand, trying to hurry to not leave them alone for too long.

Safe Start? You mean the one coming with us? At my invitation? Why not? "He asked incredulously, knocking insistently at the door of his room," Why, Becca? "

" Hey kid, put the record straight immediately. I do not like a fuss, then get in the car, "ordered Milorad holding the bag at the foot of the bed and out on the landing. "Rebecca and I are together and will be better if we are to adopt rules to get along."

After about half an hour came to the pool of DL Ray's College where the U.S. swimming federation had organized a meeting for the elementary schools of the State of Maryland. Although it was only a meeting between juniors, attended by several sponsors looking for young talent.

Milorad's car slid up the ramp of the parking lot and stopped the Centre in the area reserved for athletes.

"You do not like you," Alec snarled, slamming the door, reaching Bowman, who was gathering all the guys in the team before entering.

"There was really needed to tease him like that?" Said Becky visibly annoyed.

"Come on, let me have some fun '. That child has grit, is a fighter. No compromises and knows what he wants, "said folding his hands behind the neck and leaning back. "I adore you and can not stand that someone can come between you," he said giving her a slap in the nose and winking.

"If this is not the only one to be jealous" insinuated she bent her face aside. "You know, a few days ago I phoned Catherine Miller. You know the director of the WSJ? It was five o'clock in the morning and was under pressure to talk. "

Milorad covered his face with his hand.

"Struck and sunk. What did he say? "Asked the voice, fearing the uncertain response. He lowered the window to let in a little 'fresh air and loosened his scarf.

"What are the most stubborn man I ever met, and ..." he said with a grin, "... and who loves you," he added a moment later, softening the tone of voice. "Basically to keep their distance."

Milorad blushed feeling uncomfortable. "It 'happened by chance, I do not even know how" he mumbled almost feel the duty to apologize to her. "However, we frequented by little and still do not know if ..."

"Do not add other" silenced him begging him not to continue. Milorad just felt through the fabric of his jeans and thick rough fingertips Rebecca scroll read on the thigh, the skin is ACCAPP remembering the past.

"Do not tell me anything. E 'right it, "said continuing to stroke. "You deserve to be happy and I'm happy for you," she murmured, getting out to meet Alec. "Catherine does not want to miss that call and he wanted to put the record straight. If you have agreed to fit your plan is crazy because it keeps us a lot to you. In its place, I would not have been so understanding, "said jokingly. Then he quickly walked away without looking back.

Milorad And while he watched through the glass run by Alec, she felt a flavor bitter rising from the stomach, knowing that now the "Becky's" no longer existed. He loved Catherine, but their relationship was born out of too little time to establish with certainty what he felt.

Anyway, things had gone, he could not pretend that Rebecca was not important to him. His memory still put him at ease and, for this reason, it was more than happy to close it in a drawer, sure to succeed sooner or later, to think of her with greater detachment.

But now it was not appropriate to get caught by sentimentality, and nor was the type of person who would wallow in melancholy long. No, he had a job to accomplish and everything else could wait.

Baltimore

Wilkens Ave, 625

10.00 am

"Michael, is when we got into the car and we go around. Why not you going to ask me? "

swimmer continued to keep our eyes on the road and hands on the wheel, pretending that the subject does not interest him. He looked at the time on the dashboard screen and realized that he was late. He pushed the accelerator and turned down the bypass.

"I just wonder why in recent months spent so much time in Baltimore. I do not think a question out of place, considering that you live in Florida, "said Michael with a detached tone. Or so it would seem.

Ryan did not answer. And after fumble Escalade near the stereo, got up at full volume the last piece of Lil Wayne, his favorite rapper. "You have guessed, is for you who are here," he declared loudly, because Michael clearly felt, despite the loud music.

"You? I do not know who you talk to. You have a new girlfriend? "

" Yeah, right. Continue to pretend not to understand "Ryan muttered, raising an eyebrow and humming the words of that song with clever expression painted on their faces. "And tell me, have you seen her maid with whom Thou hast made merry on Halloween?"

If Michael wanted to play hard, would not be pulled back. The role of Cupid began to keep up close and it was time to put the cards on the table and let those two stubborn to admit their feelings.

"Who, sorry? I can not hear. Beautiful Song, is not it? "Asked whistling the tune, increasing even more the volume on your stereo.

"I I asked Becky if you have revised it after you went to bed, "cried pressing the off button to stop the music.

That question cuts like a razor sharp silence fell suddenly in the car.

Ryan For a moment he regretted being so direct, fearing that his initiative would bring his friend to shut himself in again. He did not want to argue to convince him to retrace his steps, the more he believed it was right to not force it. Rebecca had her faults and decide to forgive was a decision that only Michael could take.

There was a pause.

"No. I do not know where to look and even what to say, "she admitted leaving Ryan seriously amazed.

could not believe his ears. Michael Phelps finally it was decided to lower the defenses and put aside his stubborn pride. The mere fact of talking to her was a huge step forward, considering that the subject was banished from their conversations for nearly a year.

"You knew that Rebecca was the maid?"

Michael nodded. "The first I knew if I had not drunk so much that night. I realized only at the end, when we ... Well, 'when none of your business "said, blushing.

"Now what do you mean?"

not know what to say, torn between the desire to hold her still and resentment that forced him to reject it. He had hurt and did not believe you can forgive her. Every time I thought she came back to mind the words of contempt that he had heard with his ears that day in front of lawyers.

He turned north and after about ten minutes the car stopped next to Rey's College.

"Do you think people can change," he asked turning off the engine.

"I do not know, but sometimes worth it to grant a second chance. She deserves it, trust me. "

Michael turned in his direction, staring thoughtfully. Accept advice Doggie was always a high risk decision. He smiled thinking about it.

But a moment later he returned again seriously.

Since they were now professionals were addressed several times in the race but, despite the defeats, this was the first time I felt jealous of Ryan. Rebecca had got to know him much better than he could and spoke of her as if she was part of his life for some time. And that was a mouthful that was hard to swallow.

"He learned to swim," he asked, looking down so to hide the embarrassment. Thoughts traveled fast to break up against the image of Rebecca in the arms of Ryan, like that day in the pool. Teach her to swim up to him and nobody else. But it was no use crying about the past.

"Forget it. I gave air to the mouth without thinking. Forget this nonsense, "he said, shaking his head. "Come on, let's move. I do not want to miss races Alec "said getting out.

"A ... Alec?"

"Yes, that little boy who is keeping an eye Bowman. I had talked about you, remember? Is something wrong? What is that face? "

" No, for me is fine, "he whispered nervously rubbing his thumbs against the palm of your hand. "Let's go," he said looking straight ahead, "But next time you feel when you take certain initiatives."

Perhaps fate was bringing the streets of Michael and Rebecca and a turning point, after all, was not to go along with a bad idea. Sooner or later they had to meet and talk.

Meanwhile, near the tank floor ...

"I can not resist. Is still much, "asked devouring her nails, watching Alec hot poolside with other children who attended the meeting. He stood on the sidelines waving their arms above their heads, with the glasses that had given Ryan placed above the cuff of NBAC.

Standing beside him, Bowman spoke of who knows that. And Becky would have given anything to hear their conversation. He felt excluded from that world made of water and chlorine, which in one way or another, toghether all the people he had loved.

"Patience has never been your best talent," said Milorad amused by his apprehension, sitting in the stands. She seemed genuinely affected by the situation and anxious about the fate of Alec. Milorad never suspected that his friend possessed a maternal instinct so strong.

In the past, had proposed to have a child, but that was the most extreme attempt to keep her tied to him, a real desire to put into practice. He smiled to himself thinking how it was silly of her to behave well and how their relationship had weakened him. Becky had always been love damn complicated and probably leave was the best decision for both.

"You'll get used to it. Have you any idea how many races will have to address before becoming a professional? "

" I know, there is no need I remember him. I do not think just do it "he sighed, shaking, holding a hand on his chest. "I'm going to get a coffee, I bring you something?"

Ten minutes after Rebecca had moved away, Cavic reached Ryan in the stands.

"Shit, Milo! What are you doing here? "He asked with wide eyes, surprised to find him there. "Where's Becky?"

"Hey Doggie, I'm glad there is you, too, can be useful ".

"Profit? Why did not you warn me? Today you have decided to make all of your head? Me, you and Catherine are a team, like Charlie's Angels! Certain information should move, damn it! "

" What are you talking about? "Said Milorad perplexed and confused by its usual chatter," Anyway, Charlie's Angels were women. Do I look like a woman, me? "Pointed out to him crossing his arms.

"But it is pointless, maybe ... "

" Shut up! "

" Eh? "

" E 'come. We counted. Get ready, it enters the scene. "

Ryan saw the director of Lersik talk to some coaches in the middle. Just like Cavic had imagined, Yusupov was also presented at that meeting of swimming, to search for new talent to enter the stable Lersik. A shiver ran down my spine when she saw Alec and exchange a few words. Fortunately Bowman, who do not lose sight, called him back near the bench where there were his teammates.

Ryan sat down, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Milo, do not be offended, but your plan continues to be a shit".

"Very nice, Ryan. The same goes for you. "

"What plan? I do not know you talking about "he lied, pretending not to understand, although it was clear that Cavic knew what he was plotting.

"Really? Phelps will not ever forgive. Although it is not solely responsible, it still doped. You think that will ever look at her without fearing that might happen again? If so, do not know your boyfriend. "

"She's not yours anymore," said Ryan supporting the eye without fear, "Do not forget it."

Cavic ignored his challenge. Both were high on the situation and react was the best way to ditching all their efforts.

"Do as you like, but remember what is our goal. Moreover I do not care. "

Meanwhile, near the cafeteria of the College's Ray ...

"I would like a coffee-milk shake with hazelnut cream and adding a little 'cream, thanks, "he said, licking his lips. With everything that had happened had not yet been able to do breakfast and that she became unmanageable.

grabbed the tray and looked around for a vacant table. The hall was crowded and did not want to stay in the midst of all that confusion. He had the nerves on edge, because the prospect of reviewing Yusupov disgusted that day. But Cavic had insisted so much to convince her that eventually gave way, but would have preferred to enjoy in peace the first day of competition of his Alec.

He climbed the stairs without a precise destination, wandering in search of a corner to make nests and enjoy your breakfast in peace. Sat on a step, put the tray down and took a sip of coffee-milk which had ordered.

"Exquisite" he whispered, holding it with both hands above her knees curled up. A current of cold air crept under her shirt, making her shiver. Someone behind her had just come from one of the outputs of the service center, forgetting to close it.

glimpsed the shadow of a whiz kid next door and down the stairs quickly.

"The portaaa" cried she, looking annoyed. That morning, the cold air smelled of snow.

"Excuse me, but I'm in a hurry," replied the man glanced quickly out of the corner of the eye. But not enough to recognize it.

Michael froze standing on the stairs. He swallowed with difficulty and turned.

Rebecca opened her mouth and closed it.

Building.

He took a few steps in his direction.

One, two, five steps. One foot after another, slowly, without taking his eyes off her.

[READ]

Saturday, November 20, 2010

How Many Panadols Does It Take To Die?

fanfiction - Step Back - (Chapter 49)

title: ONE STEP BACK
Author: S. Myrtle
Category: Celebrities - (RPF) Swimming
Rating: +16
Characters: Michael Phelps / Milorad Cavic / Original Character /
Disclaimer: Every event narrated is the result of pure invention.
Status: forthcoming.
Some considerations: Only one chapter this week ... retrieve the next. I love sunflowers perhaps more of red roses, though I think white roses are the flowers most suitable for declaring a great love. I wonder if Michael ever will give to someone white roses ... Happy weekend and happy reading!

Chapter 49

Baltimore (MY)

Walters Art Museum

November 4, 2010

15.00

scanned the picture on the wall for five minutes, with curious eyes. As if any minute a magic power were to manifest, making some amazing miracle.

Yet nothing. As you concentrate and try to find a way, Milorad Cavic, on the canvas, he saw nothing but upside-down buckets of color at random some eccentric artist. It mattered little that the recorded voice in the earpiece defining the painting a masterpiece of contemporary art.

When Rebecca came to the wardrobe in the hall of the Museum gave her burgundy wool coat, scarf and hat. And with light steps ascended the stairs to find him.

hours in front of the cabinet had been undecided about what to wear. To say nothing of hairdressing, makeup and shoes to match the dress.

came on top of looking around, accompanied by a feeling joy. Maybe it was not reasonable, but she was burning, the joy embrace him once more that the fear of being embarrassed in doing so. To date this had much to do in preparation: he hoped that he would find her beautiful as ever.

And when she saw him standing in front of that big picture which occupied the entire wall, he could not restrain himself, he stopped thinking and ran like a child from school.

"Milo!" He said, his voice filled with jumping on his back and throwing her arms around his neck. "I missed you!"

The boy soften the blow with its reflections, lifting his arms under the knees.

"You too, Becky," he murmured a bit 'awkward. A part of him, the most rational and balanced, told him to keep their distance and show frowning. After the woman was deceived and betrayed him with another man. But the most genuine and sincere side of his consciousness was mortally tired of defending her and only wanted to bury every aspiration, once and for all.

"This is not a playground! "rebuked them the caretaker of the hall, asking them not to raise their voices and stop getting so worked up.

"Excuse us," said Milorad Becky and slide off her back, under the stern eyes of the man. Rebecca smiled, amused by the sense of embarrassment that the swimmer was trying to hide gesturing with his hands.

"Milo Come, let your doorstep. You doin '? "Church walk under his arm.

walked for a bit ', between the salt of the Gallery, as a well-matched pair of lovers, not to mention anything. As if their last meeting had not spent almost a year and about two tons of problems.

"We drink something?" Milorad suggested.

She nodded, clinging to his arm and his cheek resting on his shoulder. The smell of his leather jacket and the sound of gentle and reassuring voice recalled his time in London. Even for a short time, was happy in that house that smelled of vanilla.

"If you asked me to meet means that Ryan has not kept his mouth shut," he said seriously pressing the button to call the elevator and go down in the basement. "So much better that way, sooner or later you had to know."

Rebecca said nothing and followed him in a secluded corner of the Coffee Museum, where you sit on a bench, side by side.

"So? Would you tell me what you think? "Insisted Milorad teased by stubborn silence of women. Becky stared at the table, deep in thought, worried about the consequences that that afternoon he had on his life.

Milorad reached out to her and began to play with a lock of her hair. "I have grown back," murmured the voice of melancholy.

She spun around.

"Why did you want to stick their nose into this?" Said grim, stirring sugar into his coffee cup. "What do you hope to achieve? Explain, why not get there. "

Milorad let go of her hair. He grabbed the martini he had ordered and took a sip, trying to rinse away that moment of nostalgia that swept him only a moment before.

"I do not like that Yusupov if the cables so easily, that's all. Anyway, it's too late to turn back. "

Rebecca began to shake her legs, grabbing your knees with your hands. He recognized that light in his eyes and did not promise anything good. "Yeah, I heard about your trip to Mexico," he said sarcastically, raising the corners of the mouth.

"Since you insist on supporting the innocence of that bastard I had to do it my way."

"You have to stop with this story," claims loudly and staring serious.

"You know that I will not," replied calmly, "But I can not succeed alone."

The girl stopped her eye on him, with parted lips. He rubbed his forehead, to regret meeting him. Every ounce of common sense suggested to raise the heels and go home, no more questions. But he must know what Milorad had made up his mind.

"What do you mean?" He asked trying to bring out the voice.

The boy thought about this for a moment, then shrugged. Sooner or later they would have to let them know of his plan and he might as well do it right away.

"I need your help, Becky. "

He turned his face to the side, looking uneasy. A shudder ran through the back making them the creeps. She leaned against the couch and shook my belly to try to keep warm. too many things had happened last week and damn fast. First, the night of love and time spent with Michael Milorad air that threatened to throw all his certainty. "Continue" she whispered fearfully.

"I want them back together."

She opened her eyes, astonished. He could not say a word. He just stared at, as pale as fresh snow.

Milorad managed to stay only for a few moments, then burst out laughing, rubbing his eyes with one hand. "Oh Becky, I'm not so masochistic. I do not make the same mistake twice. Quiet, we just pretend. "

"Pretend? Why, "asked surprised by his proposal.

He suddenly turned serious. "Because only then can we scare him."

"You crazy! I do not know what you're talking, "cried the agitated pushing hair from her face. "You can not ask this, it took me a year to get out and now you ..." his voice muffled by a swallowed sob.

"Sorry, but you gave me the choice" apologized to disappointed and hurt by guilt for having been forced to involve her.

Grabbed her hand and warmed with his own, gently massaging it. "You lied and you shoulder the blame for everything. It took me a while 'to understand, but in the end it was all clear, "he said moving a lock behind his ear. "You wanted to end this story as quickly as possible and make sure that Michael will come out clean.

Rebecca's breathing was heavy and fast.

"And if it is? I'm fine and he did not runs no more danger, "muttered about to cry.

"Oh Becky, can not you see? Yusupov not surrender and eventually find a way to get what he wants. And even if Michael were to get away, what will prevent him from doing the same trick with another swimmer? That 's what you want? If I help, we could put an end to this affair. "

"No!" He concluded, decided to give up on his. "What should I do? I can not leave Baltimore! And then, what will happen to Alec? No, no ... it's all so absurd. "

"Calm down" he whispered hugging her. "You're not alone, Ryan and Catherine will give us a hand."

Becky looked up and a faint smile on her lips gave way. "Sure, we know that Doggie help is really comforting."

Milorad raised an eyebrow, mention making them understand your concern.

"Listen to me, pretend to approach and try something new to each other and when the Yusupov has been able, I am sure that he will commit some foolish, frightened by the idea that you can tell me the truth. And we'll be ready to catch him. "

"Christ, you talk like Ryan, now! You are an athlete, not a police officer, "exclaimed jumping up and hugging her elbows. "No, my answer is no. It 'my fault, I should not call you. Forgive and forget this meeting Yusupov. "

hurried away without looking back even once.

North Baltimore Aquatic Club

5700 Cottonworth Ave

Baltimore, MD

November 5, 2010

"$ 250 for a bottle of wine and stinky fish eggs? But are you stoned? "Ryan yelled the other side of the phone completely out of his mind. Michael went off the handset from the ear to muffle the cries, as he motioned to Bob to love him speak. "Yes, yes, of course Doggie, you're right. Excuse me, but now I must go. We'll talk about next time. " And the conversation ended abruptly.

"Everything okay?" Bowman asked by his suspicious manner, fearing that the weekend Michael and Ryan were driven into trouble. A swimmer had more than enough to look after, so much did not like the increasingly frequent visits to his friend Lochte did.

"Everything okay, you know that Doggie, goes to parties, drinks like a sponge and then complains about the account," he said smiling and putting in balance on its hind legs of the chair.

The man nodded, preferring not investigate further.

"Bob, you and I must talk," said the boy trying to return seriously.

"What, exactly," he asked absent-minded, bureaucratic paperwork filled out and accumulated over time.

"You're not listening to me, right?" Church observes deal with the calculator. He jumped off his chair and sat down on the desk of his coach. He wrote something in a hurry on a piece of paper, folded it in half and placed it in his hands.

"What's that?" Bob asked in amazement, raising his brow.

"My goals for London 2012."

"It 's a joke?" Asked the other, eyes wide.

Michael smiled. "Never been so serious. Only one race: the hundred-fashioned.

That statement captured the full attention of Bowman, who now stared dumb, trying to figure out if by chance he was drunk or something.

'Well? You have no comment to make? "Said a bit 'surprised by the silence.

Bob put his glasses on the table and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Are you telling me you want to play around in a specialty where most probably could not even reach the final? Do you realize that your risk of closing the last Olympics with zero medals? "

" Perfectly. "

Her tone of voice is not concealed the least uncertainty. Not since the Beijing Bowman could see that fire burning in his eyes. In recent months, Michael had trained with little conviction and not more than once presented himself at the pool, causing fear of losing it as an athlete. Review this expression and show the will to fight was exciting.

"Why are you doing?"

Michael puffed out his cheeks, embarrassed, and walked her back to him toward the door. "We say that a person asked me not to throw my life and I intend to listen. "

"This means that you have closed the party, your girlfriends and all the rest?"

"More or less," said forward with his hands in his pockets.

"Tomorrow at 5.15. On time. "

Michael nodded. Finally it was decided to get serious and Bowman, though it was crazy that project, was willing to help him hit his target, happy to have found his shark.

Baltimore (MD)

Apartment Rebecca Harvey

November 7, 2010

;

two days had passed since he had Milorad made aware of his plan and had not yet made a decision. He kept turning over in bed, unable to unravel the tangle of his thoughts. Although he refused, he did nothing but think about the possible consequences of that choice. The swimmer Yusupov had reason to think that sooner or later he would find a way to strike again. And with you Michael.

The cotton undershirt clung to the back because of sweat. The front of the blaze, and her heart was pounding, this time because of a nice cold. In recent days had neglected leaving his concerns had the best health.

"Becca, I'm going" Alec felt his head coming out through the door of the room.

The girl was dragged Seated on the bed, her eyes were shiny and a little 'puffy. "Wait, now I get up. I do not dare to let you go alone. "

mention just lift the covers that seemed interwoven with threads of cement, so he felt weak.

"Come on, Becca. Trust me! "Blew a kiss on her fingers and ran out of the house before I could stop.

"Call me when you arrive and ..." a cough kept her from continuing, "do you ... attention, "concluded when it was already far away.

He had just fallen asleep when the phone ring made her jump, projecting them gasp.

"Alec, are you?" He asked dazed picking up the receiver.

"No, but I can not wait to get to know your little friend," answered a female voice, paralyzing.

"Catherine?"

North Baltimore Aquatic Club

Baltimore, MD

18.00

"And for today we finished, "said aloud Escalade throwing the bag on the seat for training. He started and went home, exhausted but fully satisfied with the work done.

He had just turned the corner on I-43, directed to the Inner Harbor, when he saw Alec with his nose and hands glued to the window of a candy store. He pulled to the curb and called attention to two beeps.

"Alec! What are you doing here alone? "

" Look, Becca is ill and was unable to come get me, "he admitted without shame not to have anyone else who could look after him.

Michael brooded thoughtfully.

"Next, jump up. I'll walk you home. You're too small to pass through Baltimore on its own. "

He obeyed. And then had never climbed into a car like that fabulous. While Michael was driving in traffic, Alec looked inside the car with your eyes wide open, asking a thousand questions about power consumption and operation of the braking system.

Michael loved to talk about these things, speech that only men could appreciate, as always Ryan reminded him. And this did not want to blame him.

Suddenly the words of Alec she was sad. He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans looking for some change, hoping that something had been moved from the small amount that Rebecca had given him for the day. But, much to his disappointment, he realized that, yes and no, his savings amounted to four dollars. Far too little for what he had in mind.

'Well ... what happened? "Said Michael noticed the corner of the enraged expression.

"Today Becca's birthday is "mumbled playing with your thumbs," and think of her a present. "

"It seems a good idea, and then I think that ..." she gave a quick look to change the child's legs, "... four bucks you can buy a greeting card bad & rdquo ;.

Alec lifted her nose looking at him in amazement. "A ticket?"

"Yes" said turning off the main road and stop your car in front of a flower shop. "A ticket to a bouquet of sunflowers."

The child still did not understand.

"Let's do this, the flowers will be my birthday present for your Becca while you choose the best greeting card throughout Baltimore. All right? "

After about twenty minutes they reached the building where he lived Alec. Michael turned off the engine and put a hand on his shoulder. "You'll see, liked. The girls go crazy for sunflowers, "he said with a wink.

He smiled.

"Come on Mike, come inside. I want to present. And 'nice ... almost always mean "reflecting muttered aloud,' Well, maybe not so much when he screams for me to do homework or get angry because I lower the toilet seat" continued serious folding his arms.

"I guess," said Michael trying not to smile, "You know, women have set up this thing, but you try to be patient."

"So are you from? Come on, Mike! Maybe you find it too cute. To me it seems pretty short, I think. You do not have a girlfriend, right? "He asked with honest eyes.

"What did you say?" Stammered the swimmer by surprise.

not believed to be reduced so bad to be combined on a blind date by a boy of eight years. And then they put some situations more uncomfortable, making him do a lot of stupid things. Type pull up the nose, the wine spill on the tablecloth clean and regularly say the wrong thing at the wrong time. When stirred, as far as not wanted, the clumsy teenager who carried out a re-awakening within him to embarrass him.

"I do not think the case is" beating around the bush, taking time and looking for a plausible excuse.

But Alec was a true force of nature and if you put something in the head persisted till you drop, just like all children his age. He ran out of the car and opened the door by pulling on one arm, "Come on, Mike! Come on! ", While his other hand trying not to spoil the bunch of flowers that his friend had bought.

"Becca will be happy to have you for dinner! The always talk about you. He says you're not so bad, even if Ryan Lochte is stronger than you now. "

"Ah ... It says so ..." said Michael stung and yet intrigued by that comment.

him to the door, holding the bag lifted from his shoulders to help bear them. "Now I have to go small." He took a pen and a concentrated expression, he wrote something on the greeting card. "From a kiss from me. I am sure that sooner or later we shall know. "

"But ... No, Mike ..."

The tousled hair with his fingers to salute him, making him curl the nose, and walked to the car. Alec was a little 'disappointed, but at the same time happy to celebrate the twenty-fifth birthday Rebecca.

opened the door and broke free from his bag, throwing it on the ground. Then like a bolt of lightning strokes in his arms calling loudly. "Becca, Becca! I'm home. " He jumped on the bed without letting it speak. "Congratulations Becca!" Cried brimming with joy.

"Oh, Alec," he whispered, pulling up and taking a swig of hot tea. "How did you remember? "surprise asked, blowing her nose.

"Wait, do not say anything. Close your eyes. "

She contented with his hands covering.

"So? Can I open them? Ma? Ooohhh ... I'm beautiful. " Gasped touching the petals of some beautiful flowers that had put the baby in her lap. "Where did you get the money to buy them?"

"Actually, someone helped me. But I bought the ticket. Do you like? "

He said nothing.

"Becca, are you okay? Do not you like them? "

put them on the bed and hugged him tightly in his arms, brightening.

"I love you. You know that, right? "

" I Becca, but not too tight, suffocating. "

"OK" muttered letting go, trying to hold back the tears, "Go get changed. Pizza on the couch tonight. "

And while he hopped away, she opened the note and read it carefully. He said only "Happy Birthday", signed: Alejandro Reyes.

smiled, touched. Alec did not have a particular fantasy, but with those two simple words had been able to express his love for her. And that Rebecca knew it.

He put the ticket on the sheets for the event and saw something written on the back. It was the handwriting of an adult if a little 'messy.

a drip with all my heart, the best mother that Alec could meet Michael Phelps.

At that moment the child went into the room.

mumbled something from it while putting on his pajama shirt, "Ah! I forgot ... Sunflowers are a gift from Michael. "

[READ]