Yes, married to a young gorgeous Brazilian Girl

I find myself in a bathroom, the bathroom is huge in matter fact bigger than probably my apartment in my previous life. I am wearing a bathrobe, inside the bathrobe, I pull out a diamond necklace on the box it says 'Izabel Doe' and with reservations at an exclusive restaurant.

She is knocking on the door and says, "You have to hurry or you will be late."

I come out of the room and is looking at a gorgeous Latin women in front of you, she appears to be 18 years my junior, in her twenties. She has a curvy figure and couple inches taller than you, with a tits as big as large oranges. I also notice that she perfectly tan. I manage to say, "Izabel, sorry I am little bewildered."

She gives me a normal stare and says, "This your way telling me that you forgot about our anniversary."

I say, "No honey."

She says something in Portuguese.

I say, "Okay, here is your gift."

I give her necklace and I give her a kiss.

As she enters the bathroom, I look on the wall and notice pictures of our wedding and news clipping framed that says, 'Brazilian model chooses dirty old pervert'.

I then go into another room that happens to be a closet that appears to just your stuff. I try to concentrate and wonder how saving Sara could have changed your life so much. I suddenly feel new images racing thru your head.