Chapter 3
by 
vinaren
Who is your mate?
Maia (18), a brunette girl
This afternoon you quickly went to the city hall. After checking your ticket, you were led to a room.
Inside the room, there was a slender woman. She had brunette hair and brown eyes. You inhaled a deep breath: she was exactly your type.
She greeted you: "Hi, I'm Maia."
The fact that she wore almost nothing made you stun for a while. You could only reply after a minute or so: "Hello, I'm John Dawson."
She touched your face: "You're less handsome than I expected..."
You were embarrassed, so you couldn't think of anything to answer.
Seeing your blush, she laughed: "Don't think I'm disappointed. I fully prepared for an old man or a crippled guy, so you're not the worst case. If you still have doubts, I can prove my love for you. Right here, right now."