<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1f/Guilherme_Leao_2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Andres Oliveira<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - high diver and SCUBA diver<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>8/1/17 | mid-day<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On a ship during a cruise<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Swimming trunks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Randi Lynn Warner<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/><br/><strong>"Very good!  <em>Excelente</em>.  You are making the right sounds.  Now rhythm - just not so slow.  Not so... exaggerated.  Natural.  '<em>Me bay jee</em>.'"</strong><br/><br/>He held his own chin and repeated it correctly.  Then his other hand went to her chin, to feel the rhythm of her chin going down and up.  He adjusted his position so that instead of sitting beside her facing the same direction, he was sitting beside her facing the opposite direction.  His right thigh was pressed up against her right thigh.<br/><br/>Then he took his hand off his own chin and put her hand on his chin.  He took turns saying the phrase with her.<br/><br/><strong>"<em>Me bay jee</em>...  <em>Me bay jee</em>...  <em>Me bay jee</em>."</strong><br/><br/>After a while, she seemed to have it right.<br/><br/><strong>"Okay, now we build on that.  '<em>Me beije suavemente</em>.'  Me BAY jee, swa va MEN chee."</strong><br/><br/>After that, another one.<br/><br/><strong>"'<em>Me beije agora</em>.'  Me BAY jee, a GOR ah."</strong><br/><br/>He let her practice that some more.<br/><br/><strong>"To some, the language of love is not French, but Portuguese.  You are learning quickly, but there is much more to learn.  You are a good student, and I would love to teach you.  Keep practicing.  <em>Me beije suavemente.</em>  <em>Me beije agora.</em>  Three more times, if you please.  You speak beautifully."</strong><br/><br/>He leaned toward her a bit, letting her say it closer to his ear.<br/><br/><strong>"Mmm.  Like music.  Do you know what you are saying?  It means 'Kiss me softly.  Kiss me now.'  If you say it again, it's not for practice, Rand Lynn.  It is for real."</strong><br/><br/>His fingers traced from the top of her hairline to her temple, then to a strand of hair that he tucked behind her ear.  He traced her jaw to her chin, then leaned in closer.<br/>