Return from Capetown

George Duroy Letter: "So we are back from Cape Town. Half of the models were instantly laid up in bed by all sorts of flu and diarrhea viruses. From an average temperature of 90+F we are down to reality of 45 and the suntan is quickly evaporating. My favorite toothless black maid Nanana is gone and burly blond valkyry Silvia is back in charge of my household. The radio is playing the McGuire sisters ('Sincerely'), Dolph is doing school assignments in his bedroom while Sascha Chaykin is bumming around trying to attract my attention. He has a spent a month or two in the gym to regain his original shape. From what I can see, he succeeded.
I admit I miss the terrace overseeing white sandy beaches and the ocean and lazy early morning coffee. I also miss little Kevin (see the picture). Every morning he slipped in my room and crawled under bottom part of my blanket like a Sioux Indian. On his way up he would stop for a short blowjob. When he felt I had woken up, his smiley face would stick out from underneath the blanket. His 'Good Morning, Mr. George!' sounded remarkably close to Marylin Monroe's 'Happy birtday, Mr. President!'.
The McGuire Sisters have arrived at 'It may sound Silly'. Time to go. Happy Easter. Sincerely yours - Mr.GEORGE."