Practicing for the tour
The seguinte morning, we were at the Yokohama stadium practicing for the show coming up in a few days. Jessie was sitting in the seats, watching me perform with the dancers. She gave me a thumbs as I laughed while I sung. We were at the dance routine of the song and Jessie cheered me on. Everyone was, really. I smiled as I glided back to the microphone stand and sung the rest of 'Wanna be starting something.' then finished it off with our poses. The rest of the practicing was great! There was a lot of energy and spark in the whole performance. We practiced until 10 o'clock that night. We all left to our hotel rooms “Good job you guys. I hope we can reach the sky seguinte practice." I commented as they all said thanks and goodnight. I watched Jessie walk to her room “Hey, Jessie." I said, trying to catch up with her “Yeah, Michael." Jessie replied as I walked beside her “I was wondering if maybe, we can go eat at one of the Chinese comida restaurants down the rua and maybe enjoy a nice hot bath in my room? " I asked as she giggled “Sounds like fun. What time though?" Jessie asked as I thought about “During the day. Probably 4 o'clock. Yeah, 4o'clock." I replied as she kissed my cheek and went into her room “Wait, your not gonna sleep with me tonight?" I asked, my foot in her room door “Nope, I gotta call Leslie." Jessie said as I kissed her lips and left “Goodnight." I whispered as she smiled “Yeah. Goodnight." Jessie whispered back, her head rested on the door, giving me a sexy look as I closed my door. I blew out all the candles left astray on the floor, leading to the cama and took a bath. While the water ran down my body, I kept thinking about me and Jessie's encounter. Damn...It was so hot and steamy that night. The way she fucked me...oh...damn it was so good. I loved it. I could only think about her and that night. I was in amor with her and I couldn't deny it.
After my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into the room, the phone rung. I picked it up “Hello?" I asked as Jessie answered in a trembled tone “Hey, Michael." I put a worried look on my face.
“What's wrong?" I asked as Jessie sniffled.
“I called Leslie. And my mother answered." Jessie replied as I clenched my pillow.
“Then what happened?" I questioned as Jessie wept silently.
“I asked her where's Leslie. And she said that she was with her new girlfriend. Now I don't know what to think anymore because my mom said that Leslie was beijar her and they are just lovey dovey with each other. I'm just so sad right now and I just want to talk to you, Michael. Because you're a great listener." Jessie explained as I thought about what to say.
“Michael? Please don't ignore me. I need you to say something." Jessie choked up.
“Jessie...you have to leave her. She's hurting you and I don't like that." I advised as she hung up. I was kinda pissed off but I brushed it off. I put on some silk pajamas as the door opened. When it opened all the way, Jessie ran to me and wrapped her arms around my torso and cried in my arms “I amor her though. I just can't. I need her, Michael." She wept hardly.
I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her head lightly and tried to calm her down “Shh, shh. She needs you. You don't need her. You're a great girl. A strong and tender girl. And if Leslie can't see that, she must be blind." I said as she smiled and dried her eyes and kissed me.
“Thank you, Michael."Jessie said as our eyes met and locked on each other. Jessie leaned in as I closed my eyes and leaned in. My lips puckered and we pressed our lips together. We passionately kissed. During the make out session, my hands were searching her body. My hand made it down her shorts, rubbing her clit as she gently pushed me away “I think I should go." Jessie said as I took my hand out her shorts. I nodded as she walked to the door “Thanks again Michael." Jessie said as I opened the door for her “Anytime." I said as she kissed my neck and walked back to her room as I closed my room door. I was kinda disappointed that I couldn't make her feel good sexually. I went to cama and dreamt about Jessie all night long.
The seguinte morning, I woke up early and walked to Jessie's room and knocked on the door “What!?" A voice groaned as I answered “It's Michael." I smiled as the door opened and a woman other than Jessie was standing in front of the door. She had caramelo skin complexion, long, straight hair, and had a bandana around her head. I felt like a little boy, asking if his friend could come out and play. I asked nervously “Who are you?" I asked as she took the lollipop out of her mouth and introduced herself “I'm Leslie...." she said as I thought the thoughts of what I should do. Should I slap her? Should I cus her out? Should I even kill the bitch?! My mind wondered if I should do all. She continued her introduction “...Jessie's girlfriend. You must be Mr.Jackson?" Leslie said as my mind went running around my head like a track runner.
I just couldn't stand her and I haven't met the real her yet