Michael Jackson ♥

Before Michael knew it, the dia had finally arrived. Michael was feeling excited and nervous at the same time. He spent the whole dia with Diane since they were off work that day. Despite being occupied spending time with Diane michael still found time to bug Alicia por constantly texting her because he was so worried that something was going to go wrong with the surprise.

The texting conversation between Michael and Alicia
Michael: oi im really nervous about tonight
Alicia: Nervous about what?
Michael: I dont know what if something goes wrong?
Alicia: Michael nothing is going to go wrong so stop...

Michael opened his eyes and quickly gasped in some air. He lie still panting for a moment trying to understand what had happened and where he was. Much to his relief, he soon realised he was alone in his room at the Jackson family estate in Encino. He was lieing flat on his back in cama it was still very dark with the exception of a night light. His wide eye searched about the room for comfort; answers. Did he really just dream that?

His own hand, he discovered, was wrapped tightly around his own manhood which was distressingly hard. He quickly released it and sat up covering his face with both...

"Hey Mike wait up!" the director call, michael turned around. "Yes?" , "I wanted to ask you something." the director replied. "Sure..whats up?" Michael said. "I heard you and Diane have been looking for a nanny and i think i know someone who would be perfect for the job." the director explained. "Oh great who?" Michael asked with interest. "My daughters best friend Beth." , "Well thats great...here i guess tell your daughter to tell Beth to give me a call and we can arrange a meeting." Michael said as he took a small slip of paper and a pen from his camisa pocket and jotted down his number and...

Right after Michael fell asleep, I head CREAK CREAK CREAK again. I shook him violently, and he woke back up.

"My God, what do you want now?" He whined.

"Listen!" I whispered. We didn't say anything, and sure enough, five minutos later we heard CREAK CREAK CREAK. I took out my iPhone and searched up if new floors can creak. I showed Michael it said that they could.

"Get your clothes on, someone's going down tonight." We got up and threw on our clothes. Michael went over to the closet, pulled out a leather jacket, and put it on me. "In case we get mais than we bargained for, I don't want you to...