michael

It was muggy and escuro, nublado as 28 ano old michael jackson pulled up to his new civil war era mansion. The house was two stories high, made of white brick, and surrounded por a canopy of oak trees. Vines growing all around and over its coloums. "This place looks kinda creepy." Michael thought to himself as he made his way up the worn brick pathway leading to the house. When michael walked in the door made a loud creaking noise.

The inside was stunning, michael had just had it fixed up so he could mover it. All the hardwood flooring had been restored, a big glorious chandiller hung in the enterance...

I slowly turned around to see the handsome angel I grew to love, staring at me in the eyes while laying there with nothing but his silky black pajama pants. I was in pure happiness to see that he was home. "Michael! What are you doing here?" he didn't answer. He just leaned towards me and gave me a slow passionate kiss. I kissed him back as I began to cry seeing and feeling him here at home. I never shut my eyes as we kissed. I wanted to see him. Michael slowly rolled onto me and just kissed me slowly as if this was the last time forever. I didn't mind because I never got tired of his touch....

*Warning: This part is about how Michael and Taylor spend the rest of their romantic night together. Basically, it's like an MJ fantasia that you would find on YouTube. Lol*




We finally got início and Michael had opened the door, letting me in first. He then shut the door behind him with his eyes still looking me up and down while locking the door. "Do you want to go upstairs and finish where we left off from the oat ride?" he whispered seductively in my ear. He stood behind me with arms around me and me close to his warm body. "Yeah. Let's go." I started to walk up the stairs with Michael right...

It was the summer of 2006 that my whole world would be changed forever. I was only seventeen at the time. I lived in a very small town in Vermont with my parents and my snotty nineteen ano old sister. Oh where are my manners, my name is Courtney Brown or should I say Courtney Jackson. But i'll get to that in a little while, first I want to tell you a little bit mais about me. During the summers I would work in this pizza place so I would earn extra money, (well that's what I told everyone but the real reason was so I didn't have to hear my parents argue.) My princess sister Heather (that's...

Over the seguinte two weeks, Michael and I were helping Frank put the finishing touches on the poster for Moonwalker's premiere showing the seguinte week. We had even made miniature versions of it to autograph for the fãs in person. Michael had dreamed about Moonwalker and thought that maybe only 100-2000 people would see it. That became the estimated goal for him and he told Frank that.
"Michael, don't think it's not gonna be popular. It will be. I'm sure that there will be mais people than that watching it." He said.
"We'll see, Frank. We'll see. But I still think maybe 100-2000 people will watch...

Not long after Diane went upstairs michael came início from work. "Michael I think you should go talk to Diane I showed her everything and I think she feels really bad for what she said." Alicia said. Michael said nothing and went upstairs, he walked in the the bedroom to find Diane on the the cama crying hestarically. Michael walked over and laid in the cama seguinte to her. "shhhh it's okay I'm here." Michael said wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly. "Michael.....I'm so...sorry...I'm so sorry that I tried to end my life over something stupid." Diane sniffled. "It's okay Diane I forgive...

Michael felt so seguro and secure in the darkness that surrounded him. Even with his smooth caramelo skin completly exposed he felt comfort. He did not open his eyes. His breath was slow and concentrated and his senses high; he didn't need to see. He only needed to feel. His coração began to race with the passing seconds.

Michael ran a hand over his curvy thigh and another through his loose, dark curls. His lover's mouth massaged his most aching part as he began to moan in ecstasy. The pressure was building in him so rapidly that he knew he would soon succumb, but to what, he was unsure. He only...

Despite what happened michael decides to not tell Diane about what happened. Also they still let Beth Babysit because they dont want to upset their Bosses daughter seeing that Beth is her friend. As a percaution before heading to work michael locks all the rooms in the house except the bathroom of course but all the guest bedrooms, michael and Dianes room, michael's office and the libaray are all locked and michael puts the keys into his pocket so Beth wont ever be able to find them.

Michael has just arrived início from work when he sees Beth standing right outside his front door. "Is something...

Diane awoke early the seguinte morning, realizing that it was saturday morning and she didnt have to go to work. She then laid her head back on michael's chest and tried to go back to sleep, but couldnt. So Diane slowly got up, without waking michael and headed into the bathroom and took a shower. Afterward she put on her roupão de banho and went to her closet to find some clothes. "You're up early." a voice said, Diane turned around to see that michael was awake. "I woke up and couldnt go back to sleep..so i just decided to go ahead and get up." Diane said. Michael said nothing and closed it his eyes...

A mês has passed since the wedding and the honeymoon. Unfortunately one week after they came back from their honeymoon azevinho, holly got the flu terribly which she is still trying to get over. Other then that Michael and azevinho, holly have been blissfully happy with each other.

One evening the whole family is having jantar together in the dinning room. azevinho, holly hasn't felt good all day. When the maid serves the main course, just looking at it is making her sick. Michael looks over at her and knows something is wrong. "'Holl' are you alright?" "Uh yea its just my stomach dosen't feel to well that's all." Katherine...

"I'm gunna miss you. When will I see you again?" Michael asked. "Soon, Michael. I promise. Very soon."As released each other's grip, we looked at each other for one last time for the night. Without even thinking, I noticed we were leaning into each other slowly and Michael wasn't looking into my eyes anymore. He was staring at my lips.



I closed my eyes knowing what was going to happen. Once when my eyes shut, I felt Michael's sweet, soft, smooth lips against mine. Michael kissed me so slowly, smoothly and passionately that I didn't want him to stop. Just the way he caressed my lips with his...