KING OF POP

Even after Michael left to go back to Brazil things were still not settled between Michael and Holly. The only time they would talk was on the phone for ten minutes, and only then they would talk about the progress on the house or Jenny. So after two months azevinho, holly decided to go suprise Michael in Dallas and maybe they could work things out.

Holly arrived at Fort Worth airport in a complete disguise so know one would reconize her. She went straight to the arena were Michael was preforming. When she arrived at the stadium she went backstage to try and find him. She kept looking and looking but...

after michelle finished her sentence michael was about to answer until there was a knock at the door but who was it michael asked who it was before he opened the door it was just a aleatório person lost there way michael didnt even answer it he just let one of his security guards handle it as michael turned back to michelle he said to answer your pergunta of course we can hang out i just have to check if im free or not michelle had this glow in her eyes filled with excitement as michelle asked michael would he like to come over her house and hang out with her there michael said sure i could do...

After figuring out what to do to understand who or what was causing all these weird things to happen to them, Diane installed security cameras all outside the house and one in the dining room. Michael also had one facing the front gate of Neverland. Also michael got a better burgalar alarm installed in the home. With all the new atualizações ans everything michael and Diane feel alot safer

Diane is getting jantar ready when she hears michael and the girls walk in through the front door. "Mommy!Mommy look what i drew in school today!" Abby exclaimed as she ran into the cozinha to show Diane what...

"Michael?" he heard his name called through the doors.

"What is it?"

"Can you come here?" Michael paused and then reentered his bedroom.

The sight that hit him was a dream. Stray candles all around his room had been lit, his patio doors had been opened letting in the fresh storm air, and there, in the middle of his own bed, was his biggest and darkest fantasy. Mark's masculine figure was lying, bare, with his sparkly comforter pulled just high enough to make Michael's head spin.

"Mark...," Michael whispered. Mark looked back at him with such eyes. Michael knew what he wanted now for sure; it was...

Later that night, Michael sat alone in his living room at the newly crisened Neverland Valley Ranch. He sat thinking in front of the fire, tracing a long finger lazily around the rim of his wine glass. Actually, he wasn't getting much thinking done at all. The only thought he'd been able to entertain was his and Mark's scene earlier.

Michael had come início and, after dinner, promptly attacked the wine cellar. He was not upset with himself for behaving the way he had, but he did want to calm down. He kept anaylizing everything that had happened and was expecting himself to find fault with something,...