The Далее morning, we were at the Yokohama stadium practicing for the Показать 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 Ты guys. I hope we can reach the sky Далее practice." I прокомментировал(-а) as they all сказал(-а) 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 Еда restaurants down the улица, уличный 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 сказал(-а) 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 постель, кровати 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 Любовь 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 сказал(-а) that she was with her new girlfriend. Now I don't know what to think anymore because my mom сказал(-а) that Leslie was Поцелуи 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 Ты to say something." Jessie choked up.
“Jessie...you have to leave her. She's hurting Ты 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 Любовь 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. Ты 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 сказал(-а) as she smiled and dried her eyes and kissed me.
“Thank you, Michael."Jessie сказал(-а) 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 сказал(-а) as I took my hand out her shorts. I nodded as she walked to the door “Thanks again Michael." Jessie сказал(-а) as I opened the door for her “Anytime." I сказал(-а) 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 постель, кровати and dreamt about Jessie all night long.
The Далее 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 карамель 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 сказал(-а) 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. Ты must be Mr.Jackson?" Leslie сказал(-а) 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
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 сказал(-а) that she was with her new girlfriend. Now I don't know what to think anymore because my mom сказал(-а) that Leslie was Поцелуи 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 Ты to say something." Jessie choked up.
“Jessie...you have to leave her. She's hurting Ты 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 Любовь 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. Ты 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 сказал(-а) as she smiled and dried her eyes and kissed me.
“Thank you, Michael."Jessie сказал(-а) 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 сказал(-а) as I took my hand out her shorts. I nodded as she walked to the door “Thanks again Michael." Jessie сказал(-а) as I opened the door for her “Anytime." I сказал(-а) 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 постель, кровати and dreamt about Jessie all night long.
The Далее 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 карамель 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 сказал(-а) 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. Ты must be Mr.Jackson?" Leslie сказал(-а) 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
He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. Ты can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.
Dad was still awake, but he was Холодное сердце in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If Ты think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.
I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
When we arrived at the hospital, Dad was extremely pale. кислый tears rolled down my cheeks. I glanced over at Raymond, who was snickering.
I frowned. " Why are Ты laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his куртка ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.
I frowned. " Why are Ты laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his куртка ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.