Asad kissed my neck and moaned , making sweet vibrations in my neck. Pure pleasure approached me , but regret was walking behind it. I know me and Michael broke up , but I still felt some way about him. I gently pushed Asad off "Am I doing something wrong?" He concerned , my head hung "No. It's not that I don't want to have sex with you. Trust me , I do. But I'm not sure if I want to go this route." I shamefully said. Asad lifted my head "I know how tu feel. tu don't have to be ashamed of that." He understood me. My naked body hugged his half naked temple "You are so understanding. I bet she is going to be lucky to have a man like you." I dicho as he hung his head "Too bad that 'she' is not here anymore." He dicho depressingly. It was like we understood each other perfectly. Asad was lonely , I was too and then we met. I told him "Me and my boyfriend just broke up. And now I'm not sure if I want to find another one. So can we be friends." Asad nodded "Yes. I would amor that." He smiled then kissed my cheek. Asad stayed with me. I put on some clothes and slept with him on the sofá "Thank tu for staying with me." I dicho as his hands softly caressed my cheek "For tu , anything." Asad whispered. We slept peacefully into the night. I was so intrigued por Asad's kindness and loving. It was like meeting Michael again. I felt so in amor with him. But there were some things that I wanted to know about him. Asad. A warm flush came through my body while he held me. I want him. I'm damn sure he wants me. But I still want to remain friends with him.
The siguiente día , I left early to go to work while Asad was sleep. I left him some breakfast in the microwave. I drove to the job and tu know what happened? I came in the job to see that I was late "What?! How can I be late?! I got up early today." I asked , agitated at the mere fact of the situation. Harold walked in "You're late because tu came early. I sped up the clock so tu could be late. You're supposed to be on time , at the right time." He dicho as I clenched my teeth in anger. This man was not playing around.
I sat at my escritorio and started to set it up. I put a picture of me and Michael por my name tag with the picture facing me "Nice picture. Who's the hottie?" The lady in front of me dicho while examining the picture "That 'hottie' is a friend of mine." I turned it back around "Sorry. I'm just a ardilla trying to get a nut. That's all. Why tu here?" She asked as I looked at her as if she was kidding "I'm here because I got a job here." I organized my drawers and dusted off the notebooks that were on the corner of my desk. Harold walked up to me "Can I see tu in my office , Ms.Reed?" I got up from my asiento and walked to his office "Sit." He dicho as I did "Now I like tu and I know tu like me. But tu need to do your work. tu came here late on purpose just so I could take tu in my office and 'punish' you. As much as I want to. I can't. So I'm sorry if I could not conquer tu sexually." I looked at him astonished. Putting on an act for him. I bit the tip of my finger , actuación as if I did all he had dicho "Well I am kinda sad because I did want tu to punish me. But now that tu caught me in the act. I guess I should go." I dicho , playing the role of a whorish journalist. I crossed my legs and felt my thighs "You can go. If tu stay too long. I might just punish tu now." I walked out. I guess I'm a lucky fish. I got an obsessed boss now. I couldn't be that attractive. Really?
I sat in my escritorio thinking about how the rest of my día will go.
The siguiente día , I left early to go to work while Asad was sleep. I left him some breakfast in the microwave. I drove to the job and tu know what happened? I came in the job to see that I was late "What?! How can I be late?! I got up early today." I asked , agitated at the mere fact of the situation. Harold walked in "You're late because tu came early. I sped up the clock so tu could be late. You're supposed to be on time , at the right time." He dicho as I clenched my teeth in anger. This man was not playing around.
I sat at my escritorio and started to set it up. I put a picture of me and Michael por my name tag with the picture facing me "Nice picture. Who's the hottie?" The lady in front of me dicho while examining the picture "That 'hottie' is a friend of mine." I turned it back around "Sorry. I'm just a ardilla trying to get a nut. That's all. Why tu here?" She asked as I looked at her as if she was kidding "I'm here because I got a job here." I organized my drawers and dusted off the notebooks that were on the corner of my desk. Harold walked up to me "Can I see tu in my office , Ms.Reed?" I got up from my asiento and walked to his office "Sit." He dicho as I did "Now I like tu and I know tu like me. But tu need to do your work. tu came here late on purpose just so I could take tu in my office and 'punish' you. As much as I want to. I can't. So I'm sorry if I could not conquer tu sexually." I looked at him astonished. Putting on an act for him. I bit the tip of my finger , actuación as if I did all he had dicho "Well I am kinda sad because I did want tu to punish me. But now that tu caught me in the act. I guess I should go." I dicho , playing the role of a whorish journalist. I crossed my legs and felt my thighs "You can go. If tu stay too long. I might just punish tu now." I walked out. I guess I'm a lucky fish. I got an obsessed boss now. I couldn't be that attractive. Really?
I sat in my escritorio thinking about how the rest of my día will go.
like your charm, your face,
just everything.
But the thing I think of the most
is that smile of yours.
Everytime I see it,
my corazón skips a beat
and my thoughts get lost in it.
Your smile gives me butterflys in my stomach.
Your smile makes ángeles sing, a song that fills the streets.
Without that smile,
there is no joy in this world.
No one can replace it.
There is no mistake that when tu smile,
that wonderful, beautiful smile,
the world turns into a better place.
To: My LOVE, Michael Joseph Jackson
By: Gracie
tu know i think Michael really wanted to change the world. tu can tell because of his songs like man in the mirror,heal the heal world,earth song,black o white,and they don't care about us. and it is so sad that he pasted and when i looked at the video they don't care about us i really started to cry becuase is was so happy to see all the people that loved him and saw him. i mean he was and still the king of pop. i mean Michael had kids,family, and fans and Michael song tu are not alone in so meaningful atfer his death. :( I amor tu MICHAEL!!!
There were no albums bigger than Thriller and Bad, and Jackson seemed to be just entering his prime as an artist.
In hindsight, considering the astonishing heights he hit in the 1980s, maybe there was nowhere to go but down. On parte superior, arriba of the world profeessionally, his persional affairs increasingly came under the microscope and seemed to gradually bleed the life and vibrancy out of the mercurial artist.
The new decade sarted off with Jackson in the studio, recording his new album, Dangerous. Jackson had recently signed a 15-years, six-record deal with sony, and if the singer was able to deliver sales numbers comparable to what he publicado in the 1980s, the deal was estimated to have an earing power of up to $1 billion.
Dangerous got off to a great start-it debuted at number one and quickly outpaced the sales of Bad.