I woke up পরবর্তি to Asad "Hey, lover." I whispered, gently nibbling on his earlobe "Hi, Nesha. That tickles." He giggled as I stopped as I got up and cooked some breakfast "No work today?" Asad asked as I chuckled "I wish. After work I'm gonna visit a friend of mine." I put his plate on the টেবিল while I did the same. When I was done , I drove to the jail where Michael was and signed a paper to go in and talk to him. I walked in and there were inmates talking to there parents and loved ones. They were crying to them, begging, and pulling their hair out because of the point in there lives now "Hey Nesha." He hugged me as I did the same "Hi Michael. Lovely to see you." I looked into his eyes and the flame in my হৃদয় started to burst into a full আগুন "So how are you?" Michael ব্যক্ত as I smiled "Great now that I got a job as a journalist for New York Times newspaper." "Wow that's nice. I'm sorry about what I ব্যক্ত on the phone." Michael admitted as I held his hand "That's okay Michael, I moved on." I ব্যক্ত as he smiled "Who's the lucky fish?" He laughed as I blushed "His name is Asad. A real sweetheart. We had sex." I ব্যক্ত as he looked at me with the eyes saying:Are আপনি serious "I just wanted to let আপনি know so আপনি won't get any ideas." I ব্যক্ত "What kind of ideas?" Michael asked in a deep voice, looking at me with nasty thoughts as we laughed "Wow Michael. Still dirty in a funny way." "Yeah I know. But I have to be a good boy for the officers so I can get out of here early." Michael joked as I chuckled "So, when are আপনি coming back?" "On your birthday. But in 1996." We were having a great conversation with each other and caught up on a lot of things. Even though Michael was in jail , he was the same loving, kind, and open hearted boy I used to know. It was like he never changed and no one could ever change him "I miss আপনি a lot, Nesha." Michael looked into my eyes and my knees trembled. Oh God , how could he torture me like this? I still had something for him...Those প্রজাপতি fluttered again! I was open for him. যীশু why? "Oh." That was all I could spit out "Oh?" Michael worried as I quickly apologized "Sorry. I miss আপনি too hubby-I mean Michael." He started to do that sexy thing with his bottom lip and raised his eyebrow "Hubby? Is there still something in আপনি with me?" I looked at the floor and shamefully answered yes. Michael got up and left "Don't be ashamed. I jack myself off for you." He whispered as I giggled "Michael why?" I laughed as he laughed with me. He left as I went on my way to work.
Michael still wanted me. I still wanted him. Oh my goodness! I just can't do it but I want to. I realized that I still yearn for his....oooh so sweet affection and the way he was so protective of me. The way he held me, spoke to me, treated me, and প্রণয় me. Michael was the best thing yet. But Asad is who I want to be with. I প্রণয় them both, but I just don't know. Asad throws me off. But, Michael seems to do আরো than that.
My mind is so bipolar at the moment of choosing the man I want. Bad boy অথবা boy scout. Lord why? Just why? I can't leave Michael alone in my thoughts. I drove back প্রথমপাতা and called in sick at the job. I laid down feeling so confused "Hey babe. আপনি called in sick?" Asad walked in as I answered his question. I looked up to see that he was wearing nothing but his boxers. I groaned and fell back into the পালঙ্ক "Why do আপনি have to be so sexy?" I asked as Asad laughed "I don't know. Maybe it's because I keep my body in check. Meaning that I can keep a six pack." He took a bite of his আপেল as I smiled then took a bite myself "I can keep one too." I joked. I took a nap and dreamt of Michael once again. But this dream was so hot and steamy. Whoa! I was making প্রণয় to him and his moans filled me up with butterflies. They released into the climax Michael produced inside me. I woke up and sighed "Michael why? Why do আপনি torture me like this?" I buried my face in my hands. Boy oh boy was I frustrated with my feelings.
My দিন was beginning to be the most frustrating days of my life. Asad sat right পরবর্তি to me then held me "I প্রণয় you, Nesha." He whispered, his lips coming closer to mine. We kissed passionately. Now I'm seriously intoxicated দ্বারা Asad and Michael. I feel like I needed to be gay enable to not feel this way "Asad, I প্রণয় আপনি too." This moment wasn't going to be the last. I was স্নেহ চুম্বন him forever but I was still thinking about Michael. I was really trying to get him out of my mind but he crept into my mind everytime.
I don't know who I want.
Michael অথবা Asad? That was the প্রশ্ন that crawled around my brain like a bug.
Michael still wanted me. I still wanted him. Oh my goodness! I just can't do it but I want to. I realized that I still yearn for his....oooh so sweet affection and the way he was so protective of me. The way he held me, spoke to me, treated me, and প্রণয় me. Michael was the best thing yet. But Asad is who I want to be with. I প্রণয় them both, but I just don't know. Asad throws me off. But, Michael seems to do আরো than that.
My mind is so bipolar at the moment of choosing the man I want. Bad boy অথবা boy scout. Lord why? Just why? I can't leave Michael alone in my thoughts. I drove back প্রথমপাতা and called in sick at the job. I laid down feeling so confused "Hey babe. আপনি called in sick?" Asad walked in as I answered his question. I looked up to see that he was wearing nothing but his boxers. I groaned and fell back into the পালঙ্ক "Why do আপনি have to be so sexy?" I asked as Asad laughed "I don't know. Maybe it's because I keep my body in check. Meaning that I can keep a six pack." He took a bite of his আপেল as I smiled then took a bite myself "I can keep one too." I joked. I took a nap and dreamt of Michael once again. But this dream was so hot and steamy. Whoa! I was making প্রণয় to him and his moans filled me up with butterflies. They released into the climax Michael produced inside me. I woke up and sighed "Michael why? Why do আপনি torture me like this?" I buried my face in my hands. Boy oh boy was I frustrated with my feelings.
My দিন was beginning to be the most frustrating days of my life. Asad sat right পরবর্তি to me then held me "I প্রণয় you, Nesha." He whispered, his lips coming closer to mine. We kissed passionately. Now I'm seriously intoxicated দ্বারা Asad and Michael. I feel like I needed to be gay enable to not feel this way "Asad, I প্রণয় আপনি too." This moment wasn't going to be the last. I was স্নেহ চুম্বন him forever but I was still thinking about Michael. I was really trying to get him out of my mind but he crept into my mind everytime.
I don't know who I want.
Michael অথবা Asad? That was the প্রশ্ন that crawled around my brain like a bug.
Asad or Michael?
Dr. Conrad Murray had requested lifesaving equipment and back-up help for Michael Jackson from the promoter of the লন্ডন concerts -- AEG -- but the company never came through, according to a new complaint filed দ্বারা Joe Jackson.
TMZ broke the story -- Joe was gunning for AEG দ্বারা filing complaints with the California Medical Board and another agency, alleging the সঙ্গীতানুষ্ঠান promoter abused Jackson in a way that led to his death -- and he's just filed with the Medical Board.
Joe claims days before Jackson's death Murray had requested a হৃদয় resuscitation machine and a nurse in several e-mails making the request, but AEG never provided it.
According to the complaint, Joe is accusing AEG of co-opting Murray's medical judgment দ্বারা enticing him with a huge salary -- in effect engaging in the "unlawful practice of corporate medicine."
Besides the CPR machine, Murray also asked for saline, catheters, needles and a gurney.
AEG and Murray had no comment.
TMZ broke the story -- Joe was gunning for AEG দ্বারা filing complaints with the California Medical Board and another agency, alleging the সঙ্গীতানুষ্ঠান promoter abused Jackson in a way that led to his death -- and he's just filed with the Medical Board.
Joe claims days before Jackson's death Murray had requested a হৃদয় resuscitation machine and a nurse in several e-mails making the request, but AEG never provided it.
According to the complaint, Joe is accusing AEG of co-opting Murray's medical judgment দ্বারা enticing him with a huge salary -- in effect engaging in the "unlawful practice of corporate medicine."
Besides the CPR machine, Murray also asked for saline, catheters, needles and a gurney.
AEG and Murray had no comment.
Like a comet
Blazing 'cross the evening sky
Gone too soon
Like a rainbow
Fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly
And splendidly bright
Here one day
Gone one night
The loss of sunlight
On a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon
Like a castle
Built upon a sandy beach
Gone too soon
Like a perfect flower
That is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon
Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight
Here one day
Gone one night
Like a sunset
Dying with the rising of a moon
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
!THESE LYRICS ARE COMPLETELY CORRECT!
Blazing 'cross the evening sky
Gone too soon
Like a rainbow
Fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly
And splendidly bright
Here one day
Gone one night
The loss of sunlight
On a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon
Like a castle
Built upon a sandy beach
Gone too soon
Like a perfect flower
That is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon
Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight
Here one day
Gone one night
Like a sunset
Dying with the rising of a moon
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
!THESE LYRICS ARE COMPLETELY CORRECT!
I প্রণয় Michael and i will always প্রণয় him.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I প্রণয় আপনি anyway.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I প্রণয় আপনি anyway.
