Chapter 14
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Michael
It was such a busy day for me. And all I wanted to do was spend my whole afternoon planning my wedding with Myra. I was so overjoyed that she was here. Where she belonged. And she accepted me for who I was.
As I accepted her. I was done at last with my last phone call. I had so much to make up for. But at least my music company was understanding now that they knew what went on to make me leave like I had. And the people who had been trying to take my life were behind bars now.
Now I could get my life back. And have Myra back in my life to. I had it all. Never had I been so happy as I was this past week. I bite my lip smiling and thinking about how Myra had engaged me in that pie fight.
That was so much fun. My inner boy loved it. Then she fed the adult soul in me right after that. We made love. She was so perfect for me. In every-way. I only hoped she understood that.
I go over the last email. Then I decided I was done with work for the day. I wanted to begin to plan this Christmas wedding. That was all I cared about right now. Making Myra my wife. She was going to be. I hoped to move this wedding date up as soon as we could.
I would marry the girl today if she would allow me to. I looked for Myra all over the house. That took me some time. But I could not find her. So, she had to be outside. It was a wonderful day after all.
Why spend it inside? She was a lot like me. I enjoyed being outside too. Whenever I had the chance, I enjoyed taking in all the nature that this Earth had to give me. Great minds think alike. I head outside. Soon I spot Myra right away.
She is laying by the pool. Wearing a stunning bikini. A hot pink one. My mouth begins to water seeing her like that. I spot the gold ankle bracelet she had on her left foot. During my time with her celebrating her birthday for the first time I had bought her that!
She still had it. I smile happily. She had her shades on. Just resting there. Looking beautiful. Her hair was pulled up in a tight little bun on top of her head. I sit down beside her on the chair.
"Michael! Hi!" she gushes happily when she spots me there.
I grin at her. "I am done for the day at last. Now all my time is going to you" I offer to her.
She looks pleased by that. "Great! Michael it is such a warm day out want to take a swim with me?" she asks me.
I hated to be seen in my swim trunks. I wished I was a little more buff for her. But she seemed pleased with what I was. "I don't know baby" I laugh.
"Come on Mikey" she begs me. She makes a pouty face.
"Fine" I laugh. "You win" I chuckle.
She grins. I lean down and kiss her on the lips. "Anything for you baby" I promise her.
"I can't wait. Alright go change Mr. Jackson" she demands to me.
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I get up to go head inside. I intended to change my clothing into my swim trunks. But I spotted my super soakers nearby here. I bite my lip. No that was a mean thing to do. But after all she did nail me with a pie. Right in the face. She should get it for that. It was only fair right?? I sigh. I had to. Sorry Myra. I can't help myself.
I chuckle as I jog over to the super soaker. It was half way filled. Perfect. She would not spot me filling it up by the hose. She was back laying on her tummy this time. Her back was turned to me. She could not see me sneaking up on her.
I push back the laughter. I tip toe creeping my way over to her. Then I nail Myra in the back with the water gun. Cool water splashes onto her back. She squeals in alarm. She turns around to see me laughing at her.
"Michael Jackson! You are so going to pay for that!" she laughs as she shakes her head. She leaps up then is looking around for an extra water gun. But alas there is none. I nail her again. She backs up. "Michael!" she yelps. "That is cold!" she protests as I chase her around the pool. We laugh as she runs from me. She knows I am just playing. Suddenly she surprises me. She stops.
Then she looks me in the eyes. "Michael you play dirty" she huffs.
"Sorry baby" I laugh.
"One thing you should know about me is this though!" she warns.
"Oh?" I ask as I raise one eyebrow at her as she looks me in the eyes with a serious expression on her pretty face. "What is that?"
"I play to win" she warns me.
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Then she shoves me in the pool. We are laughing as I fall right into the pool. I am soaked from head to toe. I surface and my hair is wet hanging in my eyes. I cough out water.
"Myra! I need to change my cloths now. Can you help me get out of this pool?" I beg her as I hold my hand out to her.
"I don't know" she laughs as she looks at me like she can't trust what I am saying.
"Come on Myra" I beg of her to take my hand.
Finally, she takes my hand. I drag her in the pool with me. She comes up from being under water.
"Michael!" she laughs. She clings to me now. "Brrr that water is cold" she shivers.
"Let me warm you up" I offer. I hold her close to me. I lean down kissing her chilly wet lips. "Better?" I ask her.
"Mmm better" she agrees.
"I am sorry. You threw the pies. I could not help myself" I tell her as we laugh.
She shakes her head but laughs. "Oh Michael" she giggles.
She kisses me. I melt into her. My manhood is not too cold. Being so close to her, I feel myself hardening. Damn what she did to me. She had the power to make me weak.
"Michael?" she asks me.
"Yes baby?" I ask.
"I need to go warm up. I am cold" she shivers.
I laugh. "Alright baby" I say cheerfully.
We get out of the pool. I wrap a towel around her shoulders before we head inside. She hands me one. "I see you have the bracelet I gave you on your birthday" I tell her.
She nods. "I kept everything you ever gave to me" she tells me.
I grin. We go in the house. We change out clothing. I hear her blow drying her hair in the bathroom there in my bedroom. She is looking sharp. She is adding on some makeup too. Making my mouth water. The phone rings there in my room. Those feelings were going to be on hold for the moment.
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"Michael?"
"Mom hi" I greet my mother on the phone.
"I was wondering if you and your new lady can come over tomorrow for a Sunday tea?" offers momma.
"Oh, I am sure Myra would love that. She wants to get to know all of you" I gush happily.
"Wonderful. Be over here around two pm" she tells me before we hang up.
Myra comes back in the room. "Myra my mother invited you over for tea this Sunday" I tell her. "Is that alright? She wants to get to know you more"
Myra beams then nods. "I would really love that" she says to me.
She sits beside me on the bed. I pull her close to me. "Wet or dry you look sexy as hell" I mutter to her seeing that I can't keep my eyes off her right now. She giggles.
"Michael you are a sweet talker" she laughs.
She plants a kiss on my lips.
"We have been here nearly a whole first week here at Neverland. It is going by so fast with you here" I tell her. "I want to start planning our wedding"
"I would love that" she agrees. "Alright"
"Do you want me to hire a wedding planner?" I offer.
"No, I want to plan it with you. Add our own little touches to the wedding" she reminds me.
I nod. "I like that. I want a small wedding. Not a big one"
"Me to" she agrees. She kisses me.
She smiles at me as she gazes into my eyes. "What baby?" I ask her.
She looks teary eyed. "I still can't fathom that you love me" she says to me. "You!"
"I am nothing special baby. Just another guy like any of them out there" I joke. I smile at her.
She shakes her head. "There will never be another you Michael. You are irreplaceable."
I beam happily. "Myra" I whisper. "I never tire of hearing you say my real name on those pretty little lips" I tease. I plant a kiss on her lips.
"Michael" she whispers in a sexy voice. I shiver with delight.
"Mmmm...." I say softly as I nibble kisses on her neck.
"Michael my love" I hear her say my name. her hands are in the back of my curls near the nape of my neck. My lips make their way to hers.
"We have so much to be grateful for. And so much to look forward to" I tell her.
She nods. "Yes, we sure do" she agrees with me. "We do"
I take her in my embrace. Enough talking. I had to have her. She was mine. I was hers. Nothing was going to ruin this happiness that I found with Myra.
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