^Michael^

January, 22, 2010,

I was in Frank's car and we were on our way to the release party/CD signing because my album "Legacy" was released this morning. I looked out the window and then back at Frank as I کہا "these crowds of شائقین just keep getting bigger and bigger!" The line of شائقین stretched all the way around the Dunkin' Donuts اگلے to the موسیقی store where the CD signing is being held. Frank got a worried on his face and I unbuckled my seatbelt.

There were some poorly built metal gates that separated the main entrance to the store and the fans. I walked alongside Frank as we made our way down...

دیا the حالیہ turn of events pertaining to the Jackson kids and their inheritance, it 's as though some of their relatives aren't too thrilled with the idea of being disinherited سے طرف کی Michael, so they decide they're going to get their attorney in order to سوال to the validity of his will, which was drawn up seven prior to his pass in 2009. I can understand members of his family are upset, but do they take out on mother, Katherine and his three children? It was not to long پہلے due to their constant interference on on how their raised, Mrs. Jackson was ordered سے طرف کی the judge to share custody...

When Alicia and Michael they both stood up from their chairs. "How is she and baby doing?" Michael asked. "Mr. Jackson both your wife and son are fine, آپ son is in NICU and im afraid to say hes going to be there for awhile his lungs are very under developed, you'll be able to see him and your wife soon, ill let آپ know when آپ will be able to see them." the doctor explained. Relief flooded michael, "Thank آپ so much doctor." Michael کہا as he unexpectly hugged the doctor. "Your welcome Mr.Jackson." the doctor کہا as he turned and walked away.

About an گھنٹہ and a half the doctor returned...

The rain seemed to intensify with their love making, almost encouraging them یا even daring them. Another blast of lightning bathed them momentarily and the thunder made itself known - almost as loud as Michael. He rode Mark furiously as he wailed to the ceiling of his ranch bedroom. He pawed up his neck and nipples and tossed his messy dark hair. Fresh sweat dripped from his relaxed locks and forhead and fell to Mark's chest like little raindrops.

Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet love hole so hard that Michael would...