The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 18; Good time

NOTE: For a better reading listen to the song "Superman by Joe Brooks" when I tell you to on the chapter :)

Natalie's POV:

You know when you are sleeping and wake up with a different energy? A good energy? That's how I woke up today, stretching in the huge bed feeling all my muscles more relaxed than usual. I opened my eyes looking around the room where I had slept, it was big, luxurious and at the same time comfortable. I confess that I was still very tired, I rolled over in bed several times thinking about everything about Michael's life. Imagining how hard it was being for him to face his father's disease.

From the little I knew Alzheimer was incurable, and it only got worse with time. Joseph was young to have such an evil disease, but unfortunately he does. The man seemed happy, so far I only saw smiles on his face. Janet and Katherine seemed to be conformed to live with the disease. Only for Michael it was more complicated, and I could even understand.

Last night had really left him too fragile, remember exactly the sad glow of his eyes as he stared at me, it was heartbreaking to see him like that. But what really left me surprised was the request for a hug. Does Michael consider me a friend? Or did that only happened because he was in his worst moment?

No...

Michael wasn't like that, I saw him as fully determined and sincere person, and to imagine him in another way was too hard for my head. But then, what did he expect from me? Maybe nothing, only a friendship. It was clear that Michael kneeled at Karla's feet, or better, at my feet. But it wasn't like that that I wanted him. I wanted him, I wanted to feel his affection, I wanted to be cared for, loved. But at that level I hadn't gotten in yet.

Karla conguered Michael with the body, the desire. And I? What had I done? Nothing. What had I conquered in Michael?

I got up from bed leaving all those ideas behind. Thinking about so many things would leave me confused. So I had made a decision. I would make this weekend something special, I wouldn't worry about Karla, or with the fact that Michael was my boss. Like he had asked, we would only be Michael and Natalie. Nothing more.

After a hot bath, I put on a pair of jeans, ripped in the knees, and a gray blouse that left my stomach showing. My hair was loose and slightly wavy. I looked in the mirror one last time before leaving the room, by now everyone should already be at the table for breakfast.

I descended the stairs without making
a noise, I heard some laughter coming
from outside that I guessed to be from
Joseph and Janet. They weren't in the
dining room, through the huge window I saw them outside sitting at the table, eating breakfast. I approached them slowly.

"Let's say that I believe that she's not,
but she should, she's very beautiful."

Janet said to Michael. Were they
talking about me? Michael let out a
laugh at Janet, throwing a little bread at her.

"Wasting food is a sin. Good Morning everyone." I said as I approached the table. They all quickly looked at me, leaving me embarrassed. Michael stared at me from head to toe as if he was analyzing every detail in me.

"Good Morning, Natalie!" Janet said
excitedly.

"See, Michael? Natalie is even religious."

"Dad!"

Janet nudged him.

"Good Morning, Nelly, sit with us." Michael said smiling.

Nelly? I had won a nickname from Michael? Dammit! Stop being a sily little girl, Natalie, it's just a pet name. I smiled shyly, and approached him, there were two chairs, one beside Janet and the other beside Michael, I walked further away from that man.