Circa' 1987-1989
"....She was short with full hips and small waist with smooth Carmel skin and perfect c-cup breast. Who was I kidding this girl was head turner...."
Michael Jackson about to start his BAD World Tour and a special girl has popped in...
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Michael P.O.V
After a long drawn out meeting about sponsorships and possible meet and greets, I headed home to prepare for my date with Amahle. Prior to me arriving home, I decided to call Karen, my makeup artist, to help me prepare for this date. Once I arrived home I began to prepare for our date. I wanted this date to be perfect, but I honestly know I don't why I'm doing all this, maybe cause I'm a little nervous.
I tried to calm my nerves by thinking of her, I wonder what she will be wearing tonight, what type of perfume she will have on, how will she do her hair. I'm not worried though, she'll look gorgeous regardless.
I couldn't wait though, all these thought flowing through my head as I was showering " Michael I'm here" I heard Karen yell from outside my door " I'm coming" I quickly finished up in the shower and threw my pants on, and walked into my bedroom were Karen was. She already everything setup, I didn't mind Karen seeing me topless because she understands what's going on with my body.
I sat down in her chair and she began to do her thing " You know you got to hurt me Kay" I said smiling " I know Michael, who is this lucky girl anyway...You know Bill told me right" she said giggling while applying the makeup on my discoloration. " Bill needs to shut up some times" I laughed
" Her name is Amahle..." I smiled "So bill wasn't lying...is she pretty? ,How old is she? When did you meet her ?" she rambled quickly, I just laughed "She's beautiful Kay...so beautiful, You should she her smiled it so contagious and warm...." I just smiled
"... but she is 21 and I met her a while back through a mutual friend" I said, I didn't want Karen to judge for taking a woman out when I just met her definitely someone who is not in the industry, " "You must really like her" she side eyed me smiling
"You could say that" I smiled, I did like her a lot for only two days of knowing her she brought an overwhelming amount of feelings out of me that I haven't had in years. I feel like a like a little boy with all of these butterflies
"Have y'all had sex yet" she smirk finishing up my face "now kay you know how I am" I laughed "and I'm not the press, so you know you can't lie to me" she said with her hands on her hip "no kay we have not had sex yet" I laughed "mhmm" she said while packing up her stuff "well you enjoy yourself" she said walking out the door "you deserve it" as she closed the door behind her
I smiled she was right after all the hell Diana put me through I deserved to be happy. I finished getting dressed, I decide to keep my outfit plain although I wanted to impress Amahle flashiness doesn't seem to have any effect on her. I put on a black tie suit with my penny loafers and fedora. I checked myself out in the mirror then sprayed my Tom ford black orchid cologne.
I check the clock and saw it 7:25 "shit I need to head out before it gets to late" I said to myself I grabbed my keys to my Cadillac fleetwood "I think your forgetting something" bill said scaring me "shit bill you scared me" I said holding my chest, I saw he had a bouquet of assorted lilys and roses in his hand. I smiled totally forgetting to grab flowers before our date "thanks bill" I said grabbing them from his hand then turned towards the door "why did you lie to Chuck" I paused grabbing the door handle to leave. I sighed "what are you talking about bill" "I'm talking about you lying to Chuck about that young lady being you're girlfriend" "I didn't lie" I turned to him getting slightly frustrated knowing I'm about to be running behind if this conversation continues
