Love Needs Expression (PART TWO) 1980's

Chapter 22

I remember when the sun was going down he finally took me into the main house. Its was like a wooden château.
" This is where the magic begins," he smiled.
When he took me into the kitchen I stopped and just looked. Michael he had imported EVERYTHING of mine into it. Every single spice from Asia and Europe, every utensil, every pot and pan I had bought from the beginning--It had looked like a foreign 5-star kitchen right in front of my face. There was a bar-like table with wooden chairs connected to the brick outsides and a chalkboard that was entitled at the top, "Menu".
It was as if he had studied me through the years--If I wasnt a singer and actress I woukd probably be creating my own five star restaraunt.

I didnt talk much after the tour--when the chefs cooked a wonderful meal for the two of us as we sat in the dining room. I had seen red roses, chandleers and artwork.
When I had been eating my dinner, I had felt something nearly tickle my foot. I thought I had just rubbed my feet on the carpet untill I felt something push my feet back and forth....I jumped when I felt something furry sucking my foot.
Michael had left the table for the bathroom. I looked beneath the table and I saw a chimp. He was dressed in a sweater and jeans. We both made eye contact, then the chimp slowly crawled from underneath the table.
I took the bun out of my wavy curls and untied the bandana out of my hair and whooshed it back and forth. I watched as Michael played with Bubbles, then he looked at me and walked over.
" You must be exhausted from all that work on the east coast......" he rubbed my shoulders soothing out a knot. " Yeah, It was a lot of filming and moving around and choreography but it was great! I got to experience some outrageous things and I may have almost picked up a New York accent-"
" Mmm hmmm," he grinned, and his hands smoothily went back and forth on my shoulder.
"  Thats really getting the knot out of my back."
" You're stiff as a rock all of a sudden....you alright, Jeni?"
" Yeah, I'm fine." my seat got a little hot--possibly because of the humidity of the night...or the tempurature of the room...
" I havent showed you our bedroom yet... he whispered, " C'mon, I think you'll like it."
He took my hand and lead me into the bedroom-it was beautiful. Pictures everywhere, lights and such.... What really made my eyes widen was the shining sparkling bronzish gold bed sheet. It really resembled his love for sparkly materials.
I looked over at the framed photos and picked up the one which pictured me, when I was young, about thirteen or fourteen from an photoshoot holding a boquet of roses. The picture was wrinkled a bit, but in purple pen someone had written, " You are my Life." Michael went over to close the door. He saw me looking at the picture. " Remember how you were always proud of me no matter what? After Mowtown 25....I looked at the picture...imagining you saying that to me, and it felt good. I took that picture with me on every tour. Thats why its a bit worn out." he chuckled.
I smirked, " Did ya kiss it?"
" Yes....." he admitted.
" Well, if we're admitting things a few years back, I was spending the night at my friend house and when I went into her room she had motown pictures, the Wiz, Thriller--everything. And I had looked at them all and I couldn't resist....touching them. And....I asked Kyria if I could sleep in her room that night." " Jennifer, theres something I have to tell ya."
" Ok," I say. He sat down next to me, his legs wide open.
" Theres a room, in this house....and it's full of little girl clothing, toys and such. I knew I didn't have a little girl when I bought it all but.....I guess wha t I'm saying is that I want a little daughter. I want one that I can love as a father, that I can play with, you know?"
" I know what you're sayin..." I said, laying down on the bed, " I know EXACTLY what you're sayin."
**Guys I have many explicits in this story and I am taking them out because they don't really blend in well. And because I know some people don't like it. So basically, Michael and Jennifer do it so that they bear a child.**