Chapter 23

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It wasn't till after that talk that my body seemed to be adjusting normally again--It was odd, just all of a sudden I was able to move about. Michael was caught up in the dance number and Q just kept watching me...... Wooziness went was mild the rest of the last week, and I assured Michael, Quincy and Dileo that I WAS going to Japan.
I was fully prepared for the pressure, work and time-expansion, but a few days before heading to Japan I packed two extra pregnancy test--without eyewitnesses catching a glimpe at me, I may add. I was still cautious that something was up so I kept my eyes open for something as worse as, I dont know....fainting?

I remember how overjoyed I was to be able to perform a genre and with a look I had never tried before. I dont know how to describe it well--It was hard rock-like; big hair, smoky makeup, buckles, tight clothes, biker boots...it was intriguing on my part

Its was a, " Michael Jackson Medley," just singing a majority of Off the Wall, Thriller and of course BAD. And I really had a great time out there as I was dancing like a maniac out on the stage.

Before the tour, Michael told me while finishing up " I just can't stop loving you," that he wanted me to perform it at least once on the tour with me. I said yes....And when we performed the song it was nearly MAGICAL. I can remember all that happened that night..... When he spoke, " You know how I feel, I wont stop untill, I hear your voice saying I do."
He looked me right in the eyes and my fingernails curled on his chin as he touched my ass with his soft hands. The sweat from his forehead touched mine, and I instantly felt the heat between the both of us.
there was a wardrobe intermission when I changed from a rhinestone outfit to a fearless sexy woman in a short black dress. " The Way You Make Me Feel" was so perfect--It was fun walking like the next top model in circles with Michael Jackson right behind you, singing to you, giving you that lip. That lip was not a dominance but a seductive gesture that I could help but respond to.

I breathed heavily as my microphone was still on capturing every word every breath I took. Michael looked over at me and I grinned. He took my hand and we bowed together as photos were shot, fans screamed and passed out and the night came to and end. The lights dimmed down low and we escorted left.

It was about nine o' clock before I could tell everyone a great job they did I ran into my dressing room and slammed the door, I leaned against it and sighed.
I grabbed the pregnancy test out of my bag; they were a different brand. And before hitting the bathroom, I saw roses and chocolates on my dresser. I went to go check out who they were from. "I got out of the bathroom looked over at my make-up table.
" Dear Jennifer,

Congratulations on you success! We knew the first day we invited you on the tour you'd be such a pleasure.  ~Quincy Jones~ " Aww......." went through my mind. There was a photo of the whole dance gang, Michael and me.
" Jennifer,

You are absolutley stellar!!!!!! We've all had a lifetime experience workin with you! Keep on rockin in those stilettos, girl! ~dance team~ " My Jeni,

I miss you so and wish you the best on tour with Michael! Work it, girl! We know you've got the legs for it!!!!
~Janet~

I picked up the red roses as the smell c more vibrant, then the truffles..... It was all very sweet....then I looked back at the pregnancy test and ran to the bathroom.

I opened it up and when I dropped in the sample I waited...and waited....and waited.... Till their was a knock on my door. 

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