Chapter 2:Off To The Big Apple

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Looking over at the time I jumped quickly out of bed basically running over to my daughters room.Rhonda was the oldest and my first born,Tracee was my second beautiful girl that I had with a joke of a man & Chudney was my youngest child & daughter with that same man.

"Stop worrying Diane"

"Well I think I have a right to be" I told my conscious

"Girls it's time to get up our flight is in two hours and mommy cannot miss it"

They all looked at me with a curious face expect Chudney she was still too young to understand most of the words that were coming out of my mouth

"Alright I'm gonna count to 3 and if you both aren't up and getting dressed I won't let you see Michael"

They both shot up with there eyes glowing but still a bit sleepy looking at me excited

"Michael!"

"Yes Michael"

I wondered off again
Mm Michael ... sweet , sexy , generous

"Momma when is Michael coming?"

I snapped out of my thought laughing at myself

"He should be coming soon, and I know you don't want Michael seeing those beautiful crazy hair all out now do you?"

"No ma'am"

"No momma"

"Then I suggest you both go get ready"

They both stopped and looked over at me as if they were trying to figure out what I was thinking I walked out of there room letting out of a sigh of relief "good job Diane,Now you need to stop thinking of Michael" my conscious continued on reprimanding me
"Oh would you hush" as I walked back to my room the door bell echoed through the house
"M-Michael!, shit! Michael umm" I ran to the door taking a deep breath before I opened it
His eyes met mine and began to examine my body

"H-Hi Diane" he said

My heart began to race then a smile appeared on my face

"Hi Michael , come in sweetie"

He stepped towards me wrapping his skinny yet muscular arms around me holding me tight I couldn't help but smile and enjoy his comfort

"Well umm make yourself at home we shouldn't be long"

As soon as I turned around my girls were running down the stairs running right past me and straight into Michael's arms

"Michael!" They both shouted
I giggled walking back up the stairs

"Stop looking at him Diane"

"Don't you think I'm trying to" the way he grabbed me ... it was hard to even hesitate for a moment

Michael's POV
As Diana walked up the stairs I couldn't help but glance at her fit yet slim figure , the white silk night gown she had on exposed just enough to let my imagination run wild , I basically craved the woman but as soon as her daughters ran into my arms I let that thought go to the back of mind. "She couldn't possibly feel the same way I do , I'll always be cute little Michael Jackson to her" oh boy there goes my conscious trying to control my feelings for her yet again

"Are you ready to go to New York Michael" she said

"I'm excited, how about you"

"Really Michael how about you , good one now she'll make you cookies and kiss your head"

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