Eternal Flame

"It hurts here, too, I think..." I pointed to a spot on my forehead and her hot lips made contact with the lightest touch, setting the spot on fire.

"And here..." I pointed to my cheek, and she kissed it, then for good measure, ventured to the other side.

"How 'bout there?" Her fingers brushed my jaw.

Another trail of fire set. Little firestarter.

"Uhum..."

"And there..."

This story is set in 2009. What will happen if Lisa Marie Presley meet Michael Jackson on 23rd June 2009? Will she be able to save him from grasp of death? This is a short story for Jacksley fans.