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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Eleven ~ Visitor

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“Have you been waiting long?” I asked, as he took me in his arms and began kissing my neck. He began lifting my shirt up, running his hands along my stomach.
“No, but waiting to touch you…its torture…” Michael whispered in my ear. Our lips met passionately. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. Michael’s mouth then dislodged from my mouth and laid kisses on my neck. His tongue whirled tantalizing circles on my neck, causing a tingling and wet sensation took over my womanhood. But it wasn’t a pre-sex wetness, I dislodged from Michael and peeled the sweats and my underwear away from my body to find blood in my underwear.
“Oh my God! Shit!” I said my mouth open in disbelief.
“What, what happened…you didn’t…” I looked at Michael I nodded. “Oh boy…did you want me to run and get something for you?”
“No…I’ll do it. Nadine doesn’t know you’re here remember?” I said, looking at Michael. He nodded. I pulled my shirt down and ran my fingers through my hair.
“Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Did you want me to meet you at Walgreens?”
“If you want, I’m not forcing you too. Well at least we know I’m not pregnant…” I said letting out an uneasy laugh. Michael chuckled uneasily as well. I then grabbed the pants and shirts that I wanted, already knowing that they’d fit. I turned to walk out of the dressing room when Michael stopped me and kissed me. He then pulled away from me and took out his wallet and handed €100 bill. I wanted to hand it back but instead I took it graciously. I opened the door and shut it as if I was the only one in the dressing. I turned in Nadine’s direction.
“Hey Nadine, my monthly visitor decided to stop by so I have to get some things at Walgreens, I’ll meet you back here in a bit.” Nadine walked over to the counter where I was headed. She leaned against it as I placed my items on the counter. The cashier took them and began to check me out.
“Did you want me to go with you?”
“You don’t have to, I know where it is. We passed it on the way back from lunch, you can stay here and shop some more. I’ll be back in a little bit.”
“Okay, just making sure.” Nadine said, going back to the rack that she was looking through. I paid for my items with plenty of spare change. I then went to the fourth floor and walked into Walgreens. I went to the feminine hygiene section and pick out a box of tampons and pads. Then I went looking for anything else that might be of use to me. I picked up some Midol and a box of those warming wraps. I then went to the junk food isle and went for a box of Swiss Chocolate. I looked at the end of the isle and saw Michael making his way toward me.
“Hey,”
“Hey, finding everything you need?”
“Yeah, I guess…” I trailed off noticing that Michael had put a box of condoms in my basket. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow in suspicion.
“You’re not seriously thinking about doing it while I’m…like this…are you?”
“Oh no! But just in case, I figured, better safe than sorry…have you…done it while you’ve been on your period?”
“I have…I find it really gross and really messy… but I come faster because of the…added lubrication.”
“Really? I‘m not sure if I‘d like it. Like you said, really gross, really messy, and really bloody. I can hardly stand the sight of blood…”
“I see, well I’m not in the mood to do anything anyways. When I get off of this though, It’ll be a different story. So you will need these.” I said picking up the condoms again then placing them back in the basket. Michael then grabbed my hand and pulled me to him and kissed me again, slipping his tongue inside my mouth, coaxing me to kiss him passionately. We kissed for a few minutes then we pulled apart.
“You know, I was thinking, we need to get you some casual clothes. I feel awful for ripping your sweater and jeans when we went to the beach a couple of nights ago.” I looked at Michael and smiled.
“You didn’t rip them, I ripped them by trying to climb over that fence.”
“But it was my idea to go…let me take you shopping…”
“Michael, you’ve already done enough, you’ve spent plenty of money already…”
“Nope, I’m taking you shopping, end of story.” I threw my hands up in surrender.
“Fine,” I said, looking at him. We went to the counter and bought the items that were in my basket. Which consisted of tampons, pads, chocolate, condoms, Midol, bottled water and heating wraps. Michael gladly paid for the items. Then on the way out of the store Michael paused.
“Did you need to go to the bathroom?” Michael asked. I nodded.
“Yeah, it’s not too far. If you wanted to wait here, I won’t be too long.” I said, slowing letting go of his hand. He nodded. I walked to where the bathrooms on that floor were and did what I needed to do. I walked out of the stall and grabbed the Midol out of the plastic bag, opened the package and took one, getting the water from the sink. I pimped myself in the mirror and washed my hands, then I walked out of the bathroom to see Michael and Nadine sitting on the bench on the other side of the floor. I walked over to where they were sitting.
“Hey guys,” I said approaching them with a smile on my face.
“Hey, Michael was telling me that he wanted to take us shopping for clothes, would Sandra’s be okay?” Nadine asked looking at me.
“Sandra’s…is that like the Irish equivalent of Maurice’s or something?”
“Uh…I guess…I’ve never been to Maurice’s, but they have the latest fashions and stuff…”
“I guess we can check it out, you’ll have to lead the way however. I have no idea where it is.”
“No problem.” Nadine as Michael and her stood up from the bench. Nadine then lead us down to the third floor to Sandra’s and it was a more trendier store. They had the latest in teen and young adult fashions. I immediately went over to a sweater that was almost identical to the one that I ripped a couple of nights ago at the beach. It was on a mannequin that had a black pair of boot cut jeans.
“Hello Miss, can I help you with anything?” The saleswoman asked, approaching me.
“Yes, do you have any of these sweaters in a size eight?” I asked, my eyes meeting the young girl.
“Yes we do ma’am, please follow me.” The young girl said, leading me over to a rack of identical sweaters. I thanked the girl and began to look through the rack. I found the sweater that I wanted and took it off the rack. I then went over to another rack that was adjacent to the rack that I found the sweater. This rack consisted of only jeans. I looked through the rack and found a pair of flared jeans that caught my eye. I quickly found the size that I needed. After doing a bit more shopping Nadine and I, after conferring with each other about what items we got, we took our stuff up to the register. It ended up costing Michael €574. Again, with a swipe of a card, it was paid for. I ran to the dressing rooms and changed into one of the outfits that I bought.
“Ooh, I like that color on you Crys, what is it…burgundy?” Nadine said complimenting my top. It was burgundy turtleneck sweater, with black jeans to go with it. I nodded. Michael wrapped his arm around me. Michael then turned around and walked backwards.
“Well we have…” Michael checked his watch, “About an hour left before we are supposed to meet Miguel.”
“I want coffee…” I said, looking at Nadine. Nadine nodded in agreement.
“I agree with Crys, coffee sounds good.”
“Coffee? Teens drink coffee now-a-days?”
“Yeah, it’s like the must have these days is for teens to go around with a Starbucks cups glued to their hands…duh? Like where have you been?” I teased, looking at Michael. He stopped and gave us both a serious glance.
“Are you for real?”
“Well, come to think about it, yeah I am.”
“No wonder why there’s so much hyperactivity today…” Michael teased back. I playfully shoved him, rolling my eyes. He came back around and put his arm around my shoulders.
“Okay, so where is the nearest coffee shop?”
“Right down there,” Nadine said pointing to a coffee shop across the mall on the floor below us. In a matter of ten minutes we were all sitting in the small coffee shop. I sat there making conversation with Nadine and Michael as we sipped on our beverages. Michael would check his watch every now and then. Michael then downed the rest of his French Vanilla Cappuccino and looked at us.
“Well ladies, are you ready to go? We have to meet Miguel for you lessons.” Nadine and I looked at each other with uncertainty at Michael’s words. Both of us were unsure if we would be able to play the role of high profile divas, even for a night.
“Oh, come on, are you scared?” Michael taunted, switching glances from Nadine to me. I scowled at Michael.
“Scared? No. Unsure of what to expect? Yes.” I said, looking at Nadine, who nodded in agreement. I turned my gaze back to Michael who looked at me with just as much intensity.
“He will be showing you proper dining etiquette and how to act like ladies.” Michael said, in a nonchalant tone. I shrugged.
“Okay, but he better keep his hands to himself, and not be overly annoying--”
“Overly annoying as in what?”
“Well, I should say overly girly.” I said, preparing myself for my bad imitation. “Like, oh my God! I love your hair, I just want to touch it…Oh my God, that shirt is absolutely perfect on you! Where’d you get it…” Michael busted out laughing while putting a hand on my arm to stop me. Nadine was laughing so hard her face was turning red.
“Crys, believe me when I say that he’s not even close to that. He’s from Spain and runs a Culinary School in Madrid.” Michael said getting up from his seat and helping the both of us out of our seats.
“What is he doing here in Dublin then?”
“He’s doing a demonstration at a culinary conference. He took time out of his busy schedule to do this.” I felt kind of bad now for giving this guy who I haven’t even met yet a bad time. I gave Michael an apologetic look and he nodded.
“It’s okay, you didn’t know.” Michael said as we made out way to the bottom floor. We got into the limo that was still parked outside. The rain was coming down in torrents as the limo drove out of the roof of the mall. I grabbed Michael’s hand in mine and gave it a little squeeze. He looked at me and he lips touched mine in a soft, feather-light kiss. Nadine looked at us and rolled her eyes as we made our way to Miguel’s.
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