Michael

Jennine wrapped herself around Michael as he gently made Amore to her. She loved him and shed only jst met him but her whole body and soul belonged with this man. She made Amore to him as a woman she had never realised existed in her. He bought out all her sexuality. They slept til the sun came up entwined around each other. Jennine woke to dusty sunlight shining through a grime stained window. She turned and glanced at Michael sleeping like an angel. She kissed his angelic face. She heard a noise out side the bedroom door. Covering her nakedness she waited for the door to open. The door flew open as her brother ran in sobbing. Jennine asked him what was wrong but he ignored her. Jennine yelled at him and he still ignored her. Jennine grabbed her accappatoio, vestaglia and ran up to her brother grabbibg him. Her hand went right through him. Gasping she stood in horror. Michael stirred then woke up. seeing her terror he rushed over and held her in his arms

Jennine held her breath as he almost glided neare and stood before her. Two of the beautifulest big brown eyes Jennine had ever seen stared at her intently. Jennines cuore raced just at his closeness. His aura drew her to him. She felt powerless. His full lips were serious as he studied her silently. Jennine blushed under his intent stare. Suddenly he offered his pale hand. Jennine shook his hand surprised to feel it was ice cold. He sat down at the head of the table. All of a sudden a group of servents appeared. Pouring wine into oro goblets and heaping their plates with steaming Cibo they bowed and left the room. Jennine waited for the beautiful man to speak. "Im Michael" he finally said. Jennine liked the sound of his voice. "Do te live here Michael "?Jennine asked timidly. This man intimidated her though she was strongly attracted to him. Michael smiled. Jennine's cuore leapt. His whole face lit up when he smiled.

coming to a small dirt road she looked left and right. There was nowhere else to go but straight up the narrow road. Bumping her way over loose pebbles cursing as her head hit the roof of the car when it went over a particularly large boulder.She finally came to a run down house that had a sign SOMEPLACE ELSE. Hesitating Jennine stepped out of the car, glad to stretch her legs after the long drive. The sun was beginning to go down casting eerie shadows over the already scary looking house. Jennine fumbled for the key in her pocket. Placing it with trembling figers into the rusty lock the door creaked open. Inside was dusty and dark. Jennine fought back a scream as a ragno web brushed her face. flicking the light switch she realised there was no electricity. Great she thought to herself. Now what the hell do I do. She saw two double doors agead of her. She moved towards them slowly. The floor boards creaked as she stepped carefully on the old floor.

Today is the two-year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death -- and the saga has played out like a soap opera about betrayal, jealousy, love, greed and redemption.


When TMZ broke the news, it triggered a flood of stories about Jackson's struggles with drugs, the doctors who enabled him, the mystery surrounding his death, a little known drug called propofol, a family war against Michael's estate, a full court press to erase Michael's debt, and a posthumous marketing campaign to rival Elvis.

Take a look at TMZ's timeline from the moment we found something was terribly wrong with Michael.