EVEN WHEN I'M ASLEEP I'M LOVING YOU BEAUTIFUL MICHAEL

Me and my cousin walked into this crazy hollywood party. there was ice sculptures, the scent of boze, high intentions, and sex. we wasnt even invited but we turned 21 last week and we dared eachother into coming here. we walked through all the craziness and madness as we turned heads as we walked in and made our way into the bar. we both ordered tequilla shots. as we dranked our drinks we sat and scanned the crowed for any good looking men but we hardly could see the dancefloor from all the cigarette smoke that had surrounded us. after me and my cousin finished our rounds of our drinks we hit...

Finally the day came....Mary was in labor. "Oh God get this thing out of me!!!" Mary screamed in agony. "Mary calm down....." Michael said trying to get her to stop screaming. "You did this to me you....ooowww!!WHERES THAT FUCKING EPIDULAL!!" Mary screamed. "Ma'am your ten centimeters dilated its too later to get an epidural, its time to push." the doctor replied as she began to prep mary for her delivery. "Im so going to kill you when im through." Mary said angrliy through clentched teeth. "Dont get mad at me, you wanted it and you got it..last time i checked it takes to tango." Michael said...

This fantasy is the sequel to True love always comes through and Love never comes easy when your a celebertiy. Consider it kind of like a Trilogy this will be the final part unless you guys come up with some ideas :) enjoy.


"Hey Michael look of here!" ,"Turn slightly to you right Mrs. Jackson," No michael look over here!" Michael and diane ran through the crowd of papparizzi to their waiting limo. "Good grief i though we'd never make it out of that mess." Michael said out of breath. "Yea remind me to never go out on a date with you anymore." Diane said annoyed. "Well if im not mistaken you...

The next couple weeks were torture for Michael. Every time he kissed Ashley, he wanted to go further. He knew it was wrong, but there will come a night...where he will want to make love to her...and Ashley knew it. It was torture for her, too. While she was in the lair, dancing, one particular thought came to her mind.
'I want out of this torture...but how can I get out of this?!' She thought.
It had hit her like a ton of bricks. She had to be severely sick to get out of dancing.
'Now how am I gonna get really sick?? Hm...'
Once she stopped dancing, her sister looked at her, her eyebrow of evil...