Later that night, Michael sat alone in his living room at the newly crisened Neverland Valley Ranch. He sat thinking in front of the fire, tracing a long finger lazily around the rim of his wine glass. Actually, he wasn't getting much thinking done at all. The only thought he'd been able to entertain was his and Mark's scene earlier.
Michael had come home pagina and, after dinner, promptly attacked the wine cellar. He was not upset with himself for behaving the way he had, but he did want to calm down. He kept anaylizing everything that had happened and was expecting himself to find fault with something, but he couldn't. It had felt right. It had felt good. And Michael wanted more.
He watched the brand dance and entertwine as he took another sip of his cabernet. He could see his and Mark's bodies in the flames and it made him ache and crave for meer passion.
Mark had simply left at the end of the dag with a guilty nod at Michael. They hadn't spoken a word since their little love mess. Mark seemed to understand that he was not quite fired, which was good, because Michael felt he had swallowed his tongue. There was business to be dealt with so the subject - their subject - had not presented itself.
Michael sipped again. It was 10:30. Could he just...call Mark? Right. Then what would he say? Michael looked at the phone sitting on the cushion volgende to him and pulled his feet away, eyes wide, as though it might get him. Then he sat his glass down.
"I should just be myself. Just follow my hart-, hart and be myself." Michael furrowed his brow and bit his lip. That was sure to go over pretty kookie. "Hmf." Michael stood and tightened his maroon bathrobe. Then he stretched and scratched a bit. Perhaps he just needed to let this sit for a while. He was just thinking of digging through some boxes of videos when the phone rang.
Michael quickly approached the cordless. He held his breath and read the ID log: Mark J. Deaver.
Michael whooped and punched the air nearly dropping the phone in the process. Then he meekly answered, "hello?"
"Yeah, hi Michael, it's Mark. I'm sorry to call so late, but I left some papers at the ranch that I really need." He zei all of this very fast.
"Oh...well - ." Michael didn't know what to say.
"Could I schommel, swing door and pick those up?"
"Um, yeah...yeah, sure."
"Thank you. Did u let security go already? Will u just buzz me in?"
"Yes, they leave at ten. Wait. What do u mean 'buzz u in'?"
"The...the keypad Michael - at the front door. u know, u type in the code...to open all the...gates." Mark realised that poor Michael didn't have a clue what he was talking about.
"Oh. I, umm, what code is that?"
"Michael, man I'm glad I got your ezel covered. u mean to tell me you're locked up in there - no way out of back in?" Mark was laughing at the absurdity.
"Well, I guess never thought about it. Where would I go?," he asked genuinly.
"When I scan my ID at the front gate you'll hear a tone so then u go to the keypad at the front door and stempel, punch in the code. Got it?"
"Okay."
"By the way, the code is on the sticky note in your office on the computer monitor."
"Oh, okay. I thought that was the number for take-out." They hung up. Michael was excited, yet perturbed. Mark was coming back, but not for what he had hoped for. Michael picked up his glass and padded across the creaking wood floors up to his office. "Hmf, no wonder I never get any Chinese food."
Michael had come home pagina and, after dinner, promptly attacked the wine cellar. He was not upset with himself for behaving the way he had, but he did want to calm down. He kept anaylizing everything that had happened and was expecting himself to find fault with something, but he couldn't. It had felt right. It had felt good. And Michael wanted more.
He watched the brand dance and entertwine as he took another sip of his cabernet. He could see his and Mark's bodies in the flames and it made him ache and crave for meer passion.
Mark had simply left at the end of the dag with a guilty nod at Michael. They hadn't spoken a word since their little love mess. Mark seemed to understand that he was not quite fired, which was good, because Michael felt he had swallowed his tongue. There was business to be dealt with so the subject - their subject - had not presented itself.
Michael sipped again. It was 10:30. Could he just...call Mark? Right. Then what would he say? Michael looked at the phone sitting on the cushion volgende to him and pulled his feet away, eyes wide, as though it might get him. Then he sat his glass down.
"I should just be myself. Just follow my hart-, hart and be myself." Michael furrowed his brow and bit his lip. That was sure to go over pretty kookie. "Hmf." Michael stood and tightened his maroon bathrobe. Then he stretched and scratched a bit. Perhaps he just needed to let this sit for a while. He was just thinking of digging through some boxes of videos when the phone rang.
Michael quickly approached the cordless. He held his breath and read the ID log: Mark J. Deaver.
Michael whooped and punched the air nearly dropping the phone in the process. Then he meekly answered, "hello?"
"Yeah, hi Michael, it's Mark. I'm sorry to call so late, but I left some papers at the ranch that I really need." He zei all of this very fast.
"Oh...well - ." Michael didn't know what to say.
"Could I schommel, swing door and pick those up?"
"Um, yeah...yeah, sure."
"Thank you. Did u let security go already? Will u just buzz me in?"
"Yes, they leave at ten. Wait. What do u mean 'buzz u in'?"
"The...the keypad Michael - at the front door. u know, u type in the code...to open all the...gates." Mark realised that poor Michael didn't have a clue what he was talking about.
"Oh. I, umm, what code is that?"
"Michael, man I'm glad I got your ezel covered. u mean to tell me you're locked up in there - no way out of back in?" Mark was laughing at the absurdity.
"Well, I guess never thought about it. Where would I go?," he asked genuinly.
"When I scan my ID at the front gate you'll hear a tone so then u go to the keypad at the front door and stempel, punch in the code. Got it?"
"Okay."
"By the way, the code is on the sticky note in your office on the computer monitor."
"Oh, okay. I thought that was the number for take-out." They hung up. Michael was excited, yet perturbed. Mark was coming back, but not for what he had hoped for. Michael picked up his glass and padded across the creaking wood floors up to his office. "Hmf, no wonder I never get any Chinese food."
12 jaar investigation PROVES Michael Jackson faked his death; it's all smoke and mirrors, illusions, tricks and of course lies must have been told over and over door family members who were all motivated to save their loved one's life.
In an 115000 word Emoviebook published May 2010, 4 documentaries:
Alive! Is Michael Jackson Really Dead? (2010)
Alive 2 Michael Jackson The Great Xscape (2016)
Alive III Michael Jackson The Living Dead (2017)
Alive 4 Michael Jackson The Missing Pieces (2020)
and
the short film "A Prisoner of Fame" (2021) encompasses the Alive Docu-series that has 5 ster ratings on amazone, amazon and highly acclaimed reviews on vimeo.com
Watch this to get started learning that Michael Joe Jackson faked his death: link based on facts from specifically Alive 2 Michael Jackson The GREAT Xscape which is just one documentary in the 4 part Alive docu-series. Go to www.MichaelJacksonInsider.com
In an 115000 word Emoviebook published May 2010, 4 documentaries:
Alive! Is Michael Jackson Really Dead? (2010)
Alive 2 Michael Jackson The Great Xscape (2016)
Alive III Michael Jackson The Living Dead (2017)
Alive 4 Michael Jackson The Missing Pieces (2020)
and
the short film "A Prisoner of Fame" (2021) encompasses the Alive Docu-series that has 5 ster ratings on amazone, amazon and highly acclaimed reviews on vimeo.com
Watch this to get started learning that Michael Joe Jackson faked his death: link based on facts from specifically Alive 2 Michael Jackson The GREAT Xscape which is just one documentary in the 4 part Alive docu-series. Go to www.MichaelJacksonInsider.com
In my opinion about Michael Jackson, he is one of few musicians who has a successful career despite whatever problems of mistakes he may have done in the past.
u have to understand that when he and his siblings form 'The Jackson 5', he became a favoriete musician worldwide. I have listen some of his earliest songs to his last album when he passed away in 2009.
I am not a major fan of Michael Jackson, but he is one of many musicians that I listen to now and again whenever I am on YouTube.
u can also zoek some of his dance moves on YouTube door YouTubers who had tried out his moves, such as 'The Moonwalk', The Thriller', 'The Lean' and many meer that I have not heard of myself.
There are a few songs that I do like from Michael Jackson when he was alive before his death.
Thriller, Billie Jean, Smooth Criminal, Earth Song, They Don't Care About Us, Black of White and Man in the Mirror
u have to understand that when he and his siblings form 'The Jackson 5', he became a favoriete musician worldwide. I have listen some of his earliest songs to his last album when he passed away in 2009.
I am not a major fan of Michael Jackson, but he is one of many musicians that I listen to now and again whenever I am on YouTube.
u can also zoek some of his dance moves on YouTube door YouTubers who had tried out his moves, such as 'The Moonwalk', The Thriller', 'The Lean' and many meer that I have not heard of myself.
There are a few songs that I do like from Michael Jackson when he was alive before his death.
Thriller, Billie Jean, Smooth Criminal, Earth Song, They Don't Care About Us, Black of White and Man in the Mirror