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Michael woke me up , with the sweet smell of an iced coffee "Thanks , love." I kissed him while he filled the car with gas thenwe rode off "Okay , Eddie texted me a new target. Name's Catalina Williams. This is a woman , so you're going to do it. She did some pretty sick shit to her husband." He alisema as I looked at him confused "Michael , hell no. Un uh , no no. Unless I can use my fists , no weapons." I put his shati on and my shorts. Michael pulled up kwa a mti across an old barn. "So if you're a wanted criminal , why are wewe still killing?" I asked him as he looked out for the police "Because I got in this thing Eddie was in where we take action against people who do sick and crazy junk, taka to other people. This lady killed her husband and he was a good man. So I'm here to do what she did to him." He explained while we found her unlocking the gate and we waited for her to park in the driveway and walk in the barn. I grabbed the rope and opened the door "Nesha ," Michael whispered as I turned around , biting my bottom lip. He fingered me to come here "Yes Michael" I asked while he smiled "You know , wewe just turn me on with your sexiness. I might mess around and start making upendo to you." He alisema as I kissed him passionately. Michael and I jumped out and walked to the barn. Michael opened the doors "Excuse me , could I ride one of these horses?" I asked as Catalina turned around real scary like. She looked at me with an evil expression "No , well that's too bad. Guess I gotta go to see Walter." I alisema , almost walking away and she was about to jump on me "WAAAALLLLTTTEERRRR!!!!" she screamed , leaping in the air. I punched her in mid air as she fell down hard on the floor. I grabbed her kwa her hair , Michael got the chair and rope. I tied her wrists to the chair along with her legs to the legs of the chair , I slapped her as she woke up "Now before I ngumi, punch wewe to your death , tell me. What did wewe do to your husband?" I asked as she devilishly smiled at me "I skinned him. Because he did not give me any zaidi money to buy boots with." She alisema , I shook my head. I roundhouse kicked her face "You greedy bitch." I spit in her face as I put on some bass, besi knuckles , grabbed her head then punched her so many times , she was bloody and on the verge of dying. I kicked her like a villainous bitch, kahaba as she hung her head , dead. Michael untied her then threw her to the pigs who looked like they haven't been eating for six weeks. I gave him the brass knuckles and walked out "Damn , babe. wewe were kicking punda in there. I was like 'Damn she beat that ass' and the way started it. Man , I can't even comment. How did wewe know his name was Walter?" I laughed "Because it alisema it on her tattoo. On her left arm." I alisema as he picked me up and kissed me. We drove off and went home.
I opened the door and Isis was standing in front of it "Where have wewe two been in the last two days." She complained as Michael answered "We decided to take a little road trip to Brooklyn and make a few visits." Isis pinched his cheek "You are just so adorable." He blushed as she kissed him on the cheek. I made breakfast for him and a glass of machungwa, chungwa juisi "Thank wewe , babe. Your not eating?" He asked as I answered "I'm tired. All that upendo making wewe were giving me , I can barely think straight." Michael smiled widely "Well when I'm done with this food. Girl , wewe wouldn't be able to think at all" he winked while I laughed at him "Boy , wewe so silly." I giggled. He was so funny and goofy. Michael had me going. I took a kuoga and took a nap , with only a towel on. I dreamt about Michael and me living the life of Bonnie and Clyde. upendo and guns was what this relationship with Michael. I wasn't sure if I wanted to end this life au stay. Michael had me under his spell of love. I felt Michael's hardness against my wet womanhood. I moaned while he massaged my back "Wake up , I wanna put it in." Michael whispered as I woke up to the sweet surrender of his sex on mine. I kissed his neck while he took off my towel , telling me all the things he was going to do to me while he started stroking me roughly , making hot upendo to me. His body clung to mine as I was moaning while he was groaning. But it turned out to be a quickie. Michael was laying down beside me , sleeping while I laid down feeling so in love. Michael was so hot and humble. I was turned on kwa his attractive physique.
I slept in his arms the whole night. My upendo for him was such an emotional impact on him. I do everything thing he tells but I refuse to do some other things he tells me. And when he does something wrong , I quickly forgive him. Michael was all I owned and loved so much that I would kill for him and only him TThis armed and dangerous criminal was armed with my moyo and dangerous with my love. We slept in upendo the whole night.
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Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his kitanda with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them kissing each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted zaidi and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The days turn into weeks, and the weeks turn into months to nearly a mwaka as Michael is away in New York. Whenever he wasn’t rehearsing au in a costume fitting, his mind always shifted back to holly – wondering what she was doing, if she was alright au happy. There were so many times he wanted to call and talk to her, but every time he would Diana would want to talk to him au ask him for his help with the dance steps. When she did, everything else seemed to slip away as he reverted back to that nyota struck eleven-year-old boy once again, pining over a woman whom he could never have –...
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So my story began when i was 5/6 years old, i was watching the TV when the onyesha got interrupted kwa a breaking news that alisema "Famous Singer Michael Jackson Died at 50" i didn't think much of it and changed the channel.

Then my mom burst out of the room crying, i asked "what's the matter", she alisema "Michael Jackson died"
I got curious then ask "Who's Michael Jackson?" she told me what an amazing person and fantastic human being he was, and i alisema "How good are his musics, anyway?"
My mom then played my first MJ song, Black au White, i immediately fell in upendo with him and started listening to his...
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