It took me awhile to wake up the following morning. My body was exhausted. My throat felt like it was on fire. My hair looked like it went through a tornado....When I finally did open my eyes, I was surprised to find the other half of the bed empty....."Michael?" I whispered, sitting straight up. Panic immediately set in my veins as I jumped out of bed nearly tripping over the sheets and busting my ass. "Shit where are my clothes?" I whispered, looking around. Then it hit me. Aw Damn. When I came in here last nite I only had on that silk white robe....Where the hell was the robe then? For the life of me I couldn't find it. Letting out a tired sigh, I took a seat on the edge on the bed. "Oh boy....this shit is insane" I said softly to myself, running a hand threw my wild dirty blondish brown curls. 'I should probably just go back to sleep' I thought since I BARELY got any the night before. Yawning, I crawled back into bed. "Ouch!" I winced. My legs were sore as hell! Well, it was more my inner thighs that stung in pain. God, I didn't even wanna THINK about what Michael did to me the night before, or like earlier that morning.....When I rested my head on the pillow, I found a little note. How did I not notice it before? Pulling the paper out, I read it. 'Good morning beautiful. Sorry I couldn't be there when you woke up :( I had to attend some business meetings but I should be back by noon. There's breakfast in the kitchen (I made it....well Virginia did but I helped!) Make yourself at home and I'll see you when I get back....Oh, and before you go downstairs make sure you put on some clothes first! You can wear some of mine if you want ;) see you when I get back!....-Michael a.k.a your baby' I couldn't help but smile as I placed the note on the dresser. I put on a pair of Michael's black sweatpants (they actually fit my size!) And one of his white dress shirts which looked more like a gown on me than an actual shirt. I placed my wild hair up in a messy bun and tip toed downstairs. "Hello?" I called out and immediately frowned at the raspy tone of my voice. Damn Was I screaming THAT loud last night? There was no one to be found. I took a seat at the table, grabbing a strawberry from the platter of fruits. "DROP THAT STRAWBERRY THIS INSTANT!" I heard another voice yell causing me to jump. "Haha gotcha!" It was Terrell. "Oh my gosh Teri?!" I jumped up from the table to give him a hug. "Damn what happened? Why you sounding so hoarse girl?" Terrell asked, looking down at the outfit I wore. "Ooooo snap and why you wearing boss's clothes? Tsk tsk I ain't stupid.....y'all were gettin y'all freak on huh!" I felt my cheeks go red, not really knowing how to respond. "Aw relax Autumn I won't tell! Boss seems to really care about you. I swear nowadays your ALL he ever talks about!" Terrell said, sitting on top of the counter. He grabbed a chocolate chip muffin, taking a huge bite. I continued to pick at the fruit on my plate. "Where did you go yesterday?" I asked. "I went out to the club. I wanted to give you and boss some.... you know, 'alone time' by the way, did you enjoy your birthday surprise? I forgot to wish you a happy birthday yesterday" Terrell said, jumping off the counter and going into the refrigerator to grab some water bottles. I smiled, taking the water bottle from him. "It was great! I still can't believe I'm here.....how did I get here again?" Terrell busted out laughing before he answered. "Well let's see, we were in the van for a good 2 hours before we got on the plane" My eyes widened. "Plane?!" Terrell nodded. "Yep. you were past out during most of the time though" I nodded. Hell, I was still tired now! Terrell and I continued to hang out for the next couple hours. In those few hours I found out that Terrell was actually related to Michael (should've known. He looks sorta like him!). He was Michael's  youngest nephew (Marlon's son). "So why don't you call him uncle Michael then?" I asked. Terrell shrugged. "I don't know I think 'boss' sounds so much cooler. It's more mysterious....like you gotta think of who I'm talkin about!" I also found out the reason why Terrell was left with me in the house was bacause Michael had made him become one of my personal bodyguards. It worked out perfect since I loved being around him! He was quite a character to say the least. When Michael had finally arrived home it had been around 4:00. I had gone upstairs to take a quick nap in the guest room. It wasn't until I felt a pair of arms lift me up and place me back in his bed that I had woken up. "Hey your back...." I said. Michael nodded. "I'm so sorry I was late. The meeting went on a little more longer than I had expected. How we're things here with you and Teri?" I smiled. "I'm pretty sure I just made a new best friend. Teri is awesome!" Michael pouted. "Baby I thought I was your best friend?" "Ha you thought wrong!" I joked sitting up in bed to give him a kiss. "I missed you all morning....i I couldn't wait for that meeting to end" I heard him whisper, beginning to place kisses inside my neck. I gripped the bed sheets with both my hands, letting a soft moan eescape my lips. "I missed you too...." I managed to breathe out. Michael chuckled against my neck. He then slowly opened my legs wide, taking off the black sweatpants. "Michael....I'm so sore" I whined but didn't try to put up a fight as my sweatpants fell to the floor. And Of course I wasn't wearing any underwear....Michael looked down and smirked. I felt my face blush. "Well I can see somebody's excited to see me huh" He then inserted one of his slender fingers in me causing me to intake a sharp breath. "I didn't wanna wear mmmmm your b-boxers" I moaned. "I wouldn't have mind....it turns me on so damn bad to see you in my clothes" Michael said, his voice husky as leaned his head down towards my warmth. "I sure missed this...." he whispered before making a humming sound on my bud. His fingers were literally pumping in and out of me making me go crazy. I was pretty sure my eyes had rolled back in my head. "Oh god! I'm coming! I'm coming!!!" I cried out, my back arching as I felt my juices release. When I opened my eyes again and looked down at Michael he had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "What?" My voice cracked. "Honey you made a mess in my bed! You were wetter than a damn waterfall" he joked, placing the finger he used in me inside his mouth. "Damn baby you taste good" he growled, crawling up on the bed to attack my lips with wet kisses. Suddenly I got on top of him, straddling his hips. "Now it's my turn" I whispered as I pinned his arms up and began to unbuckle his belt. "S-Shit!" Michael gasped as I took him entirely in my mouth. He tasted salty with a little bit of sweetness. "Just like that...." he moaned, his hips thrusting slightly. I felt his hands rip the scrunchie out of my hair, letting my curls tumble out and his fingers got lost in them, massaging my scalp. Just like how he did to me, I made a low humming sound with my mouth and that's when Michael lost it. "F-Fuck baby I'm almost.....t-there ughhhh" He groaned out, spilling his warm seed in my mouth. I sat up, putting my hair back up in a messy bun. "Your amazing" Michael breathed out, his chest heaving up and down. I let out a giggle. "Well hey I try!" The rest of the day consisted of Michael and I hanging out. Fucking. Eating. Fucking again. Watching movies in bed. Fucking. Going on the rides. Feeding the animals. Oh and did I mention fucking? How did he not get tired, I have no idea. I swear, even though Michael was older than me (in his early to mid 40's) Man still had the energy of someone half his age. It sort of reminded me of the energizer bunny. He just kept going and going! If the fans knew about this side of him they'd probably flip! I could just see the headline story now: 'Michael Jackson....An Absolute Freak In The Sheets?!" By now it was dark out at the ranch. Michael and I were cuddling up in bed watching spongebob. Suddenly he grabbed the remote and turned off the tv. I hit him in the shoulder. "Hey I was watching that!" I said but got quiet as I noticed the look on his face. "I have something I wanna ask you...." he started. "Of course I'd love to go feed the animals again!" I joked. "Autumn I'm serious" Michael said. "Sorry. What's up?" "Next week I'm putting on a show in Madison square garden. It'll be like a special.....a 30th anniversary of my years in the music business...." I nodded, not really knowing exactly what he was getting at. "So....you want me to perform with you? I have absolutely NO talent Mike!" I said causing him to laugh. "No silly! I'll be performing yes. But I was wondering if you would like to attend? You can bring your whole family too if you want. My entire family's gonna be there as well" I placed a finger on my chin, tapping it. "Gee, I don't know....I may have something already planned that day...." Michael's face fell. "Just kidding! Of course I'll come! It'll be nice to finally get to see what all the fuss is about when it comes to your concerts!" I said but Michael didn't respond right away. Instead he bit his bottom lip, looking me up and down (I was in a Neverland light blue night gown) "You're 'cuming' huh?" "Ugh Jackson! get yo head outta the gutter!" I threw a pillow at him. "Wait, so you've never seen me perform before?"  I shook my head, leaning back against the pillows in bed. "Nope" "Not even during the Victory, Bad, Dangerous, or HIStory tours? I've been to your city at least once on all of those tours over the years" Michael said, wrapping his arms around my waist. I shrugged. "What can I say? I don't really care for the king of pop's music.....it ain't all that.....I'm not really a 'fan' member?" Michael faked a pout, placing a hand over his chest. "You know, I FEEL when you say hurtful things like that. It's not very nice...." "Oh Yeah? You feel this?" I asked, grabbing him underneath the covers. "Is THAT nice?" I purred, leaning in to nibble on his ear. "Must  you turn every conversation we have  in to something sexual?" Michael half questioned half moaned out in the darkness. I shook my head, stroking him faster. "YOU'RE the one who's got their mind in the gutter Jackson. I'm 100 percent pure" "Pure my ass...." Michael mumbled making me laugh.