I stood in line clutching my cherished copy of my Moonwalker book to my chest. I was one of many awaiting to get my copy signed by Michael Jackson. He came to New York to do interviews about the book and this was his book signing at Barnes and Noble in Manhattan. I've stood in line all day and was beginning to feel dizzy due to not eating. I've never really had a big appetite and today was no different. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I've loved him my whole life. I feel like I've grown up with him. I had just turned 21 that summer and he was only a few years older than me.

From where I was in line, I still couldn't see him. The line crept slowly ahead until finally I was about 10 people back. I could finally see him! He looked so handsome. He had on tight black jeans and a white button down shirt. I started to get even more nervous.

I was finnally next. My hands started to sweat. I walked up to the table when it was my turn. I put the book down in front of him. He looked up at me.

He smiled and said, "Who do I make this out to?". I was speechless. "Hello?" he said. "Oh, I'm sorry, Sable please." I replied. "Is that your name?" he asked. "Yes it is."
"A pretty name for a pretty girl." he replied as he wrote in my book. Thats when it happened. My vision grew dark and my knees buckled, I fainted.
When I came to I was in a back room of the book store with an employee fanning me. "What happened?" I asked. "You fainted girl! Right in front of Michael." she replied. How could I be so stupid, I thought to myself. "Where's my book?" I asked. "Michael has it. He wanted to return it to you personally. He felt bad."

Holy crap! Now I have to face him again. "I'll tell him you're awake." she said as she left the room. Minutes later she returned followed by a very big body guard and Michael. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yes, just embarrased is all." I replied. "Its ok, here's your book. I hope you feel better." he said with a smile as he left the room. "Thanks." I said. I got up a few minutes later and walked to my car.

I got in and opened the book so I could see his autograph. It read as follows.

Thanks for falling for me Sable!
Love Michael
Call me sometime (555) 555-5555.

Wow! I can't believe he left me his number! Only one problem with that. I have a very jealous boyfriend. There's no harm in calling him just to be friends is there?
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Michael's hand slowly crept up my thigh as we made out on the couch. I could feel my insides start to get warm. He sucked on my tongue and I moaned in his mouth. His hand inched closer to my sex until he reached my panties. He stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes. "Lets get rid of these shall we." he whispered to me. He grabbed them and ripped them off my body causing me to gasp outloud. He moved his hand up my thigh again but this time he slipped two fingers inside me. I moaned outloud. "Damn you're so wet Sable...you're so ready for me already." He began to thrust his fingers in and out of me slowly. "That feels so good Michael." I moaned. He began to lick and kiss on my neck. My hand found his crotch and started to massage his co** through his pants, he was huge. He began to moan. He laid me down on the couch. He moved my skirt up to my waist. " I wanna make you come with my mouth baby." he said to me. He lowered his head and began to lick my cl** while finger fu**** me at the same time. "Ohh..Michael...I'm coming..." I yelled. I started to moan and grab his hair.

"Sable! Sable! Wake up" Jake yelled at me. Damn! It was a dream. "You were moaning and saying something." Jake said hovering over me in our bed. "What did I say?" I asked nervously. "Couldn't make it out but it sounded like a pretty good dream. What was it about?" he asked me

I bit my lip nervously. "Oh um...I really don't remember baby." I replied.
"Was it about me?" Jake asked while pinning my arms up above my head.
"Maybe." I replied. He began to kiss my neck while his other hand moved up my thigh. He started to massage my pu*** with his hand.
"That was a good dream..you're so wet girl." he says with surprise as he continues to rub my sex. I feel my face begin to flush.
"Look Jake..I gotta go or I'll be late for work." I say to him.
"What's your problem Sable? You never turn me down." he says
"I just don't wanna be late for work Jake, ok."
"Fine" he says while he moves off of me onto the bed.
I get up and go to the bathroom to shower.

While I shower, thoughts of Michael run through my mind. I can't seem to stop thinking about him. Its been two weeks since our encounter. I've hidden the book so Jake wouldn't find it. I look at it when he's not home contemplating if I should call him or not.
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He probably gives his number out to lots of girls, what makes me so special.
He is so fine though, its so tempting to call. My mind drifts back to the dream I just had. I begin to pleasure myself in the shower thinking about Michael's mouth on me. I reach my climax quickly and finish my shower. Jake is waiting for me on the bed.
"That was a long shower. Feel refreshed." he asks.
"Yes, much better." I say as I get dressed.
I pull my hair back in a ponytail and put on large gold hoop earrings.
"I gotta go Jake. I'll see you tonight." I say
"Ok. Love you babe."
"Love you too Jake. Bye." I say as I hurry out the door.
I work in a small bookstore downtown, not many employees. I park my car and start to walk towards the store. I notice a large crowd gathered outside the store.
"What's going on here?" I ask a random person.
"I heard that Michael Jackson is in there." she replied.
"You're kidding right?" I ask
"No, I think he is." she says.
I make my way through the crowd and there's a bodygard standing at the door.
"I work here." I say to him.
"Can I see some ID" he asks.
I pull out my licence and hand it to him.
"Oh, Ms.Smith, go right in." he says as he hands me my licence back.
Why did he say my name like that. Like he knows me. Strange

I walk into the store but I don't see him. I walk over to Kate, a coworker of mine.
"Hey Kate. Is it true? Is Michael Jackson really here?" I ask
"Yeah. He's towards the back of the store looking at art books. But Joyce (our manager) told us not to talk to him unless he talks to you first." she replied.
"I'm gonna go back there and see." I replied.
I make my way to the back of the store and I spot him thumbing through a book. He lifts his head up and spots me.
"Hey Sable. How come you haven't called me?" he says to me.
Wow. I can't believe he remembered my name. I know he didn't come all the way to New York to ask me why I haven't called him. And how the hell does he know where I work? This has to be a coincidence.
"Um...I don't know...shy I guess. I didn't really think you wanted me to call you." I say blushing.
"Of course I did. I wouldn't have given you my number if I didn't." he says smiling at me.
I stare at him speechless.
"What are you doing for lunch?" he asks me.
"Don't know yet. Why?" I say
"I was wondering if you would go to lunch with me?" he asks me smiling.
Holy crap! I can't believe he's asking me out! What would Jake say about this? There's no harm in going to lunch with him is there? I have been having naughty thoughts about him though, don't know if its such a good idea.
"Please say yes Sable. I would love to get to know you better." he says looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
God he's gorgeous..and his eyes are amazing....I'm curious about him and I would like to get to know him better as well.
"Yeah, sure. I'll go to lunch with you Mr.Jackson." I say
"No. Please call me Michael." he replies.
I blush and feel butterflies in my stomach. This should be an interesting lunch.