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At Last (Part Eleven)
Hello. Uh...sorry that I wasn't on for a while. I was very busy, and actually this is supposed to be part ten. Well, uh, I want to dedicate this to the mjsite peeps all over the globe and Michael Jackson. PS, I am praying for those in Japan who have experienced a terrible tsunami. For the Japanese folks...I am very sorry and Imma pray for ya'll and your families who are going through this massive disaster and I'm doing a special dedication to the Japanese folks who survived this but also the ones who lost their lives because of this. I love you and I am praying for you guys. ---------------------------------------------------------------- *July 16, 1988* I was then eight and a half months pregnant, and I felt soooo weird! Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I just didn't feel like myself at all. My belly was so huge, my back was hurting, my hormones were off the wall (lol) and my breasts were so swollen and so tender. They had also grew larger than usual. Anyway, I was very excited on this day because that day was going to be a good Saturday in London! Michael was going to meet Princess Di and he asked if I wanted to come and meet her along with him. I, of course said yes. On that night, i put on my finest black maternity dress and it looked like this: http://zulamaternity.com/images/patiodressblthumb.jpg (ignore the woman wearing it) I also did something with my hair, since it looked a mess. When we arrived at the Wembley Stadium, we had to wait in line to meet her, and I was very excited because I had always wanted to meet her. I was so amazed when she came out. She was wearing a beautiful yellow dress that made her look like a queen. I was so shocked in a good way; I was shocked because she looked even more beautiful in person that on TV or in the magazines. She started to have a conversation with Michael and then she started to talk to me. She was very nice. Princess Di: Hello. (smiles) Me: (nervous) H-Hi. I was very nervous because she was so amazing and so nice. I couldn't believe she was standing in front of me. She looked down at me and put her hand on my belly. Princess Di: (in amazement) Wow! How long are you? Me: Eight months, but really...I feel like this baby's gonna pop right out of me any minute. (giggles a little) Princess Di: (giggles along with me) That's how I felt when I was pregnant with my son. Being a mom is so wonderful...but still, it's a lot of hard work, even for me. Are you ready to be a mother? Me: Yes. (smiles) I'm very ready. Princess Di: (smiles) Great. What's your name, Love? Me: Felicity Banks, but some people call me Lissie. Princess Di: Nice to meet you, Felicity. You are a very beautiful girl. Me: Oh, please. I'm not even half as beautiful as you. Princess Di: Aw, you're sweet. (looks back at Michael) I bet you're really in love with him. Me: Yes, I am. And I'm so glad to be having his baby. I'm so happy to give him a blessing. Princess Di couldn't help but smile at me. A few minutes later, Michael's concert started. Both of us were in the stands, just looking at him dance and sing out his heart and soul. Princess Di: Are you and Michael going to get married? Me: (giggles to myself) I don't know. Maybe one day, but not right now. Princess Di: But you would be perfect to be his wife. Me: I guess I am...but if we get married, I'm so inviting you. Princess Di: (smiles) Thank you! (hugs me) She was such a nice woman. She was so full of life, and may she rest in peace. I miss her. After the concert, Michael and I took the limo back into the hotel, and since he had to discuss some tour settings with Frank, I went into the room by myself. When I went inside, I saw someone I did not expect to see at all. It was LATOYA! She was holding one of my nightgowns. What the fudge?! LaToya: Hmm, lingerie. I guess that was used to seduce and lure my brother into your scandalous trap. Me: Okay...number one: what in the hell are you doing in our room, and number two: he bought that for me. (smirks) LaToya: (gasps) YOU SLUT! (rips my nightgown) Me: Why did you do that?! LaToya: Because you're not right for my brother. That baby in your stomach may not even be his. Me: (angry) How can you say that about your own nephew? LaToya: You know what? Maybe you should give a DNA test to all the men you charged for your services. (gives an evil smile) Me: You evil, cold bitch! You're lucky I'm pregnant. (gets in her face) If I wasn't, I would seriously screw you up. We were starting to get it on right then and there, but thank God Michael came in. Michael: LaToya, what are you doing in here? What's going on? LaToya: I'm exposing you to the nasty tramp that she is! Me: What did you say? "Nasty tramp?" Now, I will beat your a-- We started to get into an argument, and Michael stopped it. Michael: Stop it! Stop it, you two! (to LaToya) Look. Don't call the mother of my child a tramp. You know what? Just...please leave. LaToya just finally left and throughout the night, Michael wouldn't talk to me. He was basically ignoring me, and it really hurt. But after some time, he was his normal self again. The whole LaToya situation just faded away from our minds, and we moved on... Whatcha think, yall???? Vote!
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