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Too Late *Part One*

Hello! It's Tiara again and here's another story. This is dedicated to Lexi, for helping me out. Enjoyy!
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*Renaissance Hotel, Amsterdam, Netherlands, September 29, 1996, 12:23 A.M.*
*In Michael's Point of View*

On The Phone: (what Michael is saying)

"When are you coming?"
"Oh, wonderful, 12:30 sounds great."
"Yes, I'll pay you extra..."
"Would you be okay if I pay 80,357 euros (same as 115,336 dollars) if you do that for me?"
"Ok, great! I'll see you then..."
"Ok, bye!"
*Hangs up phone*

After I hang up the telephone, I gave out a huge sigh as I laid down on my hotel bed. My stomach was tied in hostile knot, my knees were restless, and I constantly cramped my hands together, and I could not keep still. I was breathing heavily, while whispering "Oh, God" to myself. I buried my head in my hands and thought about what I was planning to do. I felt like crying. As you can see, I was nervous and fearful...and also hesitant and confused. I had so many emotions inside of me that I just couldn't control. I couldn't find a way to let all of them out; I was stuck with them. You see, I was having a phone conversation with a girl named Jet, and I have never seen her before but she sounds so beautiful. Jet is not your typical European girl. Jet is a prostitute. I know, I know, Michael, why in the hell are you talking to a prostitute? Long story. Well, back in 1994, in Amsterdam, one of my friends, Jack, wanted to host my bachelor party before marrying Lisa Marie Presley, so he came up with a party that he thought I would enjoy. What was his idea? A strip bar! I didn't want to go at first, but Jack convinced me to come and just celebrate single life before marrying. We went over to the best strip bar in town. There were a lot of strippers, who stripped off their clothes, gave lap dances and danced on poles. But this one stripper caught my eye. It was Jet. She had curly, chocolate brown hair, big, blue, baby eyes, and beautiful skin. Even though she was wearing provacative clothing, soon to be stripped off, inside, there was an innocent, babyface of such a precious, little girl that attracted me so much. As she twirled down the pole, laid on the floor and stripped fully naked for all of us, in the middle of her performance, she took a brief glance at me and gave me a sweet smile. It made me smile a little bit. She was so gorgeous. I had never seen such a gorgeous girl ever in my life. I also stared at her as she laid right in front of me. I couldn't help but inspect all over her naked body. Such beautiful curves she had! When she laid, she was mostly near me. She had beautiful, long legs and full, thick breasts. At the end of her dance, she walked off stage, but before, she gave me one last smile, before walking off. Jack could tell I was fascinated with her.

Jack: Hey, Mike...(smiles a sneaky smile) I see you diggin' that girl out.
Me: What? No, I wasn't. (lying)
Jack: Don't play that game with me, dawg. It was obvious you were lookin' at her booty.
Me: I was not! (lying face)
Jack: (chuckling) Man, you a trip! Hey, if you wanna know about her, her name's Jet Morchaster, she's 28, and she also turns tricks and walks the streets. If you wanna holla at her or get some from her, here's her number. (gives me an index card with her number) You should check it out! You know, I heard she gives good head, you know what I'm sayin? 
(winks)
Me: Um...no thanks, man. I don't do that. (gives him the card back)
Jack: Aw, come on, man! Live a little!
Me: Nah. I'm cool...
Jack: (smacks his teeth) Alright, man. But if you feel lonely...(hands me the card back)...she's the one to call. (walks to the bar)

Card:

"For some amazing fun, call Jet Morchaster for some non-stop, scandalous action! 
Charges: $10-200,000
Description: Sexy, young, brunette, from Russia, willing to communicate, will give you the best time
Phone#: 345-675-3852
Call Now!!"

I looked at the card over and over again, and just thought. 
"I don't want to do this. I respect women, I'm not just going to buy them for a night...but she is so beautiful, and I'm not going to get any contact with her besides this card. Maybe I should take Jack's word for it and try it...but not now."

To Be Continued...

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