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I had to admit. I did look gorgeous in my strap-less white sparkly dress, curly shoulder length hair, eyeshadow, lip liner, eyeliner, and clear shoes. Sort of like the ones Cendrillon had on. It was now 5 minutes until the wedding. The musique started. I was peeking at Michael from behind the curtains as he was walking down the aisle. He was so handsome. He had on a white tuxedo with a black chemise underneath and black shoes. His hair was fresh with gel to accomodate his long Jehri curls. He had a nice cul, ass too. I was blushing as I saw him walk up there with that sexy swag. Now it was my turn. My little brother Amahd held my dress from behind and my little cousin Mya was the fleur girl. The light breeze tossed my hair in the wind. I saw Michael smiling big and blushing. I finally made it. The preacher stepped in front of us and began his sermon. Michael and I kept exchanging glances at each other. Finally,the preacher looked at Michael and said,"Do toi take Adriana Moesha Daniels to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do." he said. Now the preacher faced me," And do yo take Michael Joseph Jackson as your husband?"

I drew in a deep breath and said,"I do." "I now pronounce toi husband and wife. toi may now Kiss th-" before he could finsh, we were making out. Our families clapped and cheered for us. The younger kids were saying things like,"Eeew, gross, kissing!" Michael's mother came up to me and hugged me. "I'm so happy to meet you!" I said. "Aw, same here sweetie." she said. On our way to the hotel, Michael and I were tongue s’embrasser in the taxi. Michael slipped his hand underneath my robe and rubbed my thighs. "Baby, we can't do this right here right now." I a dit breaking from the intense kiss. "Oh yes we can. We'll have to make it quick." he a dit breathing hard. "Wait until we get to the hotel..." I a dit looking at the driver. Michael was looking frustrated. We finally made it to our hotel. Michael carried me up to our room and gently put me down on the bed. He climbe