Mike had just got the biggest applause of his career. He was backstage having a sip of water from a plate. Mike then heard Jess coming and then he heard the mp3 player coming with her. "Mike could you type up what the finale is going to be again?. Sorry to be a pain but I just wanted to make sure". Mike couldn't be shocked at how good Jess had been tonight. She was actually the best assistant Mike could wish for , Mike had no problem typing up what would be the final stint. The final stint involved Mike grabbing somebody's shoe from the audience (preferrably a woman) and then he would grab some a mini pritt stick which he had placed in his pocket and would hang on inside the front section of the shoe. Jess would then lift the shoe up and shake it about proving that Mike had disappeared from the shoe. Then she would put the shoe down and give it a tap. The tap would be when everybody is clapping Mike would jump out and then Jess would give the shoe back to the owner. Jess had strict instructions to not point out where Mike was when he escaped. This was so the audience would walk out scratching their heads. Mike also told Jess that she could leave as soon as the audience started to leave. Mike didn't want her waiting for the audience to leave before she could as she gave such a good job tonight.


It was time.

1st Person Virew From Mike Russo In His Last Minutes.

"Ladies and Gentleman , I need one of you to raise your hand up in the air if you want to be selected for Michael Rossi's final act of the night". I heard Jess speak as I laid back and looked at the audience on top of my box. The box was not that high up but if I jumped then I would break my leg. As soon as Jess spoke, I saw dozens upon dozens of hands go up. I couldn't imagine life getting greater than this. "Madam, may I borrow your right shoe". I looked over to Jess as she was speaking to this gorgeous woman. She had to be in her late 20's. She was probably too young to be a MILF. She was about 28. She had long black hair and had on black flats to accompany her jeans. The woman gave her flat to Jess. "May I ask your name, Maam?". Jess really was doing a good job. "My name is Samantha". I heard Jess speak to Samantha. She was making small talk so I could get prepared. Then Jess dropped down the flat down onto my box. I ran in feeling the pritt stick in my pocket and bolted to the toe section. I put the pritt stick on my hands and went to put my hands on top of the fabric inside the shoe. It was hard for me to stick to so I tried to stick to the bottom of Samantha's shoe. It was a sucess and I then felt Jess throw me about to prove that I had disappeared inside the shoe. Then while everybody clapped,Jess gave the tap and I tried to get out. However I underestimated how sticky the bottom of her shoe would be. I had pullted out both hands and ran to the slope of Samantha's shoe only for Jess to move. Oh No!!! Jess was giving the shoe back. I looked up as I was almost out the shoe, only to see five huge manicured digits coming. The toes surronded me and my face ended up being stuck under her big toe while my other half of my body were under the second toe. I heard Samantha say "Let's go while everybody is clapping. This show blows".I shed a tear as now whenever she moved the full weight of her would slam into my face causing me to cry. I now was subject to being under this woman's feet. Then I felt a hell of a lot of pain coming through my head. Then -

Mike Russo's skull was smushed underneath the big toe of the one woman who didn't care for Magic.


THE END.