Chapter One: Flasher
It was a slow night in Paradise, but Jagger didn’t care. He loved making music, and whether there was a large audience on hand to appreciate it or not was beside the point. He loved being onstage with his eclectic band which included two fallen angels and a human.
He was the lead singer, and he was insanely good at it. His range stupefied even the most discerning and hard core rockers, and he composed nearly all the songs.
Having the name he had didn’t hurt either. He had been named after a client that his own father had bequeathed an extra long life and a mega helping of luck to that happened to be the lead singer for Diabolus’ favorite all time rock band.
In truth the band had been around for centuries and was still going strong in their 50th year, more popular than ever.
The first time he noticed Neon he was on stage, in the middle of a set. There were quite a few couples doing their thing on the dance floor, alternately jumping wildly or grinding against each other in an attempt to mimic a horizontal act in a vertical manner, and suddenly time seemed to slow down a fraction of a second, and the sea of bodies parted, and he saw her.
One side of her head was shaved, and the other was layered in a cutting edge bob, blonde as blonde gets, with a few pink tendrils running through it. He could see a sparkle from time to time and he wondered how she managed that. She had what seemed like a nice rack that she had minimized by throwing a strategically ripped tee over her neon sports bra and was wearing a skirt that stuck out like a ballerina’s tutu, showing off some fabulous legs and stack heeled boots.
Her style wasn’t what captured his attention though, it was the way she moved that caused her to stand out. She had a few hip hop moves for the song’s funky chorus, but could switch between that and fluid, undulating motions in a seamless manner that made her dancing seem like visual poetry.
He found her captivating, and as he sang one of the band’s most popular songs,” My Big Bang”, he instantly felt that he was singing the words directly to her.
“Get naked and pour yourself over me
Both our skins electric
Fuck me now and fuck me hectic
I can’t get enough
Take me on a magic ride
Come and fuck away my pride
Lose my soul in your insides
I can’t get enough…”
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He was the lead singer, and he was insanely good at it. His range stupefied even the most discerning and hard core rockers, and he composed nearly all the songs.
Having the name he had didn’t hurt either. He had been named after a client that his own father had bequeathed an extra long life and a mega helping of luck to that happened to be the lead singer for Diabolus’ favorite all time rock band.
In truth the band had been around for centuries and was still going strong in their 50th year, more popular than ever.
The first time he noticed Neon he was on stage, in the middle of a set. There were quite a few couples doing their thing on the dance floor, alternately jumping wildly or grinding against each other in an attempt to mimic a horizontal act in a vertical manner, and suddenly time seemed to slow down a fraction of a second, and the sea of bodies parted, and he saw her.
One side of her head was shaved, and the other was layered in a cutting edge bob, blonde as blonde gets, with a few pink tendrils running through it. He could see a sparkle from time to time and he wondered how she managed that. She had what seemed like a nice rack that she had minimized by throwing a strategically ripped tee over her neon sports bra and was wearing a skirt that stuck out like a ballerina’s tutu, showing off some fabulous legs and stack heeled boots.
Her style wasn’t what captured his attention though, it was the way she moved that caused her to stand out. She had a few hip hop moves for the song’s funky chorus, but could switch between that and fluid, undulating motions in a seamless manner that made her dancing seem like visual poetry.
He found her captivating, and as he sang one of the band’s most popular songs,” My Big Bang”, he instantly felt that he was singing the words directly to her.
“Get naked and pour yourself over me
Both our skins electric
Fuck me now and fuck me hectic
I can’t get enough
Take me on a magic ride
Come and fuck away my pride
Lose my soul in your insides
I can’t get enough…”
Copyright by p.mattern 2018 all Rights Reserved