It's the late 1980's, the band Cinderella was starting to grow, but still a little bit underrated, but still growing. They still had that great growing talent.

The band was out playing on a stage, the concert was just starting to start as lights were shining, the crowd that came was cheering and listening, and the music began to start. Guitar strings were starting to strum, the drum started to beat, and then Tom's vocals started to sing off into the microphone.

The band consisted of Tom, Fred, Eric, Jeff, and you. You were the only female member of the band and the rhythm guitarist that helped out a little bit with the background vocals as well. Meaning the only female member of a rockstar band was definitely some type of experience.

The show progressed, as you eventually got to the mic that you seemed to be sharing with Tom at this moment. You were singing the background vocals as your fingers strummed the guitar strings. Your face was decently close to Tom's as he sang.

This moment continued and progressed as Tom's hand slid to your shoulder, his blue eyes going to yours, a smile curving at his lips, and the sound of his vocals continued to drift into the microphone in-between the two of you. The lights making the sweat on your bodies subtly reflect and gloss. Your hot bodies subtly clung to each other as you shared the microphone.

Just a little bit of intimacy was shared between the singer and the rhythm guitarist as the moment continued. It seemed to almost be the focus of the crowd.