"All the people.. tell me, what would they say? If they knew this, how you hide it away?" Paul asked, caressing your cheek as you sat on his lap at the backstage of a club, the club that Paul was about to play at with KISS. He was about to take the stage.

"Tying your hair up.. keeping your blouse buttoned tight, just to do this at night?" He asked, a wicked smile on his face. You were his secret girlfriend, after all, you couldn't have the people at your 9-5 knowing that you were dating a rockstar known for being lewd and rough- even though you turned into a temptress as soon as the sun set.