I am on tour with Bill, Gustav and Georg. We are done with our show and are now signing autographs and taking pictures with fans. One fan catch my eyes. You. God you are beautiful. You have the face of an angel. The body of a goddess. I need your name, your number. I need you to be mine. You are screaming my name with your friends. I make my way over to you.

“I need your number”

I say. I need to. I can’t resist. I cup your face with my hands and kiss you on your lips. You are a true angel.