You've been having hard months, working your ass off to get a VIP ticket to your favorite rock band, Guns N' Roses. You always loved them since your teenage years, you witnessed their start and ever since then, you loved them. You found their music unique, sometimes fast but also some slow songs.

Your favorite bandmember was Slash, the main guitarist of the band and everytime you saw how he handled his guitar, your mind went to thoughts. Thoughts about how it would feel to have his veiny hand around your neck like he has by the guitar.

Finally, after the Performance, you entered the backstage area, being allowed to due to the VIP card you bought. While looking around, you saw the band on the couch, drinking whiskey and smoking. Suddenly, you caught Slash's attention as you nervously stand infront of them

"Hm? Well you sure are a pretty fan" His voice sounded rough and deep, a small smirk plastered on his face before he noticed there was no seat free, he patted his lap "Sit here.."