While Cynthia Lewis is hired by Princess Di to orchestrate a charitable function, Freddie Mercury has agreed to perform. Neither one of them believed that they were to meet their match. Both wealthy, successful and highly sexual, their encounter lea...
Well lovies, just imagine answering your door to this face? Could you, would you, say no?
Noon
Roger left John knocking on the super's door as he made his way to the second floor.
He knocked at the first door and an elderly gentlemen opened the door and asked what he was selling.
"Sir, I'm taking a survey and asking if this is a quiet place to live in, I'm thinking of moving in and I heard there was a problem a few days ago and just wanted to talk about it"
"I'm sorry young man, but I've been away and just came back yesterday" said the older man.
"Sorry to have bothered you sir" and Roger made his way to the next apartment.
This was an extreme luxury apartment building with only two or three apartments to a floor.
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He knocked on the next door and the biggest smile appeared on his face. He was greeted by a gorgeous buxom blond that knew exactly who he was. As she let him in, Roger patted his pockets to make sure his condoms were there.
"Well Mr. Taylor, what can I help you with or shall I say, what can I do for you? "
Roger stepped in and closed the door behind him.
"My name in Cindy"
"Please call me Roger. You're quite beautiful you know"
"As are you" Cindy said closing the distance between them. Again Roger felt for his condoms.
"You live alone dear?" Roger asked.
"Yes, I do. Let me give you a tour of my apartment, I think you will love it." Roger follow her into her bedroom where she closed her door, lit a candle and played some music. She pulled an album from a shelf and place the needle exactly to the track she wanted. As she did so she started to undress as did Roger and......played.
"Cindy, do you know Cynthia Lewis?" Roger asked as he got dressed
"Yes, a little, we're not really friends, just neighbors" Cindy replied.
"You know there was some trouble a few days ago and she's missing" Roger said.
"I heard that, but I really don't know anything."
"Okay, er, ah, thank you for your, eh, time. I enjoyed it" said Roger as he left.
" Roger, here is a little something to remember me by" and Cindy handed Roger her white thong. Roger smiled and put it in his pocket as to not be rude and left.
He entered the elevator to canvas the next floor. He rang the doorbell and was face to face with the most gorgeous redhead he had ever seen
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She looked him up and down and marveled at anyone wearing a large checked suit and looking so fabulous in it. This was an exceedingly beautiful looking man.
Roger was silent as he patted his pocket. Yep they were still there.
"If you don't mind, I would like to ask you some questions. I'm thinking of moving here." Roger said.
"Oh please, Roger Taylor from Queen, moving into a Manhattan apartment and checking it out by himself" she said.
"Uh, uh, she knows me."
"My name is Debbie and we met several years ago in London" she said.
Roger was flabbergasted and sat.
"We met?"
"Yes, thru Dominique at one of Elton John's soirees" Debbie said.
"Dom...Dom...Dominique?"
"Yes, Roger, Dom...Dom...Dominique" she laughed.
"Uh, Debbie, did we, uh, did we, get together?" Roger asked shyly.
"Nope, but we can remedy that right now." Debbie said.
"Great, but first I have to ask you some questions. The real reason I'm here."
Debbie sat and offered Roger a cigarette and asked if he would like a drink. He nodded and she asked, "vodka?" and again he nodded.
She brought over two drinks and sat down and motioned for him to proceed.
"Do you know Cynthia Lewis?" Roger asked.
"Yes I do, we're friends" Debbie said.
"REALLY!" Roger said, happy that someone may have some information to give him.
"Debbie, did you know that Cynthia has been kidnapped?"
"What, are you serious? Now I know why she hasn't returned any of my calls. How are you involved with Cyn?"
"She's Freddie Mercury's girlfriend.
"Oh, Roger, I'm beside myself" as she started to cry.
"What can I do to help?" Debbie asked.
"Well, I gather you can't help with Cynthia, but you can help me out" Roger smirked.
"Happy to oblige" as she stood and took his hand to the bedroom and all the while, Roger patting his pockets.
