I looked at my band mate looking gorgeous as always, encouraging the Slash Gash Terror Crew, the name we gave to our fan base. Dahvie was sexy, there was no doubt about it. one of those kind of out there guys that knows just how hot he is and know one can tell him he's not. he had sex with guys and girls all the time, every night was someone new. since he had been charged with rape, however, he carded everyone he slept with. he didn't want something like that happening again. no card equals no sex for you. it was a policy I had taught him because it was the same one I kept with the guys I got with.
I looked out at the crowd and instantly marked the guy I wanted. he was a cute little raven haired boy, kind of emo looking. really hot. I'd nail him tonight if I had the chance. at the end of the concert I hopped off of the stage and got his attention, who needed love, sex was enough for me since my ex did what he did and left me. I grabbed his hand and said "meet me back stage in thirty minutes, if the guards give you any trouble give them this." I slipped one of my signature rings off of my fingers and put it on one of his, hoping he wouldn't just run off with it.
I looked over Dahvie had already found his mark too, looks like he wanted a man tonight. god I wish it was me, but we had already agreed that no matter what, we would never try anything unless it was fan service on stage. god it fucking sucked.
