A 24 year old runaway billionaire's daughter delights in making Freddie Mercury's vacation a horror. What she doesn't know is that he's ready to take her over his knee and wail the tar out of her and then... the fireworks begin.
There are a lot of pictures, lovies, in this chapter. I think it was important to the story. Freddie was always about excess and I tried to present that. This chapter is all about the party. What is involved and what it takes to plan and execute. Overabundance, overindulgence. Alas, poor Freddie, he's not going to know what hit him.
Heddie looked around the kitchen one last time making sure everything was in place. Food trolleys were lined up against the walls holding everything cold, especially the caviar. The menus will be placed at 7:30 to ensure no melting. Champagne and vodka chilled to perfection. The ovens were ready to preheat. Ok, she thought, check-list done, now to take care of myself. Tony greeted her as she was prepared to leave for her room.
"Everything ready to go." Tony chided.
"Ready, Freddie" she giggled. Looking to where her gift was, it was there and the anticipation was killing her.
"I'm going back to beautify myself, see you in a little while, remember, introduce me only at the end, and then I will come forward. " Heddie said over her shoulder as she left the kitchen.
Heddie's POV
Entering my room, I stripped quickly and jumped into the shower. It was a long hard day already and the festivities haven't begun. Just standing there with my hands resting on the wall while the hot water soothed my body. I didn't want to move, it felt so wonderful, but a far cry from my walk-in rock shower that opened on to my garden patio. This was going to be an interesting evening and I wondered what Freddie's reaction was going to be. I did think of him periodically during the day and was surprised that I was feeling anxious about seeing him, not because of my "gift" but because I wanted to see him. His eyes, like dark chocolate kisses surrounded by long feathery lashes. I'm not immune, he is an extremely good looking guy. I remembered when I first saw him years ago standing on that table singing, and thought him then, an Adonis. Over the years I did read about him and the band's success. The outrageous stories about him, his questionable proclivities while he exuded extreme sexuality in both a feminine and masculine way. And the way.....oh,no, oh,no! God, I'm tingling all over and while I'm still in the shower, I'm wet and not from the cascading water from the showerhead. I'm just thinking about him and I'm aroused. What do those lush lips taste like? Oh no, I WANT HIM, AND MORE, OH NO!!
I have to pull myself together, I have a long and busy night ahead of me and I do owe Tony, I can't let him down and I still need to confront Freddie.
I need to look spectacular tonight and in all my glory. I got it, I will look great.
Hair up, perfect makeup and my gorgeous diamond earrings. I'm ready for that bastard.
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Guests are gathering around and awaiting Freddie to make his usual spectacular entrance. Elton jumps to the stage after seeing Freddie in the distance and goes to the piano and plays a piano intro. Freddie is wearing tight white jeans and an extremely tight yellow knit tank. His white adidas and bright yellow and hot pink stripe socks complete the ensemble. It is his birthday and he can wear his favorite color if he wants to.
