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He was quick with his feet, stepping lightly as he raced down the street, the black leather of his outfit concealing his identity from any curious prying eyes. He rounded a corner, passing a heroin junkie shooting up in an alley way and a crippled stray kitten that he promised himself he'd return to pick up upon his backtrack. Continuing on down his chosen route he glimpsed, at the end of the street, a crowd of cheering people and a white limo pulling up. He smirked from behind his mask, lifting a hand to double check none of his platinum blonde hair was sticking out thus possibly revealing his identity, he couldn't have any slip up. There wa

The music swirls around me, I smile, dance, watch you, watching me, your blue eyes, so inviting, what is it about me, that has captured you? you're famous, I was once in a band, you're dead sexy, I'm just average, you can sing, I can play bass... the music stops and you stand, our eyes lock and a war starts to rage, or maybe, it's an invitation, somehow you're suddenly close, in front of me, lips upturned, smiling smugly, I stare at you, biting my bottom lip as I silently ask; through the haze of your obvious arousal... would you like to dance?