I did a little excited jump. "Oh my God! I need to get into that party! How do I get into that party? Please, Vic! I've never asked you for anything. I just need this one thing! Please!"
Vic laughed, "I have no say in that."
My body deflated.
"Talk to Alex. I'm sure he can get you in. It's his place, after all."
Jumping to my feet, I lunged at him, pressing my lips firmly to his. "Thank you!"
I practically flew to Alex's office. After pounding on the door, I waited impatiently for a very long minute. When the door finally cracked open, I pushed past a very confused Alex. "May I help you?"
"Alex, you know your club is my favorite, right? And you are my favorite club owner, right?"
He rolled his eyes but flashed that creepy grin. "What do you want?"
Clasping my hands together, I pleaded, "You know I never ask you for anything, right?"
"Don't you?"
I sighed, slumping my shoulders. "Alright, fine, I asked for Bliss one time."
"And what about the booth?"
"I never asked for that booth."
"Didn't you? I allowed you to use it a couple of times, and you claimed it as your own after that."
"Don't make me suck your dick, man," I groaned.
That amused him. "Seriously, what do you want, Starburst? Spit it out."
"I didn't know the Sinning Angels were going to play here tonight. Please let me have a pass to go up and party with them! They are my absolute favorite band! I love the lead singer. I'm not even a breeder, but I would bang her brains out. I mean, I don't want to 'cuz, eww. But if she asked, I would fucking do it. I might need some help to get it up, but I'd fucking do it if she asked me."
"They got their start here, you know. Their very first show was at Hell's Gate. It's an anniversary show."
"Well, that's amazing." I tried to keep the impatience out of my voice as I asked, "Can I have a pass? Please?"
Alex sighed and opened the main drawer of his desk, pulling out a lanyard with a plastic pass. "Here. Don't say I never do anything for you."
My grin stretched from ear to ear as I took it from him. It was going to be an awesome night. I was going to listen to great music, hang out with my favorite band, and then go home with Vic. I couldn't ask for a more perfect ending to any day. Wrapping my arms tightly around Alex, I kissed his cheek hard. "Thank you!"
Even though Sinning Angels only played five songs, I sang along to every one of them. When it was all said and done, I pranced up the stairs with everyone who paid for a VIP ticket.
Inside the private room, the Sinning Angels band members sat around a central table, signing autographs and posing for pictures. I was immediately star-struck. Against the far wall was a long table with booze ready to be consumed, so I made a dash for that first. Picking up a cup, I chugged it back and cringed. It was ale. All of the free drinks were ale.
After about five drinks, my head was fuzzy, and I decided it was a good time to ask for an autograph from the lead singer. Sheepishly, I headed to the table of laughing and talking band members. Many people stood nearby, but no one approached them outright, as if afraid to do so. I felt the same way. I was in absolute awe.
As I tried to gather the courage to approach the table, the lead singer leaned forward and stared at me with a hanging jaw. "Holy shit! I know you." Taken aback, I looked around, and she giggled. "Yeah, you. You're Starburst, right?"
Grinning, I tugged at my pants slightly, showing off my tattoo. "The one and only."
"You know this guy?" asked one of the backup singers.
"Not personally, but he's only the biggest name in the porn industry."
"Well, in the gay porn industry," I corrected sheepishly.
"I only watch gay porn. I'm not attracted to women at all, so watching two men get it on eliminates the element I'm not attracted to."