I never understood why motherlet her wear that stuff for her photo shoots and concerts but she did. Iguess she was expected to look like a rebel type ...ocker girl. She was thelead singer for a popular rock and roll band and it was 1976. She came inwearing a white lacy corset, super tight short shorts, white stockingsand a lot of makeup. She was supposed to look like a slutty runaway. .She sneered, "That is because I work hard for it. Me and my friends arerehearsing every night. You know we are. Even now I still felt ashamed to piss in front of him. And here were two strangers. He waited, started to talk to the young man. I did not listen, tried to brace myself for the embarrassment. Slowly I crouched down. I didn't really need to pee. I wanted to say that, but stayed silent. Once we were airborne there would be no opportunity anymore. And he had given me an order, so I had to try.Blocking out the people around me was hard. I concentrated on mental images that contained water, flowing. I took a risk and lifted my head so that I was breathing on his skin, his shoulder and neck were both covered in sweat. I smiled and bit down on his muscled neck hard, tasting the salt on his skin and wanting more. He moaned, enjoying it yet wanting me to stop. I ran my tongue over the marks I'd left, watching as they faded. "I'm gonna cum all over you, you little whore." He growled at me as he pulled out. He shot his load all over my stomach, thick streams of his hot cum covered my skin. "You. We had a great time, especially my Mom and Dad.After the concert, Mom and Dad went to their hotel and I went with Phil to his. When we got there, we decided to go to the lounge and have a night cap and talk. I told Phil how I felt. He got a big smile on his face and told me that he loved me and wanted us to be together always. "Are you in love with me, Chelsea? Do you want to get married?" Yes, Phil, I want to marry you....not right now, but in the near future." I told him. "I think that.