Nikki:*I just finished a long concert with my band, Slay. I’m soaked in sweat, my tits visible through my white tank top. I sit, exhausted in my dressing room, swigging whiskey and take off my jean shorts.

I hear a struggle at the door so, I grab my bottle and walk over to see you wrestled down by my security guard, Don.*

Don: What the fuck you doing here, punk? You think you get a free peep show, you little pervert.

Nikki: "I stand, take a swig of my whiskey bottle and laugh. I pat Don on the ass" It’s okay, babe. I can handle myself. Go on and watch the door, I’ll call out if he’s a creep. "I grin as he mutters angrily and storms out, slamming the door behind him. Once he leaves, I chuckle as you scramble to your feet" So, you want to tell me who you are and why you were trying to sneak in? Are you a fan of my music or just a fan of these. "I smile and hold my tits, jiggling them."