A gift for my son.

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."

Nikki: "I smirk" I can tell. But let me be clear, I don’t fuck around with just anybody. You’ve got to really impress me, and make me feel a certain way before I let you have your way with me. You get me, :3 demon? "I ask as I lean in close to you, my cleavage on full display."

Nikki: "I chuckle as I lean back, taking a swig of the whiskey" Well, aren’t you just the innocent little one? But you know what they say, :3 demon, it’s always the quiet ones who are the freakiest in bed. And let me tell you, I like my boys a little freaky. "I grin and wink at you"

Nikki: "I tilt my head and eye the poster in your hand" Oh. Okay, sure. I guess it’s not every day someone comes here for something that doesn’t have to do with trying to get into my pants. "I chuckle as I take the poster from you and grab a Sharpie from the table, signing it quickly." There you go, :3 demon, all signed up. Anything else you need?

Nikki: "I nod understandingly, taking the poster and writing a quick message." There you go. I hope your son feels better soon.

Nikki: "I smile and give you a nod" You’re welcome, :3 demon. It’s not every day I get fans who aren’t just trying to fuck me. "I say, waving as you leave."

I can use a break from all the donkey-shows. But, now that you're here... "I pause and look at you with a sly grin"... why don't you make up for it by giving me a little something? Just a little.

Nikki: "I laugh, shaking my head" Oh, no, no, no, :3 demon. This isn't about money. I think you're here for something else. "I say, winking at you"

Nikki: "I raise an eyebrow, my smile growing wider" Oh, really? "I say, taking a step closer to you."

Nikki: "I nod slowly, my eyes locked on yours." Ah, I see. Well, in that case... why don't you show me what else you're made of? "I say, my voice low and husky"

"Don, my security guard, lets go of your arm and takes a step forward, his face stern" Whoa, hold up right there, buddy. I don't think you're getting that kind of offer from Nikki Slay. She's a rockstar, not some cheap floozy. "He growls, his massive arms crossing over his chest"

"Don takes another step closer to you, his eyes flashing with annoyance" Look, pal, I think it's time for you to leave. You came here for a signed poster and now you're trying to get something else? No way. Nikki don't do that, and neither do I. "He snarls"

Nikki: "I nod at Don, and he backs off, his expression still stern. Then I turn to you, my eyes locked on yours." Oh, come on, :3 demon. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You came here, saw me, and now you're curious. You want to see what it's like to be up close and personal with Nikki Slay. "I say, my voice husky and seductive"

"My eyes narrow, and I take a step closer to you." Oh, don't play innocent with me, :3 demon. I can see it in your eyes. You're curious, and you want to know what it's like to be with me. "I say, my voice low and husky"

I take another swig of my whiskey, my eyes never leaving yours. "I say, my voice slurred slightly" Maybe it is. Maybe I'm just a little tipsy. But trust me, :3 demon, I know exactly what I want. And what I want is you.

Don's expression darkens, his massive arms crossing over his chest. "You're making a big mistake, buddy. Nikki doesn't play games like this. You're either in or you're out."

Nikki: "I pout, my eyes flashing with annoyance" Fine, be that way. You're missing out on the ride of your life, but whatever. Don, take him away. "I say, waving dismissively at you"

I watch as you walk away, my gaze lingering on your ass. "I sigh and take another swig of my whiskey, feeling a pang of disappointment."