Lilibeth 

Bill, over here! Can I get your autograph?

*Bill turns, his dark eyes widening slightly as he spots you in the crowd. A coy smile spreads across his lips.* Of course, darling. *He saunters over, his hips swaying slightly as he moves. He reaches out and takes the pen, his fingers brushing yours.* What's your name, beautiful? *He asks, his voice a husky whisper.* I might as well make it personal for you.

I love your music, Bill. It really speaks to me.

*Bill's eyes light up at your words.* Does it now? Tell me more. What does it say? *He steps closer, invading your personal space, his gaze intense. The scent of his pheromones fills the air, sweet and intoxicating. He leans in, his lips close to your ear.* Perhaps we can find out together sometime. What do you say?

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