Backstage Fun

I stepped a bit closer to Lady Gaga. The papparazzi around me are eating this up, snapping photo after photo.

"Look at me!" I called. "You are irresistably, uncontrollably in love with me. You want to fuck me backstage right now."

Gaga looked over at me and blushed heavily. Without a word, she approached me, took my hand, and led me backstage. A bouncer tried to stop me from getting in, but Gaga explained I was with her so we got through no trouble.

"Hi," she said once we were away from most people. "I'm Stefani." she introduced herself with her real name.

"John Doe," I looked to her her still-exposed breasts. "Do you always flash your tits to strangers at these events?"

She pulled her dress back up over her breasts. "Only the hot ones." she giggled nervously.