It was the night of Kitty's life - Her dad had bought her a ticket to see Phil Collins live in concert, and she was really looking forward to it.
Phil Collins had been her idol since she was a very little girl. Well, you would expect that if that's the only music your dad would play to you from being in the womb to age 13!
5 years on, and Kitty had just turned 18. Her long golden hair fell neatly behind her shoulders and her eyes were the most beautiful piercing blue you have ever seen, as cold as ice, but as warm and inviting as the sea on a hot summer's day. Apart from being beautiful around her eyes and her, her nose was the cutest little button, and her lips were as red as the reddest rose.
Kitty was starting to get excited. She pulled her ripped, faded blue jeans on, and tugged at a creamy coloured sweater. She didn't know whether her clothes were suitable for the evening ahead, so she lifted off her sweater and began some adjustments.
As the sweater lifted, her breasts plopped and bounced a little. Kitty didn't need a bra. Her perfect sized breasts stud to attention on their own, not needing any horrible wire or lace around them to keep them in place.
Kitty went over to her stereo, and to get her even more in the mood for the concert, she put a Phil Collins and Genesis CD on. She started to sing a long to You Can't Hurry Love. One of her favourite songs. And then she started working on her sweater again.
After 5 minutes, her dad shouted to say he was ready to take her, and Kitty quickly pulled her sweater back over her head, and this time, it fell neatly into place, with one shoulder showing. She had a quick glimpse in the mirror, "Nice, but not fantastic - You'll have to do." She said. Kitty grabbed her coat and ran down the stairs and straight into the car.
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It was 8.30pm now, and the supporting band had just gone off stage.
Phil Collins' will be here soon
Kitty thought,
I wonder if he'll notice me... Probably not - There's at least 3 thousand people here
Kitty sighed, but soon started smiling as soon as the backing track to Something Happened on the Way to Heaven started playing.
Here we go...
The music was good, the lighting was brilliant, but the man himself was fantastic. He made Kitty writhe around her seat with ecstasy. This was the moment of her life.... Until...
"Right, ladies and gentlemen..." Phil Collins had finished the song and was beginning to speak to the audience. "... I have been planning this for a while now, and I have here a bucket full of names from everyone in the audience..." Kitty started to get excited again "... What I am going to do is choose a name from here, and that person can come on stage."
Kitty smiled. She had received a tooth fairy from her mother as an 18th birthday present the week before. The diamond on her tooth sparkled in the limelight.
Drums started to roll... "And the person who is coming on stage is..." Kitty gasped... "Kitty Henderson!!"
Kitty almost screamed with ecstasy. Phil Collins, the light of her life had just said her name! Everything went in slow motion... She got out of her chair, grabbed her bag and coat and walked, no; she floated down the aisles to the stage. A hand reached out for her, and when she looked up, there was Phil Collins helping her up!
"Wow... Phil Co... Coll.... Collins!" Kitty said shocked.
Phil just laughed, "that's me!" He sat her down on a stool in the centre of the stage and turned to the audience. "Everyone, this is Kitty Henderson. My next song is going to be dedicated to her..."
Music started to play, and she sat there gabsmacked. Before he started to sing, he turned around and told her "you do know that this means you're invited to the backstage party afterwards?"
Kitty just smiled, she didn't know what to say.
Phil picked up his microphone and started to sing, "When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do, Is take a look at you, then I'm not so blue...."
Tears started to build up in Kitty's eyes. Her parents are NEVER going to believe this! And what's' more, this WAS her favourite song!
10 minutes later, Phil Collins had wished the audience goodnight and he took Kitty's hand and left the stage.
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Kitty was exhausted. She knew the party was going to be full of reporters and photographers... She wasn't really looking forward to it.
"You know," Phil whispered to Kitty, "these parties are so boring... How about we go and get some champagne?"
Kitty agreed and went to walk through the doors to the party.
"No, I don't mean in there - I mean somewhere a little private... I'd like to speak to you for a while, I've heard you're one of my biggest fans?" Phil led her through to the dressing room and shut the door behind him. "So, how old are you then?"
Kitty felt a shyness tingling all through her body - She couldn't believe Phil Collins was talking to her. "I've just turned 18"
"Cool." Phil smiled at Kitty.
The room was quiet for a while. Phil got out of his comfy chair and walked over to Kitty. He took held of her arm and told her to stand up. Kitty was a little shocked, but she did it never the less. Her idol was standing before her and she wasn't exactly going to say no!
Kitty managed to say a few words, "Do you mind if I kiss you?" She blushed. She had never had to ask anyone before. Her looks would knock anyone out, and they'd be crawling at her feet even if she said hello!
Phil didn't even answer. Phil embraced Kitty with his strong arms, and they locked in a deep passionate kiss.
Kitty's head started to sway. She didn't know whether it was the champagne, or the fact she was kissing her hero.
