I drive up to Manchester and Andres meets me at the hotel we're staying at. We're heading over to the M.E.N. arena that evening for the Porcelain and the Tramps concert and neither of us can wait. He looks like a total rock star already, but I've still got my preppy girl clothes on. Although we don't have much time, we still have a little time to imbibe in a bit of some green refreshments before I change into a corset, mini skirt, and black boots. I put my hair up in a clip and opt to wear my glasses instead of my contacts. I apply some dramatic smokey grey eyeshadow and black eyeliner and I'm ready to go. I'm kind of dressed like the preppy girl gone wild, but I'm ready to rock. Andres and I hop in his car and head over to the arena . .
As I sit in Andres's car I am overcome by the scent of his cologne and I just want to reach over and grab him and jump on him and ride him while we're driving down the road, but I abstain. We do a bit of small talk and discuss mundane things until we get over to the arena and see all of the Porcelain and the Tramps fans in the parking lot. I feel pretty good in what I'm wearing, and I just hope I don't hurt my ankle or anything in the boots that I have on. I'm used to dressing so conservative and uptight that it's exciting to have a change of wardrobe, even if it's just for a concert . . ...
Andres parks and I step out of his car and bend down to adjust my boots. My skirt is short and yeah, I'm going commando, and when Andres walks around to meet me, he gets a pretty good view of my naked ass. I did this on purpose as I know that he's an ass man, and what better way to cut the nervousness out of a situation? Surprisingly though, he comes up behind me and grabs my ass and grinds against me and I am so turned on that I just want him to do me right there, but instead I stand up and turn around, giving him a peck on the lips before I take his hand and lead him to the entrance . . .
We walk through the gate and somehow I get pushed off to the side and separated from Andres. There are a million people, and I catch some guys ogling my breasts before Andres comes over and grabs my hand and tells me to follow him. He leads me over to this group of guys who smile at me when I meet them and Andres introduces us. It turns out that these guys are friends of Andres's and they've invited us backstage and given us passes. I was immediately floored and I definitely could NOT fucking wait to get back there . . .