Paul McCartney

The Night We Met

  "Paul, are you coming?" I ask him. He gives me the 'wait a minuite' motion. I was waiting patiently for him. It was my first date with Paul McCartney, I was really nervous. I was going to his place after the party, he lived in Brooklyn, which is far from my place in Manhattan. Next thing I know is that Paul is grabbing me by my arm and pulling me into his car. "Why so violent, Paul?" I ask him kinda chuckling. "We need to go NOW!" He said panting. I wonder what happened. Paul turned on the radio as he was speeding down Franklyn St. "Paul, whats wrong? What happened?" I ask him, expecting to get an answer. "Don't worry about it." He tells me. When we arrived at his home, he was pulling me with force into his home, I was starting to get scared. "I need you to go upstairs and hide, don't ask questions just go." Paul points to the stairs and motions me to go. I obey his command because I don't want to make him mad. He had a bad history with ex-girlfriends, which scared the hell out of me. He looked really drunk. Paul came up stairs with me eventually. He pinned me on the floor and started kissing on me. I tried to squirm away, but he had his legs locked around mine. I wasn't going anywhere for a while. "Its Paul McCartney, what do you expect!" I thought to myself. John was always telling me how Paul gets drunk and has sex all of the time. He is like a sex tornado. I can't beleive that I was loosing my virginity to Paul McCartney!!! He was on top of me, breathing heavily, while I am gasping for air. I leaned into him wanting more. He responded. Paul had his pants off at this point. I wanted his body more than ever. He kept pulling me into him, which I did not mind. I was actually enjoying myself. Paul's body is paradise. I did not wanna leave, his touch was so addicting. Lets just hope this isnt a one night stand. Paul then got up, and I felt chills on my body. "Paul, what are you doing?" He was putting his pants on. "Follow me." He said motioning me to follow him. I got up and put my clothes on and followed Paul out the door. He looked so hot standing there. He forgot to comb his hair so I pulled out a comb and started combing his hair for him, in the middle of the hallway. He grabbed me by my hand and started almost sprinting. Paul practically threw me in the back seat of his car. "Hey, Lilly. We need to keep moving." He said "Why?" I ask. Paul rolled his eyes. "Because someone is after you and I." He said raising his voice at me. "Can I at least come up front with you?" I ask. He shrugged, "Sure, knock yourself out." He told me. I jumped to the front seat and sat next to Paul as he was speeding. All of a sudden, we were in the middle of nowhere. Then Paul turned and started driving in a feild of grass. "Paul, what are you doing?" I ask kinda worried. "Shut up, Im thinking!" He said. Maybe Paul is going insane. He is going insane with me in the car. That's when we reached an abandoned home in the middle of the woods. Not exactly my idea of romantic, because I was just fine at Paul's place. He came up to me and pulled me out of the car forcefully. He took me into the house and locked the doors and windows. He told me to take a nap becuase we would have to start running soon.