Wrap it in Your Soiled Dress

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Finally we arrived at Twiggy's, I stepped out of the taxi and grabbed my bag, which Marilyn took from me rapidly. We loaded our things into the black tour bus and and set our things into the back room. Which is where Marilyn and I were bunking, considering he was the lead singer. We walked up, Marilyn's arm tight around my waist. We rang the doorbell and Twiggy opened it. "Hey! Get in here fuckers!" We laughed and obeyed. This would be completely different. We began walking down the hall. "Nikki, I want you to meet Andy, she is in the bedroom. Marilyn I need to talk to you." Twiggy's pointed to a door beside us as we walked. I stopped and knocked. The voice sounded eerily familiar when she told me to come in.

I opened the door and my jaw dropped. "Stormy?!?!"

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