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Poster Boy
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She looked around her room with adoration in her eyes. Everywhere she turned, her idol was an eternal presence within her four walls through posters, calenders and crudely cute drawings.
With his deep blue eyes, snow white smile and floppy blonde locks, teen idol Jimmy MccAffrey was the object of many a teenage girls' affections and fantasies. But for one girl in particular, he was practically her whole world.
Carmen Angelo-Rosenberg appeared to have everything she solely desired. A big house, lots of (Daddy's) money to spend and almost all the Jimmy MccAffrey paraphernalia ever made, apart from of course the boy himself. This of course, was about to change.
She had politely asked (meaning she had shouted slightly quieter than usual) for her dad to get tickets for his latest concert in her neighborhood (conveniently, only a few minutes away at an old theatre) and for the sake of his bleeding ears he agreed. but she had an ulterior motive, she had grown tired of her merchandise and wanted him all to herself, to be her plaything, her possesion, a living doll of sorts.
A few weeks later the day of the concert arrived, and as Carmen shrieked and hollered at the front row hoping to touch her singing sweetheart, her brain whirred into action.
She had bought with her some chloroform and a pair of handcuffs and planned to intercept the poor lad on his way to his dressing room, then she would cuff him and carry him out of the building and through the small back alleys leading to her house and it would be there that she would claim her prize.
The plan went off without a hitch and they had made it back to Carmen's with no-one the wiser. One advantage to Carmen was that her parents had conveniently gone away for the weekend, leaving her plenty of time alone to be with her commodity.
Carmen raced upstairs with her unconscious prize in tow and immediately set to work. First, she changed herself into a long red evening dress, to represent her status as a founding member of the Red Dress Brigade, and official MccAffrey fan club where all the girls wore long red dresses, to emulate the heroine in one of his soppy ballads.
She then tied her beloved to a chair and waited for him to wake up. "Soon, my darling" She giggled "Our duet will raise the roof" She inched ever close to him as his pretty eyes began to flicker open.....
TBC.....from Carmen's perspective. Yes it'll get a little steamy from the next part onwards.