I know, this chapter is terrible short again, but I’m not sure if I’ll have time to write in the next couple of days. So I thought I would post at least those few words. =) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ “Why did your boyfriend go?” The Drag Queen looked questioningly at me. “Oh, he just doesn’t like to be in public. He is pretty shy.” “Nah, his performance didn’t look shy to me!” “Okay, he is not shy with me, but with other people.” God, couldn’t we change the subject? I wanted to party and drink away the thoughts of this stupid kiss. “Fuck him! I can have one night of fun without him!” My voice must have sounded pretty harsh because the Queen starred completely shocked at me. “Okay Sweetie, calm down. Of course, you can celebrate alone with us. Although it is a pity that your cute blonde partner isn’t here.” “I want a beer! Or something stronger. And no word about Justin anymore.” I blurted out. I still could feel his lips and I needed something to wash his sweet taste away. SWEET? God, that didn’t sound like me at all! I had to be careful. This kid could easily manipulate me. He already did things to me… I shook my head. No, I didn’t want to think about it. “Did you guys have a fight? But this kiss…” If this strange Queen wouldn’t shut his mouth, I would become violent soon. I glared dangerously at him and this time it worked. “Okay, let’s order some drinks. Of course, you are invited.” Being invited also meant that I had to accept a drink from every single guest here. I couldn’t remember anymore when I finally had fallen into unconsciousness and how I ended up in this sticky backroom that still smelled like sex. The surprise the next morning wasn’t a little one. I yawned and put my hands on the forehead when a sudden pain rushed through my head. Fuck, how much did I actually drink last night? Obviously it was a bit too much. My headache got even worse when I noticed that I was lying on an uncomfortable mattress on the ground with only my socks on. And no, not even this was the worst point in this stupid situation. I noticed a red haired wig next to me. And then I saw the fucking Drag Queen lying next to me, snoring peacefully. He (or she) didn’t wear much more clothes either. Shit, please somebody had to tell me that I didn’t fuck the Drag Queen last night! Oh god, I thought I would vomit every second. God, that was just as bad as sleeping with a woman!! URRRR. I wanted scream. I would never drink a drop of alcohol anymore! “Hey” I grasped the naked (retch) shoulder of the Queen and began to shake him. “Wake up. I think we did something horrible.” “Hmm, if you mean our fuck last night… I’m usually more into blonde guys. But still it was fantastic.” He opened his eyes and smiled. ”Well, except for the fact that you always called me Justin. You must have really missed him. Go back to him and show him how much you love him. I won’t tell him about our one-night-stand.” His smile grew even bigger, and then his long red nails began to stroke my naked chest. Ewww, my stomach turned over. Now I really had to run to the restroom. And then I needed a cab to flee from here as soon as I could. I just had to find the rest of my clothes first. Justin’s POV Damn, I have been awake most of the night, driving myself crazy. Now I was still laying in the bed, silently watching the ceiling and biting my fingernails. I just couldn’t take it anymore. Why was this stupid kiss burned into my soul? Just thinking about it, made my heart flutter and my stomach tingle. I had to distract myself and forget about Brian. Speaking of… where was this asshole? I glanced at the big alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 11am already. So he hadn’t come back the whole night. That was strange. If something happened to him? But no, Brian could take care of himself. I was trying to tell myself that I was not worried. Instead I tried to think about something else, but this stupid kiss came into my mind again. I still could feel the pressure of Brian’s lips against mine, could hear the cat-like mewling noises he made into my mouth. Damn, now I needed a cold shower. I did not even realize how loud I was moaning until I heard somebody open the bathroom door. I stood there frozen with my hand wrapped around my cock when the shower door was sliding open. “Do you need help?” Brian asked with a smug grin.