1988, yes, it was 1988.
The year I saw my guy best friend for the first time, back in our hometown of Seattle Washington. The thing was, he didn't just come for any visit, he was playing a three night show with the band that he's in, Guns N' Roses. He's the bassist.

It night started off smoothly, I ended up getting dressed at home. Of course, I got dolled up, like I usually did. I was in leather, all leather. Head to toe, in all leather. I wore a black leather top which had rhinestones, my black leather skirt, of course my panties and bra, never left home without em' haha. Of course I matched it with a pair of black stockings and my leather cow girl boots, which also had rhinestones as well.

Then came to my makeup, which I went with a simple look, adding my dark eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, and most importantly, my red lipstick. After all, I hadn't seen Duff in nearly 2 years, and he was finally back home, in Seattle.

I got to the venue around 5 PM since the show started around 7. Give or take. Knowing the band, they'd show up on stage whenever they could.

As time went on, the venue began to fill. Lots of people were showing up, like I knew they would, it was GNR for fucks sake. I was somewhere squished between the middle part of the crowd

The main lights of the venue began to dim, most likely signaling the band was gonna come on. The main lights for the stage got turned up a notch, which was really signaling that they were gonna come on.

I was a bit nervous, WHY? Why was I nervous? Was it because I haven't seen Duff in about 2 years? Or was there something more to it? Or was it that fact that I was seeing him play with his band for the very first time?

Could it be one of those answers?
Or all of them?

Stay tuned for Chapter 2!

(Sorry, I know this was short, but, I've been really getting into Duff now!
Don't get me wrong, I love my Axl, but, I also love his bassist)