I was the first one off the stage when we ended the regular set and I stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for the others. Ziggy came last and pretty much fell into my arms, limp and trembling with exhaustion. I hung onto him in the cacophony that was the crowd exhorting us […]
(Thanks to donations this week, here is a Saturday post!) Ziggy put my eyeliner on. He didn’t say anything, but it didn’t feel weird that he wasn’t saying anything. It felt nice to have him touch my face, like it usually did. His hands were only a little shaky. So were mine. Once the opening […]
(Site news: The adults-only bonus scene with Colin and Ziggy is finally done! Sorry it took so long, but it came out about three times the length of the usual bonus scenes. Unlike Daron, Colin isn’t repressed, so he gives a lot of details, I guess..? If you were supposed to get it but didn’t, […]
(I’m nearly done with the Colin/Ziggy bonus scene. It’s coming out longer than I expected! Remember, anyone who wants it, you can get it for a donation OR for helping out by reviewing/recommending DGC! Click for details in earlier post. The recent Daron/Jonathan bonus scene is also still available. If you need both, please just […]
We ordered lunch delivered. It wasn’t worth causing a scene to go downstairs and eat in the 24-hour coffee shop. I still believed that Bart and I could’ve without attracting too much attention, but we were forbidden when Toph came back upstairs with the latest headcount on the crowd outside. I felt a little bad […]
It’s probably going to come as no shock to any of you that in the back of that dark town car, Ziggy glued himself to me. This one wasn’t a stretch limo, just a Crown Vic, and I sat in the middle of the back seat with J. on one side and Zig on the […]
I had figured we would go down to Houston–which, by the way, is pronounced How-stin, not like the city in Texas–and catch a cab, because that was what Antonio had been planning to do. But when we got to the corner, there happened to be a limo sitting there, the driver leaning against the door, […]
(Thanks for all the donations this week! They triggered this Saturday story post!) I hate six in the morning no matter which end of the day I see it on. Sunrise is not my time. I hated it even more, I think, because of how messed up I’d been on sleep all week. I had […]
It’s a good thing I had that nap in the car. The wake-up call came at sixty-thirty in the morning for me, meaning I got about four hours sleep after J. and I got out of the shower. Ziggy and I went to a radio station in midtown by limousine. In the back seat I […]
I needn’t have worried, I guess. When we got to the hotel, a party was in full swing, and before I could even start to make some kind of a plan, Ziggy corralled me just outside the suite door.