April 18, 1998

Luscious bodies were placed before him every night at his performances. How could he not give into temptation? The full pouty lips, the big naive eyes, the perfectly sculpted bodies that were placed into his bed every night, they all meant everything to hi, even though they were only one night stands.

But how would the other guys react to him being a player?

Lance looked over his paper work while he was lying naked under the covers, a slender arm strewn across his well-toned stomach, her fingers lightly brushed across his hips. He felt that this woman was second rate; she could have done better in his standards. Yet she had remarked before she passed out from exhaustion that she had a surprise for him in the morning, so he was patiently waiting until that minute arrived.

He decided to take a shower in the meantime. He slipped into the steaming shower, feeling the warm water run down his back quickly and he sighed. Emily, the girl he had slept with once last night, had been second rate like he had stated earlier, but she had said during the night that she was more of a morning screwer than at night. As he felt more water running over his face, he closed his eyes and let out a deep groan of satisfaction.

Last night was a huge disappointment...he had never had anything so horrible in years. I guess it goes to show how much alcohol can fuck up the system.

Suddenly, he felt 2 small hands running down his hips and grasping firm onto his ass. Lance's eyes shot open as he felt Emily's lips encircle his penis, working their way up his hardening cock and he gasped lightly as her lips reached his base, making him tense underneath her.

He had not had something like this for a long time.

Once she made him cum, she stood up and licked her lips, her thick red hair sticking to her naked shoulders and her green eyes looked into his, "Told you I'd make up for last night."

"Damn right, girl," Lance picked her up, somehow turning off the faucets of the shower and took her back into her hotel room, fucking the hell out of her.

Sexual details were never important to him...just as long as he got a body into the bed.

Once she flopped down, exhausted on the bed a few hours later, Lance looked over at her, "Em...I haven't had anything like you for a long time."

"Really? Was I that good?" she giggled, like the teenybopper she was. She looked into his eyes with a strong lust, wanting him again and again, but too tired to even get up.

"Well...yeah you were," Lance smiled over to her and heard the ringing of the phone in his room. He had tried to unhook it so he could get some sleep and some ass...but he couldn't. He picked up the phone and sighed into it, "I'm on my way, Johnny."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Emily sighed and developed a sad look in her light eyes, "You have to go?"

"Yeah, duties call," he leaned over and kissed her sweaty forehead lightly, "I'll see you soon."

"Sure I will," she said sarcastically, leaning over and falling asleep. Lance slipped out of her hotel room with his clothes on and headed back down to the normal hell he called life.

*~*~*~*

May 29, 2002

Sipping on his Jack and Coke...his 4th one in a row, Lance looked up, his eyes lightly reddened by the lack of sleep he had been experiencing lately. His eyes scanned over the scenery...the luscious bodies that he loved so much. Untouchable...walking past like he didn't exist. He had not changed, years had passed and he had remained the same. The unique player he was...and his band mates had absolutely no clue of it. He was a master of secrecy. But his secret that he had kept for years was slowly slipping out. He would have to tell them.

Not before she appeared.

"Lance?" he heard a young girl of around 22 speak from behind him. He turned around and saw the thick familiar red hair and green eyes of Emily. It had been 4 years since he had seen her and she hadn't changed much. Same full pink lips, same perky personality, same full breasts that he had loved, "How are you?"

"Good, and you?" Lance asked quietly as she took a seat beside him, one that was offered to her.

"I'm alright," she sighed, wondering if she should tell him her own little secret, "It's been 4 years."

"Yeah, long time, huh?" he laughed lightly and stopped abruptly when she still held a serious face, "What? I mean...it was just a one-night stand."

"Yeah, and that resulted in me having a son!" Emily suddenly yelled in rage, "Xavier Lee Bass!"

"Keep it down!" Lance suddenly covered her mouth and looked her sternly in the eye, shocked, "...I have a son?"

"Yes," she said more calmly, straightening out her skirt, "Xavier is 3. I know you're thinking 'he's not mine'. I hadn't had sex before then and 2 years after his birth. I know he's yours."

"I can't take care of him, Emily..." Lance sighed, scratching the back of his head with his fingernails, looking at her with a scared face, "I'm...I'm not cut out to be a father."

"I can tell," Emily said sadly, looking down at her hands, "You...you could have at least called me. You even said I was good in bed..."

"I never said that," Lance said bluntly and Emily's eyes went straight back up to face Lance's stern face.

"What? I heard you correctly. I've remembered for years. 'I haven't had anything like you for a long time', that's what you said."

"You don't get it..." Lance said completely out of the blue, "I said that because I haven't had someone like you for a long time."

"What do you mean?" Emily asked confused.

"I'm gay, Emily."

Emily's face turned from a confused expression to a sick twist, "You're...what?"

"I haven't slept with a woman for 4 years...since you," Lance openly admitted, "I haven't before that...you were the first woman I'd ever slept with."

"I can't believe you!" Emily suddenly yelled at him and picked up his drink, took a sip of it for herself, and looked at him angrily, "That's how I got HIV!" and stormed off.

Lance looked down at his hands, which were starting to tremble in fear…he would have to tell the guys. He was dying of AIDS...from being gay.

Stuck in the dark for years, he was now beginning to see the light.