Billy fihe presentation, now followed by the party afterward, a cocktail of many things, but among them was the realization that all people... Avril spoke with her band members, trying to disguise the blow. Is that the big problem of why she resisted releasing big songs and dedicated a lifeless close to the public? All her great songs have beeant and poorly sidered. The fact that the pressure from Artisan, bia, and ter Sony has little i beyond causing troversies has been one of the most questioned record bels, and most of her retionships end in bad shape... The fact that Avril's public retions fail to meet expectations to win awards suggests many things.

  Who to bme when hidden truths verge into a single disappoi? Strength, or perhaps it is the fate of the person who ot strehemselves with their disappoi. stant loss is like a weight spttered with disillusio. It's a terrifying part of the activities, being lost in fn thoughts that burn at least, but are suppressed by the pressure of not reag goals, being enveloped in fetfulness, and all the apanying things that people gh at that momeher by their thoughts, but sidering oneself insuffit is a rock that weighs, both in mind a. Striving is a star that ot be tied, attag without discipline, but is discipline necessary to succeed? It is the unaltered order of a process. To achieve this, I must adhere to schedules, I must be a person willing to always resort to didactic methods.

  -Hey, -said Billy, pulling Avril to the side. The blourned, surprised, her chubby cheeks still highlighting that childish look, unlike Billy, who has a more chiseled face.

  -Billy, - said Avril. "gratutions on your overwhelming victory. I thought I would at least win for Best Album, but you're a tough oppo. I don't feel so bad knowing I'm losing to you."

  The blonde replied, her blue hair falling, as she gave Billy a strong pat on the shoulder. Avril had something, and it was that she didn't adapt to her femininity as easily as she seemed.

  Billy leaned a bit closer to Avril and whispered something that caught the attention of some people. In this rather restrained party, there were some journalists, and important figures who were nearby.

  -Keep w hard, I like your music, - Billy said. Avril's bright green-blue eyes were a reality; she nodded, swallowing deeply, a symbol of sheer embarrassment.

  -ime, we have to keep w on some songs and review the writing and position differently, more segregated to teical taste. Even I'm surprised you have a music teacher. People would be surprised to know you have a music teacher, - the petite one ented as she walked with Billy to a sofa occupied by two older businessmen, or so it seemed.

  While Billy took a seat, she sat on his p and began to tell him everything, to the surprise of the men who became unfortable with the whispers of the young ones, especially because one of them was Billy Carson, the rock star, and the one who tained an improbable grace, that the young man cooperated, was already amplified and known that he was a rebellious young man.

  -Hahaha, don't make me ugh, silly, - Avril said.

  -They'll leave soon, little one... Do you want to e to my room? We watch movies and do something else, - Billy ented.

  -Yes, since you escaped in December to who knows where you owe me an apology, - Avril ented.

  -Oh, excuse me. I promise to behave better this time, - Billy said, pulling Avril a little closer to him.

  The cameras weren't focused, but the gnces were, as soon as a brief signal and a brief call were enough for her to approach close enough. Both got into a car and headed to the hotel, not without some cameras catg them before leaving the hotel. Before leaving, Billy gave a slight look to or and others enjoying the party. He could see or surrounded by two others speaking in low voices; they seemed to be drummers or something simir.

  ***

  Billy arrived to find the blonde in a bck punk-style pajama, as they watched movies, it was almost dawn, and the blonde fell asleep pletely. Seeing her asleep, Billy adjusted his pajamas, then took a small cap and some gsses, trying to blend in as much as possible. He shook his head and removed those items, then found some casual clothes, taking off his rings and earrings. He put on an e cap and a rge gray jacket.

  He kissed Avril on the forehead before walking to the exit and desding the emergency stairs until reag two floors below. With each floor, his anticipation grew. Upon opening the door, he found a woman with almost white blonde hair, and from there he saw that Avril was wearing a long red nightgown, her promi freckle a symbol of beauty, atuating her allure.

  Billy closed the door and approached, taking her in his arms. -I missed you so much, my love, - he murmured, rubbing his forehead against her chest, while the blonde smiled fantastically.

  -Oh, stop it, - the blonde said, giving him a deep kiss as they spired in deep kisses.

  -Haha, you're eager, - Billy remarked, giving more kisses and tinuing in that dance. "How much time do we have? I hope your husband won't interrupt us."

  -He's at home, throwing a tantrum. We have until dawn before he es back at six or seven, - the blonde said, tinuing with deep kisses.

  -I'll be t London in May. You make the reservation beforehand. It would be fabulous to have you as my panion, - Billy said, kissing the blonde's neck while caressing her body, feeling its slimness. He lifted her dress to reveal bck ce c a small part of her body.

  -If I have the ce. I have my chores. It's been a success, and I'll probably work tirelessly. My agent wants me to take advantage of the success, - the blonde said, removing Billy's shirt while he squeezed her slender waist.

  -Do as you please, Gwen, but then don't beg, - he said with a smile.

  -Shut up, -Gwen said.

  At that moment, she was taken forcefully by Billy as he tio mark his hands on every part of her body. The rough treatment seemed like a serenade, and they both bit their lips and moaned.

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