Picking the Groupie
A girl is picked to provide the after gig entertainment for the singer
“Thank you very much Dublin... Goodnight.” The cheering rose to a crescendo as the crowd stamped their feet, baying for another encore. Just then, the house lights came on, transforming the stadium back into the slightly decrepit lesiure centre. Amy glanced around, searching for her friends. She tugged on the hem of her new t-shirt, bought from the merchandise stall a few hours earlier. “Excuse me, my dear, I’m sorry to b...
