Moi has gotta say, Fan Club Luncheons are always a hoot, a great sense of joy, pride, and full of surprises. However the one I recently attended with Tulips and Brady was full of a bit more then usual.
It was the first night at the ever so lovely boutique hotel downtown the Twin Cities. The air was warm, the sun was setting with a brilliant array of hues ranging from lilac, teal, pink and orange. There were girls, young men, a few grannies, and a multitude of paparazzi flashing cameras, screaming my name, asking questions, trying to get a glimpse of Moi. As I made my way through the crowd outside to the front doors, I signed autographs, took a few photos, and then I was escorted inside.
The hotel staff was awaiting my arrival with roses in hand, petals on the floor guiding me to the front desk. There were candles flickering all around, a pianist playing a favorite tune of mine, and a dozen or more very attractive concierge all in black tuxedos with their hair slicked back, each one caring a silver covered tray. But what was under each tray…?
To Be Continued…
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