I was so excited to be going to a KISS concert.
It was a beautiful night and I was wearing the Catman costume.
He was so cute!
His favorite thing to eat was raw things and I couldn't wait to meet him.
As I sat walked around the concert area, several female fans were gathering around their favorite band member.
When a few girls walked right up to Peter Criss, they weren't very nice to him.
Instead, Peter just flipped them off and they left while stomping their snotty little high heels.
Man, I wish I could meet someone who would be really nice to me.
He thought to himself.
As he stood up, he saw a young woman who was dressed up like him.
She was a little bit chubby, but that wasn't the part he cared about.
He asked one of the security guards to bring her to his dressing room.
"Yes Catman, we will do that for you".
"Thank you".
A security guard soon approached me.
"Mr. Peter Criss wishes to meet you in his dressing room".
I nodded my head, and he took me straight there.
"Peter, I've brought her here".
Before I could even blink, a man with half gray and half black hair approached.
He smiled and sent the security guard on his way.
The Catman had a spicy scented champagne in his cupboard.
He took out a small cup and poured himself a drink.
"Would you like a taste"?
I didn't want to drink it, but only agreed just to be polite.
Peter gently put the cup over my mouth and slowly tipped it over.
I almost gagged when the liquid went down my throat.
"Does it taste funny"?
He took a taste for himself.
"It's really spicy".
I said and cleared my throat to get rid of the disgusting aftertaste.
The Catman put the champagne bottle back where he found it.
"I saw you out there all by yourself, and to be honest, the groupies have been acting really shitty lately".
I shyly smiled while he played with my fingers as he spoke.
