Concert Hall
Michelle was playing on her violin outside of the concert hall, practicing for a recital that evening. She had attracted quite a crowd by the time Amora came roaring up on her motorcycle. It wasn't much of a surprise to see that 99% of the crowd was male. Michelle was stunning in her concert gown, aquamarine, with sapphire jewels sparkling in the sunlight, and the boys took the opportunity to drool as they listened.

Amora listened for a minute or two, until Michelle ended her song with a flourish. The guys around her applauded and crowded in on her. A lot of them were asking her for dates and such, and Michelle only smiled, pretending to be flattered. Amora pushed the kick-stand down with her foot and got off her bike.

"Show's over, people," she announced in a husky voice as she took off her helmet.

"Amora! So you made it after all!" Michelle flew into Amora's arms and the two kissed. It was a bit melodramatic, but the scene had its desired effect. Amora watched out of the corner of her eye as every guy standing there saw their dreams shatter and fall all over the pavement. ... Continue