Ziggy shrugged. "You're both? Male body and look like a woman." Not as much as Ziggy did but it was close enough. Ziggy laughed. "Sometimes it isn't or."

He winked playfully and blossomed into a coy smile. He kept up with the Swede, drinking as he did.

"He's sweet and kinky. It's perfect." Drinking deeply from his glass he could only giggle. "He walked into my auditions for the band like a fucking train. He had these fucking jeans that were so fucking tight. I could have ripped them off that first day."

He smiles at the excitement. "Want me to redo yours?"