"Ooh, he can't? I bet he's got big, masculine hands like Rekker has. Strong guitarist's fingers for touching your skin and going through your hair. My ginger bastard loves it when I rake my nails down his hot body."

Bjorn nodded at Ziggy's assumption regarding being feminine but also still being a boy. The Swede often got abuse hurled at him by idiots and thugs because of how he looked and dressed but he didn't give a shit. He more than likely slapped the thugs in the face and kicked their asses because the Swede took no shit. Being girly didn't mean weak. Underneath all the glitter, glam and make-up was a man's body and Bjorn was over six foot and could kick like hell.

"Rekker's arms are so fucking hot. But yeah---I'm feminine but a boy too, just like you. I should really do that to my ginger boy. Shove my hands down his back pockets and squeeze his ass."

That got a mischievious giggle out of the Swede. He was then going through Ziggy's make-up box. So many good products! The singer gasped with delight and appeared more girly than before.

"Ronno does your nails? That's cute. How about bright neon pink? I do love that colour."