When I first moved to Los Angeles I was amazed to see so many celebrities. I never thought of them as “normal” people, picking up dry cleaning, renting movies, or shopping for groceries. I always saw them above average, without a care in the world.

Whenever I saw a celebrity I was star struck. But as the days went by I became less and less enthusiastic. No longer was I star struck by every celebrity that walked through the door. That is until SHE walked in. She being Ashley Davies, THE Ashley Davies. Rocker princess, daughter of the legendary Raife Davies.

At first I didn’t recognize her. Her hair was pulled back, glasses on, and a comfy casual look. Much different then on stage with her studded belts, wrist bands, dark makeup, and tight jeans and shirts that left little to the imagination. Not that I’m complaining.

She glided toward the back of the store and my curiosity peaked. It’s quite fun to see what movies celebrities rent. Comedy, drama, even a porno once in a while. I couldn’t help but wonder if Ashley Davies watched porn. Girl on girl of course, it’s no secret she’s gay. My thoughts turned to what she might do while watching it.

“Excuse me.” My eyes snap open, I didn’t even know they closed, and meet deep brown eyes. I fidget under her deep gaze, extremely aware of the wetness pooled between my legs. I take a deep breath and try to find my voice.

“Yes?” My voice comes out quiet and raspier than usual. She must notice this as a cocky grin spreads across her face.

“I need some help finding a movie.” She looks down to my name tag and back up. “Spencer?” I gulp and nod dumbly before responding.

“What, um, what movie?” She leans forward setting her elbow onto the counter and resting her chin on the palm of her hand, head tilted slightly.

“That’s the problem. I can’t think of the title. Maybe you’ve seen it.” Her raspy voice sends all my senses into hyper drive as I process how close she is.

“Okay, what’s it about?”

“It’s about a woman who gets married but winds up falling for her florist who’s also a woman.” I smile brightly.