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Bye everyone. Thank you for being kind to me. I’m done with this blog. <3

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Hedwig hmmmed, “Well, I guess I’ll see your ass kicking skills in person, then. No, I haven’t bought the ticket yet, but you don’t have to honey, it’s alright.”

Tommy picked up his guitar ad started to tune it. “It’s just yu right? Not your husband? I wouldn’t want him to feel weird when I make out with you in front of him. Again.” Tommy didn’t give a shit about Yitzhak and his feelings. He wanted to make it apparent who Hedwig really belong to.

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“Since when have rabid fan girls ever actually listened to what their idol says?” Hedwig asked with a smirk. It was times like this that made her glad that her fan base was steadily growing instead of exploding. “I know, but he kicks some major ass.”

“I can kick ass too. You just haven’t seen it yet. I don’t need him.” Tommy had a bite to his voice. He liked thinking that the only person who was in a relationship with Hedwig was him. “Did you get the ticket to get here yet? I can buy it for you.”

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“Alright honey, I’ll book a plane out to Memphis tonight,” Hedwig said, cradling the phone and she pulled her laptop towards her to do just that. “Sounds like your security team could use a Yitzhak.”

“These girls are crazy here. It doesn’t matter that I told them live in concert. I was with you. Dating you. Happily with you. I guess they don’t care to listen.” He laughed. “I hate when you talk about your husband, Hedwig. Just get here.”

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“Honey, honey I still need a–” she stopped when she realized he was trying to push the girl away from him. She smiled to herself, Tommy always did attract a lot of girls. That’s okay, I’ll track down the date off of your website.

The girl kissed him. He didn’t kiss back. He muffled something for Hedwig. He felt like he was cheating, even though he really wasn't. Security came and pulled the girl off. They apologized and shut the door and locked it for him. He gasped for air and rolled on his stomach to get the phone off the floor. “I am here. I am here. I’m in Tennessee. Memphis.”

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”

Hedwig sighed. mentally flicking through her schedule. She missed him too. “Okay, honey, I think I can get away from my plans for a couple of days. Where are you going to be next, remind me; I’ll hope on a plane.”

A bus boy came in his room, followed by a fan who was screaming and jumped on him. the phone dropped as she screamed and kissed on his face. “Hey, hey. I have a girl. Security!!” He yelled. “Ok! Babe, come down.” He said before trying to push the teenager off him.

[sabergowitz]

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Hansel, both versions of him, the young boy stumbling along in East Germany and the broken woman trying to make a life, had been hurt so much, too much to really trust.  It had taken trust to strip down this much, but it was a different kind of trust to open his heart, and Hansel wasn’t sure he’d ever be ready for that. Or if he’d ever truly trust that Tommy wasn’t out to hurt him again.

“Don’t say it if you don’t mean it, honey,” he said softly, his lips brushing against Tommy’s ear.  "Please don’t say it if you don’t mean it.“  He nipped lightly at Tommy’s earlobe and lifted a leg up to wrap around Tommy’s hip, tugging them tighter together.  "Make love to me,” he murmured a moment later, rocking against him.  "Prove it to me.“

Tommy squeezed in closer to Hansel. He didn’t know how sex would prove it. He wanted her to believe him. How could he believe someone who hurt him twice? He knew he didn’t deserve a third chance. He just was in love with Hansel/ Hedwig and he couldn’t explain it.

He grabbed Hedwig’s leg and lifted her thigh to his hip. He wanted her thigh to rest on his hip bone. It made it easier to slip inside her body when the time was right. He moaned at the make love to me. “I love you.” He whispered. He meant it this time, not lik the one time he ran out on her. He actually did mean it then too, but this was different. He wasn’t afraid.

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“You owe me several new wigs by now,” Hedwig replied, smirking as she cradled the phone to her cheek. “We need to schedule the next tour a little better. Maybe I should go back to following you around the country.”

He put her on speaker phone an lean back against his bed. He heard screams from outside his hotel room. “I get no privacy babe, at least when you are here, the girls don’t try to jump on me. You break a bottle and scare them all away. I miss that.” He laughed. “Come stalk me. I miss you.”

[books-tea-bees]

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early-late-twenties:

“There’s no way to turn the light on.” Miriam Shor in the documentary Whether You Like It or Not, The Story of Hedwig

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“That’d probably be the peach perfume I sprayed on it. And not the cheap shit either – it’s Avon. I miss you too.”

“Being on tour without you sucks. I have to use my hands 4 sex insteed of u. Not that I use u, we prob needz to  buy u a new wig though.”

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“Well my hair is certainly big enough to hide a few secrets. Honey, is there something wrong, you don’t normally get this drunk without me.”

“You hair smells like peeshes. Nothin wrong. Miss you.”

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turnonthe8-track:

“Tommy, are you drunk?“

“Nooh. Head wing. I’m not funk as you thstink I am. Ur hair has secrets.”

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“It’s not so dull any more, but back when I was working some of my…odd jobs, it could get quite repetitive.”

“I see. I do not really follow, but I am sure you mean you have sex quite frequently.”

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Hedwig.. Will you?.. dang it!

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“No,” she said, grabbing his ass and pulling his body hard against hers.

“Sorry.” He whimpered. He forgot that was sort of a trigger for Hedwig. “Babe, I love all your side. You do know that?”

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Hedwig.. Will you?.. dang it!

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“Mmmm,” she purred back. “That would actually be a lotta fun.”

“If we get kicked out. It’s your fault. Face the wall.” He said giving her room to turn around and face the wall.

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“It does,” she nodded. “Oh my story, my story is very long, complicated, and boring. Rather like a significant chuck of my sex life.”

“Oh, is it now? Are you saying your sex life is dull? “ He lifted a brow. “I am sure your life is not dull. “