Jamming Good with Weird and Gilly

"Yeah, it's all natural. I only apply a small bit of product to keep it in it's shape otherwise it ends up looking like a fucking scarecrow."

Gilly laughed and then blushed when Ziggy touched his hair. Not many people had touched it before and the drummer was still getting used to their singer's touchy feely ways. He liked it though. Trying to focus on their trip instead of Mick's ass, Gilly nodded.

"We can walk if you like. The fresh air might do us some good after talking about Ronno naked."

The smaller drummer wanting to hook his arm through Ziggy's like he would a female friend but he knew they couldn't. Not in public. Two men doing that would get thugs and bastards attacking them.