POV Roger.

When I arrive at London Airport will toward the taxi stand. I grab a taxi and go straight to my mansion in Surrey. In reaching my mansion compliance gardener Wilson, who took care of the garden of my mansion with care. He said the lady Laura is gone, but left lunch ready for the employees of the house. I took advantage and went to the kitchen and warmed some food. I was hungry after not had lunch, discussed only with the boys.

Then I called my mother in Truro explaining everything that happened. She said that everything will be resolved that the boys did not speak for evil and we understand each other yet. I told her to follow a solo career from now on.

Last year I recorded the song I Wanna Testify / Turn on the TV. I spent singing and playing guitar in the UK TV channels and my song comes on the radio too. Parallel to the Queen I have written and composed many songs. I plan to release a solo album. In addition to singing and playing drums and percussion I know how to play guitar, guitar, bass and I'm learning to play the keyboard as well.

I can well follow a solo career in music without the Queen. Freddie, Brian and John who come to look for another drummer and continues recording the album and the next tour. I am very hurt with them.

I called my sister Clare and also said that I am no longer in the band. She said that everything will be solved I will get along with the guys.

So I call my bride. I want to see her tonight, even if it is after your French course. I want her with me all week.

Yasmin POV.

It's five o'clock. I'm a little angry and headache. It's been a stressful day at work today and after hours have French class until eight thirty in the evening.

The phone rings my office. I'll get it and I can not believe it: It's Roger and he's in London? My fiance tells everything that happened every detail and I'm very sorry, but I know that after he understand with the boys. It is not the first time they fight and will not be the last. He asks if I went to work by car today. I say yes. He wants me to go to sleep at his mansion. I notice that his voice is shaking. I tell him that after I leave French course I go to my apartment to get my rest of the work clothes of the week, among other things. I agreed with him that I will spend the week in his mansion. Roger is very bad. I'm afraid he has a relapse in treatment against anemia. He was supposed to have stopped taking the drugs in July, but the tests also notes that he is anemic, he improved, but still need to take medication for a few months.

At six in the afternoon out of my work in the magazine and I went to French class. At eight-thirty out of the course, I got in my car and quickly went to my apartment. I took a shower and separated the clothes and shoes that will use the week to work, and pajamas and stuff and put it in a suitcase. I took all that is needed. At nine-thirty I called Roger saying that he was leaving home. I got in my car and I start singing in the tire and vehicle driving at high speed. I was in a hurry to get right to the mansion. If I take fine damned if. I want to see my fastest groom.

Sai cutting the cars on London's streets and quickly picked up a part of the highway and sped to the fullest. Twenty minutes later he was in his mansion. He opened the garage for me and kept my car in your garage. I took my small suitcase with clothes rear seat of my car. And I got out of the vehicle. I put my small suitcase on the floor and hugged him with love. Roger hugged me and was a good time with me as well. Some tears fell down her face. I stroked her smelling blond hair and kissed her lips tenderly. He took my suitcase with clothes and took me in his mansion.

I looked at Roger and he was a very bad appearance. red eyes, sad face. I prepared a pasta for supper. He spent the whole time grabbing me by the waist and kissing my shoulder while preparing the food.

- Love, wait a moment. - smile. - In a little while I take care of you ok?

- You're already taking care of me. - He said kissing my shoulder. - I'll sit while you finish preparing the pasta sauce.

He sat in a chair and remained silent. I looked at him quickly and his gaze was distant. You must be thinking of the band.

Shortly after the pasta and the sauce were ready and started dinner.

He asked my day job. I said that was stressful, I had to solve some problems, but that was all right. I said that I'm loving my French course and in two weeks will test.

He dined and said that the food was delicious and kissed my hand, my lips. He tried to smile but could not.

After we had dinner juice and he told me to leave the dishes in the sink, the lady Laura lava morning.

He took his medicine for anemia and went to his room.

We made our oral hygiene and lay on his bed.

He looked at me sadly and began to cry. I hugged him fondly. Rog said Freddie, Bri and John were strangers, who now put money ahead of everything that Bri just wanted her songs and Freddie were on the album, among other things. He told me that Brian wrote the song Fat Bottomed Girls honoring the groupies and I, who Bri said that I am very beautiful and sexy.

- How he had the courage to say it to you in front of me? You are my bride. If he respected us would not have said that. - Rog said irritably.

- Love, sure guys are repenting at that time. They said all this to you, but this time they're sorry and know how wrong. As for Bri is not upset with him because of the music. And if he finds me hot his problem. He knows only have eyes for you and I love you very much. He has to Vick.

- I know, but, strange to one of his best friends find my beautiful and sexy bride, I know that many men find it from you, but coming from Brian's weird. He also wished that you leave me not to be together.

- Rog my love, please, he does not want it. He spoke of the mouth out, because he thinks you're spoiled child sometimes. And honestly sometimes you are too spoiled child and have attitudes.

At that moment Roger looks at me amazed.

- So you agree with everything Brian said? - He asked hurt.

- Not my love, that's not what I meant, what I want you to understand is that you sometimes acts impulsively, being pampered even ...

- So you agree. - He coldly said with sadness in his eyes. - So you agree that I am spoiled the band is not it? I want everything in my way, I do not hear the guesses of the three and I do not accept their opinion.

- ROGER REACHES! - I yelled at him.

Holy shit. I should not have yelled at him. Understand me: I was a headache because I had a busy day in the magazine and ended up cashing in my fiance.

He looked at me with eyes full of tears. I really shit. He took his blanket and pillow and went to her own bed.

- Where do you go? - I asked with trembling lips.

- Sleep in my own bed, I'll sleep in a guest room. - He said looking at me hurt.

- Love wait. - I said sadly.

- Or if you want to go away, Yasmin. I speak all I'm feeling, everything they said and you still give reason to them. It gives reason to what Brian said. I know that sometimes I'm spoiled, impulsive, but I'm not the only one of the band and so they want to do it their way and I still called selfish and greedy and you give them reason. You changed too? He changed about what you think of me?

He looks at me again and left the room. He goes to the next room and closes the door.

I'm on your thoughtful and sad bed. Instead of supporting it, I hurt my fiance. Congratulations Yasmin. Roger is already weakened by the fight in the band and you made it worse. I lie in bed and feel the smell of perfume Rog. The smell of my fiance is so good. I cry quietly in his bed. I want to spend the night with him. I want to take care of it. I'm here for it.

I get up and pick up the pillow and blanket and going after him.

POV Roger.

I go to the guest room next to my bedroom. Enter the room and lock the door. I lie in bed and cover myself with my blanket. My bride gives reason Freddie, John and Brian, especially Brian. I close my eyes and try to sleep. I can not. Yasmin hurt me deeply. Shortly after I hear knocks on the bedroom door.

- Rog, my love, please open the door. Let's talk.

She knocks on the door several times and I do not open. Until she stopped beating and everything is silent then hear sobs. I decided to open the door. She was next to the room sitting on the floor leaning crying.

Yasmin POV.

He did not open the door for me. I sat next to the room. I'm not leaving here. I need him and he needs me. I can spend all night here. I sit on the floor and I'm leaning crying and start to sob. Shortly after he opens the door looking at me in silence. I raise catching the pillow and blanket. It gives room for me among the guest room. I enter the room and he shut the door. He lay in bed silently looking at me. I lay in bed beside him still crying.

- Pardon. Forgive me, please. I did not mean that they are right and you wrong. You sometimes are spoiled, impulsive, but you really are right. They acted wrong when you call him selfish, greedy. And I have not changed about what I think of you. You're a Rock Star that sometimes exaggerates a bit in things, is impulsive, jealous, but is not greedy, is not selfish, it is fair, intelligent, beautiful, sensitive. If I love it is for its beautiful qualities and defects as well. Rog my love, I'm on your side. I just wanted to show that they talked a lot of nonsense, but will regret.

He is lying on his side staring at me in silence sad and I talked to him petting his face and in his hair. I'm also sad because I talked nonsense to my fiance and yelled at him. He needs care now.

- Pardon me for I have cried with you too. I have a little headache, but is now going through. It was due to the difficult day I had the magazine. I did not want to yell at you. I ended up taking it out on you. I love you very, very much.

He looks at me deeply.

- If you do not forgive I understand, I'm leaving.

Threaten to get out of bed and he pulls my arm.

- I was hurt you, I will not deny. But if I'm without you will be worse. I forgive you. You know very well that not forgive is betrayal in a relationship, but the other things I forgive. I love you so much my princess. Stay with me. I need your affection.

He snuggles into my hair looking at me with her big bright blue eyes.

I approached my lips of his and kissed him with love. We kissed us for a while, with much care and then he leaned his head on my belly and was affection in her hair.

- I love your caresses. I love your smell of strawberry cream.

He kisses my belly fondly.

I smiled at him and stroked his blond hair to the height of his shoulder.

After a while he says:

- Love, if I leave the band really, you'll be by my side?

- I'll be very sad if you leave the Queen, but I respect your decision and be by your side for any decision you make. - I tell him.

- I want to go solo my love. - he said. - I have been writing many songs and composing. I intend to release an album.

- You are talented, my love. Sings very well, it is a multi-instrumentalist. I believe that if you follow a solo career will succeed. - He said smiling to him.

- And if by chance it does not work my love, I'm back to being a professor of biology. As I said on another occasion, I go back to school, make Master. Only I can not give you a totally luxurious life and ...

I back my fingers to his lips and say seriously:

- Rog, I do not care about luxury, if you went back to biology teacher, has a monthly salary, no million in the account, if you had a cheap, popular car, a simple house or apartment I would be with you the same way . If you lived in a wooden house I would be with you and have children with you. What interests me is the love we feel for one another. I do not care about luxury, wealth. What I want from you is always your love, your faithfulness to me.

He looks at me and hillside our foreheads and kiss me in love.

- I'll stay with you at all times, my life. - I say.

I smile at him and I affection on his face and he closes his eyes.

He hugs me tight and leans her head on my shoulder, kissing my hair.

- I'm sure you are the most beautiful and beloved wife of the entire planet, and that is in my heart every day! I love you deeply and immensely, and I feel a complete man to think that I can always count on her loving company.

- You are the most beautiful man on earth, the most exciting. - smile.

- A confession: I love you. A wish: To be with you. A vote: Your happiness. A dream: Have you ever. An emotion: The first kiss I gave you in adolescence, in June Festival of the church. One goal: A life together with you. One request: Please love me forever. A reminder: I will love you always, my princess and queen.

Roger said smiling all this for me.

I hugged him strong kissing more.

- I will always love you, my love, for all eternity. - He said in his arms.

We affection one another. There was no sex tonight. Just talking to him about everything that had happened and encouraged him, advised him and filled it with love and treat. We slept embraced.

The next day I got up at six thirty in the morning, I made my oral hygiene and was preparing breakfast. quickly hit a chocolate cake especially for Roger and put in the oven. I prepared a chocolate syrup too. I made breakfast and prepared for me three slices of sliced ​​bread in the toaster. When the coffee was ready put the drink into a cup and ate the loaves of bread with white cheese and jelly and then even ate a papaya. It was almost half past seven in the morning. I took the cake from the oven and threw the spray of hot chocolate on top. I went up to Roger's room and quickly changed clothes and made my oral hygiene. I spent red lipstick and fragrance. I went to the guest room and left a note on the bed to Rog and kissed the paper getting the mark of my lipstick. I kissed her cheek with affection for him not to wake up. I went to the kitchen and left a message for Laura lady saying I made coffee and cake for Roger and left the note on the kitchen refrigerator.

It was twenty minutes to eight in the morning. I arrived at work missing two minutes to eight in the morning.

POV Roger.

I opened my eyes slowly and saw the light in the room. The room curtain was open. Certainly Yasmine left so. I looked at the clock radio: half past ten in the morning. I slept a lot. My Princess this time there is at work. Eye next to the bed a ticket. I picked up and is written:

'' Good morning love of my life. I wanted to be lying with you until now, kissing you, making love, but someone has to work early is not it? I made coffee and chocolate cake that so far, especially for you. Enjoy breakfast. In the evening I will be here to stay with you. Do not stay at home all day, get a little. Take a walk. I love you so much my angel.

Of his princess.

Yasmine.

Under his name had a mark of her lipstick. I took the ticket smiling like a teenager in love and took me against my chest. I got out of bed and took a shower, doing my oral hygiene. Then I went to breakfast and found the lady Laura already looking after lunch.

- Good day Lady Laura. - I said smiling kissing her on the cheek.

- Good Morning my son. - she smiled. - Wilson called me saying that you were at home, who had returned to London. And I saw a Yasmin note on the fridge saying she had prepared coffee and cake for you.

- I went back to London yesterday afternoon. - I said going to heat up my morning coffee while Laura was cutting some vegetables.

- But what happened to you have come back so quickly, son?

I looked at the lady Laura and I know I can trust her. I started to say what had happened. The coffee warmed and placed in the cup.

I took two slices of sliced ​​bread and jam and spent eaten with cheese.

- My son, just the guys and you understand. - she said. - You are a complete musician, the perfect drummer for Queen. There is no other.

I took my coffee listening to the lady Laura said. I finished eating slices of bread and took two slices of chocolate cake that my bride did.

- The guys will come after you. Listen to what I'm telling you. - She smiled at me.

I ate the thoughtful Delicious Chocolate Cake.

- Lady Laura, try this piece of chocolate cake.

She took a piece of the pie and ate.

- This chocolate cake is wonderful. One of the best I have ever eaten. His bride has fairy hands for cooking. You are lucky to have a bride as beautiful as her. Yasmin is a person of love, sweet, intelligent, gifted. Always take care of her.

I smiled like a fool.

- I take good care of her, Laura lady. She is everything to me. Is my life. Any weekend will invite the lady to lunch with Yasmine and I one day she cook here. If you loved the cake, imagine other revenue.

We talked a little more and went up to my room and called my bride thanking the breakfast and cake. I did as she asked and leaves a bit to walk. I spent in a newsstand near my mansion and bought a copy of a newspaper that said, '' Roger Taylor is seen in London without the rest of the band. Does the drummer QUEEN quarreled with other members who are in Montreux in Switzerland recording the new album?

I want to read this story. I started reading. They already assume that I have quarreled with the other members. They are fast.

I went to a guitar store and bought a new model. I am a guitar collector now.

I returned home at lunchtime and afternoon rest stayed at home playing my new guitar, until the night and wait for my beautiful bride.

Freddie POV.

Roger returned to London. Deacy, Bri and I are concerned. As we will continue to recording the album without our drummer? Crystal said Roger is very hurt us. Deacy, Bri and I decided to record the album normally during the week without the drum part. On Friday night we will go to London behind Roger. There is no other ideal drummer for Queen. It is ideal. I will ask forgiveness to him.

POV John.

Roger is very hurt us. We also spoke horrible things to him. I hope he will forgive us, otherwise we will lose a lasting friendship with him and our drummer. Roger is the ideal drummer for the band, we do not want another.

POV Brian.

I think between Deacy and Freddie I am what I am worse. He said horrible things to Roger. The known him for nearly eleven years. Almost eleven years of friendship, college time, the Smile and now said things to him that are terrible and still talked of his bride how to find beautiful and delicious. Yasmin is my friend and I find beautiful and sexy, but should never have said that Roger and I still talk that it was one of my muses inspired beyond groupies for Fat Bottomed Girls song.

A week goes by quickly and on Friday night Freddie, Deacy and I returned to London. We were behind Roger. Our manager John Reid talked to Roger by phone and the Rog lawyer. We arranged to meet on Saturday to an afternoon in a Japanese restaurant in London. I hope Roger forgive us, otherwise we will regret for the rest of our lives.

POV Roger.

On Wednesday evening manager John Reid called me saying that over the weekend the boys will go to London to talk to me and try to hit us. I said I do not want to be in the band, they have changed a lot. Reid said that everything will be alright. I said I'll take my lawyer, my sister Clare, because if I decide to leave the band want my part in bandages rights of other albums of the band that I was part of.

It was ten o'clock at night and I was in my room with Yasmine. She had prepared dinner and we had dined. Now we were in my room. I played the guitar for her and showed new lyrics he was writing.

After the band's manager hung up the phone she said:

- Do not take hasty decision, my love. Listen to your friends and bandmates.

- They are not my friends. - I said resentfully.

- Love does not say that. - She spoke very affectionate with me hugging me from behind.

She took my guitar and put next to my bed and took my folders with lyrics and put next to my bedside.

- Here comes my kitten, I will make a relaxing massage for you.

She is behind me and starts to massage my shoulders gently. Your touch has left me better. I was tense and as Yasmine massaged my shoulders I calmed down. Then she massaged my neck. At the end it was already calm.

She finished to massage me and hugged me back fondly intertwining our hands.

- Think about that will do. But any decision you make will be at her side. - She looks at me tenderly kissing my lips.

- My princess, my life. - I smiled at her kissing her and made love.

On Thursday during the day while Yasmine worked in the magazine I went to the office of my sister Clare. She's labor lawyer, has dozens of customers. I trust fully in my sister. That's why I like my trusted lawyer. She already knew what was going on and asked to datilografarem some speaking roles of my departure from the band, and other legal matters that I have rights in bandages from previous albums QUEEN I attended. On Thursday she took care only of my case. It said the pros and cons of leaving the band, explained everything in detail in the legal way. There were things he did not understand clearly and she had patience to explain me. Around noon and half went to lunch together. At two o'clock in the afternoon we went back into his office and had drawn up the papers and brought copies of it.

She gave a copy to me. I read carefully.

Finally my sister said:

- It is just that you want my brother? If that's right, please sign below the sheet.

I looked at her and paper. quickly signed the paper.

She sighed.

- Ready. Is already done. If that's what you want on Monday already send the paper to the responsible to give effect of breach of contract with the band. - She said to me.

I hugged my sister strongly.

- I still think you will understand. - She said resolutely.

- There is no turning back Clare. Unfortunately not.

- Of course there is my beautiful brother. Freddie, Bri, John and you are like a family. And in every family is okay. Soon you will understand.

- Thanks for helping me my beautiful sister. On Saturday I seek you for lunch in the restaurant with the other in the given time.

- Combined Rog. - She smiled kissing my face and hugging me. - I love you too, my brother.

- I love you too my sister. - I smiled at her out of his office.

My sister would serve another labor case now.

On Thursday night I told the Yasmine who had met Clare and explained everything. My fiancee said on Saturday solve everything. On Friday night after my bride arrived at work and took bath we went to a pizzeria and then to a pub in London.

In the pub gave autographs for many Queen fans and took pictures too. I was in the pub with Yasmine until two in the morning. Then we went to my mansion.

On Saturday morning Yasmine and I woke up around ten in the morning. She made coffee for us. Around noon I take a quick shower and a half day and a half Yasmine was me get Clare. Yasmine left in the house girls. She will have lunch with Mary and Layla. The seek in the late afternoon. And I sought for Clare to go with me to the Japanese restaurant.

We got one o'clock sharp. We are at the beginning of October. Freddie, Brian, John and Reid were present. He said good afternoon for them. Clare also greeted everyone. We ordered the food. Other restaurant customers looked at us askance. I remained silent, waiting for food when the manager said:

- How did your week, Roger?

- I spent very well, my girlfriend Yasmine is with me all the time. I have written and composed songs for my solo album.

At this time Freddie, Brian and John look at me terrified.

- Solo album? - He asked the entrepreneur - and plans to release it when?

- Maybe next year. - I said taking my Coca - Cola quietly.

Clare remained silent.

The band's manager and the boys were left wondering what to say.

Soon the food came and had lunch in silence.

After lunch we ordered tea and started talking.

- Boys, here's the paper written by Roger about his departure from the band. I brought a copy for each read and analyze. - Clare handed the copies to them.

They read in silence until Freddie said seriously:

- You will not leave the band, Roger. There is no other drummer ideal QUEEN. You are the face of the band. Please forgive us for everything we say.

- We are sorry, Roger. - John said sadly. - We were in cruel words with you. We have much remorse.

- If they were just words, it would be great. The problem is that you have changed. Let the success go to his head, I think I'm selfish, greedy and I want to take advantage of the band. - I said coldly. - Do not accept my songs in the band, just Freddie and Brian has the highest number of songs on every album. I think not like me as a composer. It's the only explanation.

- Roger, we are very sorry for all that we have said to you. I said cruel things to you about Yasmin. I really missed with respect to her and to you. And I do not want you to separate. I just meant that sometimes you are very spoiled, immature and do not understand how Yasmin can handle their attitudes, but I swear from the bottom of my heart I do not want to see them separated. You are born each other.

- Really Yasmine and I were born for each other, and Brian will not be your words that will break up with her, the love of my life. - I said coldly again.

- As for not wanting their songs on the album because we think that is not a good composer, you are mistaken. - John said. - You sing and compose very well.

- Same? My. Just do not understand why exclude me then, in the matter of putting my songs on the album. What's wrong with me then? - I ask.

They are silent.

- Answer me. - I say angry.

- Freddie and I feel jealous of you, Roger. - Brian said.

At this point I start to smile sarcastically.

People who were in the other tables have paid attention in our discussion.

- Jealous of me? And I can know the reason that the greatest singer in the history of rock 'n' roll, the showmen of Rock'n roll the world that captivates the stage your audience and one of the best and brightest guitarists I know is jealous of me? RESPOND.

They are quiet.

- And the most talented bass player I know in the world of rock 'n' roll? The most sensible and intelligent shy of the band? The bass player is the main link of the band? The linchpin? Remain silent until when? I'm godfather to his son, John. I thought we were more than bandmates, who really were friends because we have a very large link. I am like a second father to his son, in case of his absence and you do not treat me as a true friend, looking absenting to everything that happens.

- Of course I'm your friend, Roger. You're one of my best friends. It's like a brother to me, I love and know that you. - John said sadly.

- Clear and still spoke horrible things to me. Jealous of me too, John?

- I'm Roger. - John said.

- MORE THAN FUCKING. WHY YOU FEEL JEALOUS OF ME? - I screamed losing patience.

- Roger my brother, calm down. - Asked Clare. - People are looking.

- That look. - I said. - I do not care. - I want to know the reason for his jealousy, speak.

- I'm jealous of you because you have more groupies than me. - Brian said the most natural. - Although I was the guitarist of the band, that is what is '' out '' more after the girls, are you doing more success with women. They lack only invade the stage and grab you when we are performing.

- I am jealous because women scream your name all the time and men too. - Freddie said. - That's at every show. You do drum solos incredibly the shows and because you have blue eyes and I wanted to have blue eyes.

I start to laugh. In addition to quarrel many times we do not agree with each other in a matter of sound, composition, among other things now have the idiots jealous of others.

- And I'm jealous because you are outgoing and enjoy all your way. I already am serious, shy and often me step by boring and unlikeable and because you are multi-instrumentalist. - John said finally.

- I can not believe what I heard. In addition to quarrel often for things related to music, that I want a more hard rock song, John want something more pop, operatic Freddie and Brian with guitar solos, you're jealous of me? THIS IS RIDICULOUS. You stand in the band, each in their own way. I will never have Freddie's charisma on stage, ever have such a beautiful voice to sing about Freddie. If so would envy you, Freddie. And you Brian? I can play guitar, I do riffs and guitar solos, but ever get to your toe to play guitar. You are awesome. If so I would be jealous of you also on stage. And you John? Until you jealous of me? Because of my way? You have your way, it is shy, but has always been the most focused of the band, the most wise. I was always a fucking crazy, I act on impulse. What about being multi-instrumentalist: you play guitar, bass, electric piano. He is jealous of me for it?

My sister Clare and the band's manager laughed softly. It is worthy to laugh even.

- Please, Rog, forgive us. - Brian said desperately. - Forgive for everything I said. Hey, we met almost eleven years ago, we are like we are brothers. Forgive for what I said Yasmin too.

- Wanted Rog, we need you in the band. - Freddie said. - We recorded this week without a drummer, just voice and guitar and bass. Back to the band, for God's sake.

- I beg Rog. Go back to the band and forgive us for our immaturity. - John said.

At that moment there were photographers newspapers in the restaurant by clicking each scene. People took pictures too.

- I do not come back. - I said cruelly. - And you know why? Because you are no longer my friends. They do not trust me. They ask forgiveness now and in time will act the same way. I AM OUT OF BAND. - Cry for them.

- If so, we will end BAND. - Freddie yelled back.

- WHATEVER. - I scream again.

Clare sits in the chair sighed defeated. I think my sister wants to kill me right now.

The manager John Reid tries to calm us.

- WE WILL NOT END THE BAND. - Brian yelled back. - ROGER WILL RETURN THE BAND OR THAT TIED BE.

- I AGREE. - John yelled back.

- I ALSO AGREE. - Freddie screamed and grabbed John's paper copies, and Brian Reid and together with his ripped in half with violence.

- CAN TEAR, NO OTHER COPIES WITH MY SIGNATURE AND MONDAY WILL HAVE TO LEGAL. - Chime again.

The photographers took pictures, the people of the restaurant as well. They were watching the '' show '' the Queen, but another show literally.

At this time the waiter brought to our teas and stopped halfway. Freddie threw the pieces of paper in my direction and said:

- THE BAND WILL NOT END FUCK NO. I SAID THAT TO SEE YOUR REACTION. The QUEEN WILL NOT END. THE SHOW MUST CONTINUE AND YOU Roger Taylor RETURN FOR BAND AND ASSUME YOUR DRUMMER FUNCTION. YOU BE THE DRUMMER QUEEN ONLY. YOU HAVE TALENT SOBRA, is multi-instrumentalist, HAVE A VOICE MAGNIFICENT AND WE WANT YOU ALWAYS IN BAND. - He shouts a lot.

Freddie approaching me angry and says:

- YOU WILL BE THE BAND DAMN! FUCKING, BRI, Deacy AND I ARE SUFFERING WITH YOUR ABSENCE IN THE RECORDINGS, IMAGINE THE TOUR, THE SHOWS? WE ARE A FAMILY WITH UPS AND DOWNS AND YOU ARE AS IF IT WERE OUR BROTHER. BE GIVING TO UNDERSTAND THAT? WE LOVE YOU VERY, Baguette.

I looked scared Freddie and this time he held me tight. Damn for that I did not expect. What to do now? Forgive these wind heads?

P.S: Only airhead Brian to tell Roger that he finds the beautiful and sexy Yasmin.

It's crazy even. He wants Roger that way the fill to fight. what a crazy