She was beautiful. Her wonderfully curvy body, her long, slim neck. I could barely take my eyes off her.

So seductive, she was. So deceptively silent as she lay in the plush bedding. She was the very picture of innocence. I knew I would make her scream. I would take her to my room, I would play her hard - and she would scream.

And scream she did. What a scream it was. My heart was racing, feeling her hard body against mine, my hand on her neck, both of us tangled in cables. It was ecstasy.

Till now she stands in my room, safely in her case in the corner. My first electric guitar, Lightning. :D