Prelude: The Bar

As he entered the bar, both men and women turned to stare. He was 5'10" feet high, with muscles on his arms and chest that weren't overwhelming, but sexy in their rippling manner. He walked with the grace of a cat, with his long, black hair (which was tied into a ponytail) trailing behind him. He smiled at the bar, reveling bright, shiny teeth in perfect condition. Even his dark brown eyes made the bar patrons blush with desire. To think that a man this good looking existed!

The man never stopped walking until he reached the platform of the bar. He turned abruptly to face the busy bar. He gently coughed into his hand to clear his throat. Even though it was just a soft sound, the bar instantly went silent.

"Ladies, gentlemen, and anyone else here, may I please have your attention?" Though it was said like a question, the soft purr of his voice made it clear that all attention should be give to this hunky god. "I am a man," he continued, "who can not hold back. I am sorry, but I know that I am so good looking that neither man nor women can resist my beauty. So, I tell you now, everyone in this room can have me, for the greater good. I, Edward, wish to share my body, heart and soul with everyone in the world. But tonight," he gazed across the room, making sure that all eyes were still on him. Then he whispered into the microphone, "I'm yours."

The room went wild with cheering by both the women and the men in the bar. Smiles lit across the faces of those who hadn't had love in years and by those who were married for years. As the man Edward stepped down from the platform, a man came up holding a beer in one hand and a whip in the other. "Hey buuuuuudddddddyyyyyy. Guess what the ladies, and guys, wanted me to give to you?"

"What?" asked Edward in the sweetest, angelic voice?

"Hehe, if you only knew…"