I slept with my mothers idol

Just the mention of his name and my mother would go gooey eyed. Over the years she's spent a fortune going to his concerts in the hope she may get to meet him but to no avail.
Yet here I am stood before him in a hotel bedroom, my head spinning I blurt out something along the lines of "my mother loves you" followed by a girlish giggle. Did he really want to hear that I thought as he passed me a glass of champagne. I couldn't help notice his hands shaking, do I make you nervous? followed by another girlish giggle. Very much so was his reply. I found this very confusing, here is a man that performs in front of thousands yet alone in a room with me he was shaking in his boots.
I am so pleased that I am paid for my discretion, time and companionship as there is no way on Gods earth my mother(or anyone else) would have believed me, and would I ever want to tell her?
As I left he kindly gave me a autographed photo for mum which she proudly has on her mantle. How I came about that photo is a different story as far as mother is concerned :o)

Would I ever kiss and tell like a few girls have done? NEVER! That's one secret night of passion I will take to my grave with me.