Georgia Hart

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Black Velvet

“Trust takes years to build & seconds to break. I don’t trust easily, Ray. Don’t make me regret my trust on you…” Iraq was beyond crazy. Twenty months of getting shot at every other day, poor communication and lost orders were more than enough for me. I opted for a transfer in my birthplace, Washington DC. My good buddy Brett picked me up from the airport. He and his band are doing very well. On the day I got back home, his guitarist got hurt. I’ve been playing the guitar for well over twenty years. I wouldn’t leave him hang out to dry. I went on stage and straight away, I noticed this gorgeous blonde staring at me. She was hotter than sin. Her name? Isabelle. I would play until my fingers bled for her. She loves my style and my voice, but my past catches up with me that very night…