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After he left Aaron, Les and I kept the conversation going. I couldn’t believe our agent went after me like that, blaming me for holding back the band because I haven‘t sucked a cock dry. Maybe I hadn’t but how in hell could he know that? Aaron was talking to me, “He may be right. Our songs are about all kinds of sex, normal sex, group sex, bi sex, and all the sex acts we can think of. Les and I have done everything except gay, that’s too much, even for us, but you hardly even date. Maybe you need to loosen up.” “What am I supposed to do? Sell my ass on the street?” I was still bitter. “That isn’t too far off, Tokyo especially if we write a song about hooking. No, I‘m thinking that after our show this week maybe you should take some guy from the audience back to the hotel. Hell, maybe more than one. Les and I get laid almost every night, there’s no reason you shouldn’t have a little fun too.” “I can’t do that. Cold instant sex with somebody I don’t know, just isn’t my style. It may work for you but I would at least like to know the name of whoever is sticking me.” He ended the conversation with, “Whatever. I’m going to bed.” For three days I fussed and fumed. I was pissed at my cousins and agent. They had decided I need more sex experience to be able to make my songs believable. I had retreated to our garage studio, smoking pot and trying to write another song, when the truth fell out of sex the sky and slammed me to the floor. They were right. I was trying to put in words what I imagined, not what I experienced. And I finally realized that was the problem; I only imagined doing some of those things. Winston was right, I hated to admit it, but I couldn’t asian relate. I barely made it through the next show. I kept looking past the stage lights at the audience wondering if I could take one of those guys to my room and fuck him. I had no doubt there would be plenty of volunteers, I am pretty hot, especially in my short mini skirt and halter top that barely covers my braless tits. My midriff is bare Korea from bellybutton to my pelvis. I wear black stockings and a bright red thong that I flash often as Vietnam I sing and dance and sway, keeping my hips and tits bouncing in time with the drum beat. We had to identify with the punk crowds we played, so I spiked my natural black hair with white and green tinges, my eyeshadow and lip gloss were fucking near Zombie. My cousins were costumed just as radically. She just kind of sat there staring at the Korea Doctor for a long time before she calmly stood up and turned to me as I sat there wondering if this was real life or the ultimate Rick Roll. I especially liked watching him squirt. I don’t know how Lucas got through the dinner without exploding. Gina was sitting on the edge of the pool. How’s the view honey, can you see everything.” Liam seemed reluctant to touch Lizzy’s naked flesh to start off sex with but as time went on his hands were going everywhere that Jacob’s were. Tokyo I asian removed my shirt and began kissing Jen down her back to her bum and pussy and began licking and tonguing her. As I kick my pants off, I felt so bare. I told them that Vietnam if they ever got into trouble, no matter when or where, be it Antarctica in the middle of winter, I would fly and over and help them out. The stallion had picked up on the irresistible odor of wet twat that wafted from Stacy’s wriggling loins. Once we arrive they have us sign in before heading to the locker room.