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The Groupie By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Myers Chapter 2 "I love it," said Tricia. "You are amazing Vicky. You give the best perms." "Of course you love it. It's similar to the perm that I gave you," Vicky laughed. "The curls are just a touch tighter 'cause it's new. Plus you don't have bangs and your layers are longer, so it's not exactly the same." "Wait, these are not going to wash out?" said Jake, pulling at a curl as it gently snapped right back. "It's a fucking perm. What about this color. It looks lighter." "Oh stop!" said Vicky smiling. "Perms just tend to lighten your hair a little. It's no big deal. You're just a lighter shade brunette now. It'll be worth it in the end." "This was supposed to be one night, you know." Jake stared at himself as he touched his bangs. "I got extensions, a perm, and where the hell are my eyebrows. Holy shit! Are those just drawn in?" "Don't fucking touch the hair," said Vicky, slapping his wrist. "Mess up that hair after all this work and you won't have to worry about how long it'll last." Vicky again grabbed her big pink aerosol can and circled him, spraying his hair. She lifted it on his back, making sure to even spray underneath as he sat there without any choice. She gently picked at his bangs, making sure they were perfect as she trimmed them ever so slightly. Jake sat as patiently as he could now, feeling the cold scissor blade across his temple, knowing he had no choice but to accept his new look. "Sorry Jake," said Tricia, smirking and comforting her friend as she hugged him and they stared at both their reflections in the mirror. "I may have gotten a little too carried away on the brows. It's just that they were a disaster. Your bangs will cover them a little better later when they aren't curled under as much, but for the moment they look just perfect with your big beautiful eyes." "Men don't have bangs," Jake replied. "I've been growing my hair long for over 3 years now, and now it's in layers and I have bangs." "Time to stop worrying about nonsense and change now!" Monique told him as she pulled off his cape. "Come in the back room with me and let's get you ready." Jake followed Monique into a large dressing room in the back and she locked the door. He looked at her as he was not used to seeing her with a head of hot rollers and in ripped sweat pants. "I'll do it for you Jake," said Monique, unbuttoning his jeans. "Nails like those take practice, and if you break one or mess them up, Vicky will fucking kill me. You'll just have to be careful to use your fingertips if you pick anything up. Now just sit here and don't say a word about how I look." Monique knelt down and slipped off his ankle boots and then helped him stand as she slipped his jeans down to his ankles. He stepped out of them as she dropped his panties to the floor and he was again exposed in front of one of his friends. "Now don't even flinch while I slip this off gently," Monique told him as she slid his arms out of his cutoff sweatshirt by pulling his elbows in. She then delicately slid the large opening of the shirt over his hair and dropped it on the floor. She now took each side of his tube top and slid it down his entire body as he stepped out of it, and then unbuckled and removed his bra. He was completely undressed now. "Ok, let's get you put together now," said Monique as she opened the first shopping bag. She reached into the bag, pulling out a black boned bustier style corset and slipped his arms through the straps as she placed it on him loosely. She then opened a silver box, removing two silicon breast forms and inserted them into the bustier. She pushed at them, adjusting the cleavage to her liking before removing the right breast and attaching a few double sided strips on the back of the breast. "Be still now and stand firm while I get this just right," said Monique, grabbing his breast under the cup. Monique pushed the flesh of his small natural breast hard toward the middle of his chest and forcefully stuck on the falsie as he stood as firmly as he could as she almost pushed him over. She stepped back, now removing the other falsie from the left side and repeated the process. When she finished, she now proceeded to tighten the bra straps over his shoulders and stepped back to take a good look at her work. She opened a small stocking package and removed two black individual ultra sheer hose. She took the first one, rolling it open with her fingers and proceeded to unroll it up his right leg, carefully straightening the thin black seam in the back of his calf. She now repeated the rolling up his left leg, before giving a small tug on each side, evening out the elastic lace band a few inches from his crotch area. She went back to her shopping bag, opening a small package which revealed a black panty which she held, up stretching it open. She now lifted his left leg sliding it on and then his right as he stepped into it while she glided it up most of the way. "Open your legs just a touch more please Jake," Monique commanded, as she stopped pulling it up as it sat mid-thigh on him now. "Here goes. Hope this works like they told me it would." Monique now pushed his testicles inside his body cavity with her left hand and pulled his limp penis between his legs with her right as he winced. She now pulled the panty over his crotch area and then forced the elastic type strings between his cheeks as she released it. "That's not too comfortable," said Jake feeling oddly tucked. "Is this necessary? It wasn't like this earlier." "I know. It's called a gaff," said Monique. "It's meant to hold your little package in. Before you didn't need it, because you were in jeans with a baggy shirt covering that area. And also we didn't have one of course. I just bought it for you today." "So, I have to be uncomfortable all night?" said Jake. "You'll be fine. Try not to think about it and just think about the importance of tonight," said Monique, kneeling in front of him as she attached some garters to his stockings and tightened them up. "Now toughen up and turn around." "This is not easy Monique," Jake replied, as he turned toward the wall as she tightened the garters on the back of his legs. "Sorry babe. Price of beauty. Now hold the back of the chair with both arms and breathe in and hold it until I tell you," said Monique getting tougher. "Because if you're whining about that, you'll definitely really hate this." Monique now began drawing the strings of the corset in tightly, as Jake immediately found his waist constricting. He flinched over and over as she moved up, tightening him as he realized she was right. He was forgetting about his gaff as his stomach was being sucked in. "Damn, Monique. This sucks. I thought I was already thin," said Jake, holding the chair tightly as it tipped back a touch. "You are! And be careful not to dig your nails in or you'll break or chip them," said Monique, chuckling as she tugged. "I'm just working on giving you more of an hourglass shape, since you really don't have much in the hip area." Monique now tied off the ends of the corset threads and cut off all the excess strings with her scissors. She again pushed at his cleavage now and tightened the bra straps even more, holding everything in place the way she wanted it. She then removed the white plastic garment bag, revealing a leopard print top which she now took off the hanger. She carefully stretched the neck area as she guided it over his head, and swept hair off his back as she placed it on him. She straightened it on him as she fastened a few small buttons behind his neck and softly placed his hair back on top of them. "Ok, I hope this fits. Chin up and let me guide you in," said Monique, as she placed his legs into his skirt. "I measured you twice, so this should be perfect, but this stuff is unforgiving." She cautiously slid it up, and he could feel the tightness as she snapped it at his waistline and zipped him up. She now grabbed a large belt from her bag, sliding it on him, and then dipped his arms into a little jacket. She started going crazy with accessories, on his wrist and fingers, before clipping some heavy earrings on his ears. She now took a brown shoe box from her bag and knelt next to him. "Hold my shoulder. We're just about done," said Monique, lifting his leg as she opened a shoe box, taking out some heels and sliding in his toe. "Shit Monique," said Jake, wobbling as he was shocked by the height of the shoe she placed on his right foot. "I can't walk in these." Jake was now instantly much taller as he straightened his leg, as she tapped the other, causing him to place all his weight on the other leg, which was now in the high heel. "You'll be fine," said Monique, slipping the other heel on him, before standing up and looking at her work."We all do it. Now let me get changed, so we can leave. Girls come in." "Holy crap," said Jake, looking down at his legs and feet. "I must be out of my mind to let you girls do this to me. This is never going to work." "Damn, we are good," said Tricia, coming in and hugging him. "You look so fucking hot, girl. I'm going to tell people we are sisters." Tricia practically knocked him over as she grabbed him. He stared at her reflection next to his, shaking his head. He couldn't believe his eyes. Looking at himself and Tricia. Tricia also had her hair permed by Vicky, and looked incredibly sexy. Her hair was different than Jake's, as it was almost black with much tighter and more consistent curls than his, giving her more of a Cher type look. As opposed to his classic, picked out big hair that he now had. She also had it slightly flipped from right to left, with a large jeweled comb pulling it back off her right ear, where she had a single extra large chandelier earring that almost blinded you when you looked at it. She reached out, grabbing his hand as he touched her one piece, dark purple mini dress, feeling the spandex which left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She wiggled her fingers between his and held them out. "You ready sis," said Tricia, teasing him as she held their arms in the air. "I am ready to rock tonight. I am so psyched." "Easy, you are a wild one!" Jake replied, not knowing what to think now. "Not bad, right," said Vicky, holding up a picture of Tawny Kitaen with some big hair, who was Mick's ex-girlfriend. "Obviously not even close to an exact match, but certainly you've got a resemblance that I'm pretty sure Mick will like. Worst case, you've got the hair and definitely some great legs. I'm pretty sure he's going to at least give you a good looking over, especially in that outfit." Jake looked up, staring at his friend, as she looked incredibly different than just a few hours ago. "What? I'm a hairdresser. Do you like or what?" said Vicky, smiling, as he realized she surprised him as she put her hands on her hips. "We get bored easily and work on each other." Vicky's shoulder length shag was now shortened to the middle of her neck, and flipped up at the ends in a series of edgy layers and parted on the left side. The former solid mocha brunette color had been filled with thick blonde chunks and streaks, and her face had been heavily made up with huge ruby glistening lips. She looked like a different person now, as she had traded in her hairdresser smock for a form fitting ? length stretch denim dress, which showed no cleavage but was fully open in back, all the way down to the crack of her ass. Her only jewelery were 2 dagger like long earrings in each ear,and a thin silver chain belt around her super thin body. How she moved in it must have been almost impossible, as it barely stretched as she moved in her platform wedges as she walked over to the mirror, spritzing her hair before turning her attention again to Jake. "She's amazing in this picture right?" said Vicky, handing him Tawny's photo in a full leather outfit. "But don't worry, I think you'll hold your own and do just fine tonight." Jake took the photo and stared at it. He couldn't believe it himself as he looked down at his legs in sheer black stockings, with a single seam running up the back of his legs. He touched it, feeling it's silky texture, amazed as the slightly raised seam almost blended into the spike of his super thin stiletto heel of his 5 inch shiny patent leather pumps. He was in a tight black leather mini skirt, with a thick offset black belt with a large gold buckle. On top, he had on a low cut leopard print top with long sleeves, under a short black leather fringed jacket. From his ears hung large gold and black onyx tassel earrings which practically touched his shoulders, and on his right wrist he had three thick gold bangles. His right hand had gold rings on his pinkie and middle fingers, and his left hand had them on his pinkie, ring finger and a thin one on his thumb. His nails were a dark red color, matching his lips, and eyes were done in a super dark smokey patern above his false large lashes and beneath his thin brows and curled under bangs. "Fucking sexy right?" said Monique, as she returned dressed and ready to go. "I guarantee he's getting back there tonight if he doesn't fuck it up." Monique now was dressed in a super tight red spandex dress, all made up with her platinum hair in loose wild waves. She had on platform red open toed pumps, making her look like an amazon, as she had to be well over six feet in the heels. "Time to hit the show, ladies," said Tricia excited. Jake walked like a turtle, taking short restricted steps, as he followed behind Tricia to the car. He sat quietly in the passenger seat as Vicky and Monique were in the back. As they pulled out of the parking lot, Tricia cranked the music as they drove, and the girls were singing and dancing in the car. "Take a hit and relax," said Monique, handing him her lit joint. "No thanks," said Jake. "You know I don't smoke." "You don't wear dresses either," said Tricia, patting his thigh. "It'll help relax you." "What the hell, at this point, i need it!" said Jake, as he took a puff. As they reached the stadium parking lot, Monique broke out a few bottles and started handing out small glasses. "To Jaclyn," said Monique, pouring shots and toasting. "It's your night, girlfriend. Live it up." They downed three or four shots each, and continued to smoke a bit, then Tricia finally turned off the ignition after about forty five minutes of partying. "Time to rock!" said Tricia, as she looked back at the girls and smiled at Jake. "Wait, my tape," whined Jake. "Holy shit, I think I forgot it. I've got to go home and get it." "Relax, you're just a little high, honey." Monique tossed a large black pocketbook into his lap. "Do you think we'd forget that, after all this work?" "No reason to chicken out, Jaclyn," said Tricia, looking him dead in the eyes. "This is your chance at your dream, so take a deep breath. I filled your purse with essentials and two copies of your tape. It's time." Tricia opened her door and got out of the car, tossing her keys in her purse. They walked as a group to the stadium as Tricia looped her arm through his arm as he nervously had his hands in his jacket pocket as he walked. Jake looked around, trying to avoid eye contact as he could see the guys checking out his group as he knew Monique and Tricia were eating up the gawking from the men, as they smiled and flirted as they strutted their stuff. They handed in their tickets and gingerly walked through the turnstiles as they entered the stadium. Jake walked behind Tricia, almost trying to be less noticeable as Monique and Vicky stopped to order beer. Monique now flashed the tickets to an usher as he opened the rope allowing them down the stairs in their section. "Slow down Trish," said Jake, following her down the steps as he struggled, holding the handrail as he was not accustomed to navigating down many steep steps in stilettos. "Sorry," said Trish, laughing as she looked over her shoulder, seeing his frustration. "I'm a little pumped up. I'll slow down for you, grandma." "I feel like a grandmother who could use a cane to help me walk in these shoes," Jake quipped, taking precise steps. "Just hold the rail and take your time. You're doing great," said Tricia, encouraging him. "Yeah, and I better not see a grey hair or I'll kill you," Vicky teased, as she was right behind him now. "Oh, thank goodness," Jake said as they finally reached the bottom and found their seats, which were right in the front row. Monique handed Jake a beer and he quickly downed it as the girls stared at him, smiling. He gently massaged his left calf muscle, holding his leg straight out, flexing the toe and shoe as Tricia tapped him. "Uh, you may not want to do that," said Tricia, looking at him and rolling her eyes up toward the stage. Jake looked up, seeing a few stage hands looking at him as he looked away, not wanting to make eye contact as Vicky got up and went over to chat with them. She hugged them and kissed their cheeks, as she was now in a fully animated conversation, and obviously flirting. "You're sending out the wrong signals here, Jake. I suggest you sit more ladylike." Tricia said, whispering in his left ear. "You've got to cross your legs when you're in a mini skirt, honey." "She trying to tell you they're looking up you skirt," said Monique, whispering in his right ear. "I don't think those are the guys you want to meet tonight, do you?" "Holy shit!" said Jake, now quivering. "What do you think they saw." "Calm down," Tricia comforted him. "They can't see what I think you are worried about. It's all tucked away, but you don't want them thinking you're a just another hammered girl they can take advantage of. All they probably saw was your panties and they probably know you have on garters." Vicky returned after her brief conversation and sat back down. "So they wanted to know who the new chick was," said Vicky. "I told them I'd introduce you later, when we're backstage." "Great?" whined Jake, as the lights now dimmed and the drums began beating. "Compliments of the crew, ladies," said a hostess, as she handed them a round of beers. He sipped his beer as Tricia grabbed his arm, pulling him up as they began clapping with their hands above their heads, screaming for the rest of the band. Jake clapped along with the girls, as Tricia bumped his hips with hers a few times. "Move those hips, girl," said Tricia. "Have fun and let loose." Jake began swaying back and forth with the girls, getting into the show as the band was in full rock mode now, and Mick began to belt out a heavy tune. Jake was relaxing now and enjoying the show, as he was getting lost in the music and not worrying about how he was dressed. He did his best to follow the girls, dancing as well as he could with the girls, as the concert consumed his mind and he relaxed and enjoyed it. After two hours of the show,the first act finally ended as the band raced backstage. "They are fucking amazing," Vicky yelled, all pumped up as she sat down. "They really are talented, alright," said Jake, having enjoyed the show. Suddenly, all the stadium lights went off, as only Mick came out with his acoustic guitar under a soft spotlight for the first song of the encore. Tricia handed Jake a lighter and lit hers as the stadium was silently electrified, with small flames everywhere setting a mellow mood. "Keep it away from your face and mine, because we'll ignite in seconds with all the hairspray we have on," whispered Vicky. "And be careful to use your finger tips and keep the flame away from your acrylics." Jake lit his lighter, carefully holding it out as Mick approached the girls from the edge of the stage, making eye contact with all of them as he sang a love song. He moved across the stage, away from the girls, melting woman after woman with his deep brown eyes. As he returned in their direction, he held his hand out to Tricia as he blew out her flame. Excited and caught in the moment, Tricia took his hand as he gently guided her up on stage. She was mesmerized by his singing, as he stared at her, singing his most recent hit ballot as they were joined hand in hand. As the final chorus ended, he pulled her in closely, before dipping her and wiggling his tongue down her throat as the crowd went crazy. After an amazing makeout session, he lifted her back to her feet and walked her back toward the stage stairs, as she walked down them smiling uncontrollably. "That was wild!" said Jake, as Tricia returned next to him. "Holy shit! I think I'm going to faint," said Tricia, looking incredibly flushed and sweaty. "I bet somebody's pretty wet," said Monique, fanning her with her concert program. "Shut up bitch," said Tricia, laughing, before downing her left over beer."Damn, he is fucking sexy!" After another fifteen minutes, the show ended. The girls headed down towards the base of the stage,fighting their way towards security to get back stage. As they got there, the guards immediately let them backstage as Jake noticed them checking him out, yet was relieved as Tricia led them past the initial guards. Jake was immediatley in awe just walking through the hallway as they entered a crowded room filled with about twenty other girls, a few stage hands, and a half dozen of the bands crew. There was a large open bar, a long catered buffet table and a few waitresses serving orderves. The band's latest album was playing softly in the background as people mingled and partied. "Wow, this is so fucking cool!" said Jake,in awe as he looked around. "You ain't seen nothing yet," said Monique. "It gets wild in here in a hurry." "Damn right it does," said Marty, the band's drummer as he put one arm around Tricia, and the other around Jake. "Hey Marty, great show again as always," said Tricia. "Thanks, babe," said Marty, turning and kissing her. After a few seconds, Marty finally released his kiss and Tricia took a breath, smiling. "Glad you saved a little sugar for me babe, as I saw you going at it with Mick on stage," said Marty, as he downed his beer. "And nice to see you've brought some hot friends with you tonight. Hope you girls are ready to party?" "Oh definitely," said Monique, flirting with him as she rubbed against him as she walked by. "That's good to know honey," said Marty, as he wasted no time getting right up in her face, touching her waist. "I like your friends Trina." "Thanks," said Tricia, as she watched Marty plant a firm kiss on Monique. He then put his index finger under Jakes chin and looked into his eyes. He then quickly kissed Jake and squeezed his ass, before walking off with his hand in Monique's. "I'll find you later, baby," Marty said as he grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniel's and headed through a door out of the room with Monique. "Fucking gross," said Jake, wiping his mouth. "I've got to get out of here. I can't do this." "Ssshh," said Tricia, taking both of his arms and looking at him. "They are rock stars! They think they can just have any woman back here. Now relax and remember why you are here." "By the time he comes back out he'll forget all about you anyway," said Vicky. "He's already wasted. I'm shocked he remembered Tricia, even if he got her name wrong. Although I kinda like Trina. Maybe you should switch." Tricia just turned smiling and raised her middle finger at Vicky as they laughed together, before they all walked over to get a few drinks. They mingled, making small talk before Vicky spotted the band manager and quickly cuddled up to him. "So how have you been, Cary?" Vicky asked as she hugged him. "Hey Vicky! How have you been?" said Cary. "I was going to call you, I've just been so busy and traveling and stuff." "I bet," said Vicky, smirking as she knew the deal. "I've been so busy too but it's nice to see you again. So these are my very close friends Jackie and Tricia." "Nice to see ya girls," said Cary, extending his hand to them. "So are you really busy tonight or can we catch up on a few things," said Vicky, as she was very forward. "No, tonight's good for me," said Cary, smiling as he looked at her. "Good, then let's make it memorable tonight," Vicky said, touching his trousers with her fingers before nibbling on his ear. "But before that, how about you tell me how my friend can get her tape listened to by the band. She's fucking incredible." "Oh, I'm sorry honey, but you know we don't solicit music from people we don't know honey," said Cary, immediately becoming a jerk. "But you know me, don't you?" said Vicky, sticking her hand into his pocket and grabbing his penis firmly as she stroked it. "We know each other very well, don't we honey." "Uuuummm well yes," said Cary as he was super excited now as Vicky stuck her tongue down his troat, frenched him deeply and released the kiss but held firm. "It would have to be Mick. Only Mick picks all songs and listens to everything. He has all the creative freedoms." "You have a little influence, right honey," said Vicky tearing into his neck with her teeth. "You're the man. You're the manager." "Girls, he's in the green room out the back door and to the left," said Cary, as he began leading Vicky away. "I have no say about the creative stuff but good luck because he's probably ossified by now." "Ok, take her," whispered Vicky, flicking her wrist at them to go as she was now off with Cary. "Good luck." Tricia walked over to the bar and returned with two shots, handing one of them to Jake. "Game time girlfriend," said Tricia, flicking their glasses as they downed them. "Let's fix your lipstick and let's go." Vicky dug through Jake's purse, handing him his lipstick as they both touched up their lips in a reflection on one of the mirrored walls. She put her arm through his and they walked together like two sexy girlfriends through the back door and down the hall. As they turned left, they saw a huge black security guard standing outside the green room. "What's up ladies?" said the guard in a very deep voice. "Cary sent us down here to see Mick," said Tricia. "Well, he's kinda busy right now," said the guard. "You bitches will have to scram. I never let anyone in until Mick tells me to." "Oh, he told me he wanted to hook up right after the show," said Tricia. "Don't you remember him making out with me after he brought me on stage?" "Yeah, I saw that but I let no one in until he tells me to," said the guard. "Plus that has nothing to do with her, now does it." "Well, he told me to bring my friend in the leopard top," said Tricia, pointing to Jake. "He said he was hot for her." "She looks like his type, but sorry he's said nothing to me yet. Mick needs time to unwind and relax a little after shows before he ever meets anyone," said the guard. "Now if you want to wait, you can go back to the backstage party and if he calls for you, then you can comeback. I can't have you hang around here and waste my time." Tricia turned looking at a dejected Jake and took a deep breath. She turned back looking at the guard and smiled as she made eye contact. "Well, we certainly won't want to waste your valuable time. Would we?" said Tricia, touching his chest and getting close. She rubbed him gently before unbuttoning two loops on his shirt and slid her hand under the material as she rubbed him. "No, I guess this definitely wouldn't be wasting my time," said the guard, smiling. Tricia kissed his chest now as Jake stood there mesmerized, watching his friend as she began kissing the guards chest. "Wow, yum," said the guard, now very aroused as Tricia nibbled on his nipple before shocking Jake as he reached out grabbing him by the arm pulling him in. "You girls are hot." Jake was now face to face with Tricia against the guards chest, as he was being held by the powerful large guard. "It's cool. Just go with the flow here, and we won't have a problem," said Tricia, whispering between nibbles on his chest. Jake closed his eyes, softly kissing the guards chest as the guard squeezed him tighter now. Tricia reached up,, putting both arms around his neck as he lifted her with his powerful right arm as she kissed his neck. "Yeaaaahhhh girls," moaned the guard, as he dug his fingers under Jake's curls, massaging his neck as Jake kissed his stomach. "Easy baby," said Tricia, trying to slow him down as he was revved up now, and stuck his tongue immediately into Tricia's mouth. "Let's just not tease me now ladies," said the guard, taking a momentary breath before pushing down on Jake's neck and tightening his grip. Jake's lips were now pressed against the guard's crotch through his pants, as Jake was shaking. "Yes, sir. Of course Mick," said the guard, as suddenly the guard relinquished his grip on both girls and adjusted his earpiece. Tricia helped a stunned Jake back to his feet as they stood back up. "Mick will see you ladies now," said the guard, avoiding eye contact with them as he opened the door. Tricia quickly grabbed Jake and held his arm as they entered the room. "Well ladies. Hello," said Mick, from across the room. "Looking good tonight, I must say." "Hey, Mick." Said Tricia, waving from across the room. "Come on over, girls," said Mick, sipping a drink,as they walked over towards him. Mick was sitting on a velvet couch with his feet up on the coffee table, in a zebra silk bathrobe with matching slippers. "So Trish, I see you're in a very naughty mood this evening?" said Mick. "What do you mean?" said Tricia, smiling as she walked over and kissed him softly on the lips. "I mean you girls certainly sent my good friend Otis to a cold shower this evening," Mick teased. "Oh, you saw that, I guess," said Tricia, covering her mouth as she chuckled. "I see all that's around me," said Mick, smiling as he pointed to a security monitor. "I must say it was pretty steamy, and I felt bad for poor Otis when I broke that up, but them be the breaks! So are you going to introduce me to your friend, or do I have to ask Otis about her?" "Sorry," said Tricia, smiling as she put her arm around Jake and over his shoulder. "So, this is my friend Jaclyn." "Nice to meet you, Jaclyn," said Mick, putting out his hand. Mick softly shook his hand and rubbed his thumb, before releasing it. "And you too, sir," Jake replied, meekly. "Sir! Relax honey!" said Mick. "Call me Mick. And what can I call you. Do you go by Jackie, or Jack, or is it just Jaclyn." "Anything you'd like is fine, Mick," said Jake, looking down. "Don't be shy, little Jackie," said Mick, with his rock and roll charm."Come on over and sit with me, and we'll have a drink girls." As Mick stood up, his robe opened, showing off his slim frame and tight abs. He filled three glasses with Bourbon and scooted over a little, leaving room on either side of him as he clanged glasses with Jake and Tricia. As he downed his drink, he put down his glass and put his arm around both of them, turning toward Jake and wasting no time moving in for a kiss. He touched his lips to Jakes softly, as Jake barely moved before turning and kissing Tricia now. He squeezed his tongue into Tricia's mouth now, enjoying the kiss as it was becoming long and passionate. Jake sat there as Mick softly rubbed his shoulder, before Mick turned back his way and leaned in. Jake now felt Mick's big soft lips on his and before he knew it, Mick's tongue was in his mouth, tickling his throat. "Wait," said Jake, breaking the kiss and standing up. "I'm sorry. I'm not here for that. I've been dying to meet you for years, and you have no idea what I've done just to meet you, but I'm here for you to hear my record. I need your help." "What? You tried to seduce me in order for me to hear your fucking record!" said Mick, sitting back with his arm around Tricia. "Is that what you are fucking saying to me!" "Well, well," said Jake, backing away from him now. "I'm sorry sir. I mean I'm sorry Mick. Yes." "Mick, we meant no harm and you are so talented. Understand it's so tough out there, and my friend has been doing anyth--," said Tricia as Mick covered her mouth with his hand and pushed her away. "Get the fuck out," said Mick, pouring himself a drink. Tricia walked over and put her arm around her friend. They turned, walking away as Mick shook his head. "Thank you for your time sir," said Jake, as he turned, giving one last look at Mick. "You're still amazing and I'm sorry to have deceived you." "Wait," said Mick. "Turn around for a minute." Surprised, Jake and Tricia turned around, looking at him. "Do you have your tape with you?" said Mick. "Yes sir," said Jake. "And you think it's hot?" said Mick. "Yes, I do!" said Jake, smiling. "Hot as you two?" said Mick, putting his feet up on the coffee table. "Oh definitely," said Tricia, answering and smiling. "Throw it over," Mick replied, holding out his hand. Jake quickly dug through his pocketbook and pulled out the tape. He tossed it to Mick and watched as Mick stuck it into the tape player. Mick now oddly stared at them as they waited for him to hit play. He poured himself another drink, waiting as they stood there, dying from anticipation as he seemed to just ignore them. "You gonna hit play?" said Jake, waiting, as he wiped his brow, which was beginning to perspire. Mick downed another drink and then finally looked up at them again. "Let's see how hot you two can make this?" said Mick, sitting back and staring at them as he held open his arms. "Heat up this room girls, and maybe that'll get me in the mood for some music." Jake turned and practically knocked over Tricia as he grabbed her and began kissing her. Hair was flying everywhere now as Jake and Tricia engaged in passionate kissing. Mick smiled, enjoying the lesbian lust as he now switched on Jake's record. As the music started playing, both Jake and Tricia were peeking at him for his reaction as he was staring at them, salivating as they kissed deeper and deeper. They fell to the floor now, as Jake knocked over Tricia and was on top of her, digging his nails into her and grinding her into the plush rug, turned on by the sound of his own music, until the music suddenly stopped as Mick hit stop. They popped their heads up now, looking over at Mick, who was smiling at them. "You're right. It's hot," said Mick, motioning them over to him. "Now, let's continue, except don't leave me out." Tricia wiggled her fingers between Jake's as they made their way over to Mick and again sat at each side of him. He hit play and pulled their faces in closely as they were now engaged in a 3 way kiss, as Mick had his tongue in and out of both of their mouths. He took their hands and joined them as Jake and Tricia's hands were holding hands against Mick's chest. He now focused on kissing Jake slowly and passionately, as Tricia was digging her teeth into his neck. He took their joined hands and slid them down onto his crotch area as Tricia wasted no time wrapping them around his hard penis through his briefs. She initiated, softly yanking it a few times with her finger still locked with Jake's, as Mick became more aroused, picking up the pace as he deeply kissed Jake more and more. "I think we can get rid of these now," said Tricia, whispering in his ear as she pulled down his briefs with her free hand. Mick wiggled his ass a bit, helping to drop his underwear to the floor as Tricia released Jake's hand and dropped down, engulfing Mick in her mouth. Mick's kissing with Jake intensified even more now, as Tricia took him deeper and deeper before raising up and pushing Mick's face from Jake's. "Let's try sharing a little Mick," said Tricia, smiling as she now surprised Jake, kissing him deeply as their faces met in front of Mick's. Surprised to be kissing his friend, Jake relaxed and enjoyed the experience. "Don't leave me out, girls," said Mick, now pushing off Jake and sticking his tongue into Tricia's mouth. Jake dazed out for a moment, not believing he was hearing his song in front of Mick, before being unable to react as Mick's elbow forced his head downward. "Oh shit! Tricia hel--" whined Jake, as he felt Tricia's free hand dig into his curls, hurting him, forcing him to engulf Mick as he cried out momentarily. Tricia ignored him as she enjoyed tonguing Mick and dug her nails into the back of his neck. She pushed at him now, making him bob up and down as he was trapped beneath their kissing session, as Mick got more and more aroused. She moved her fingers up and down on the base of his neck as her kissing got hotter and hotter with Mick, who now had his free hand inside her skirt, fingering her. Jake was freaking out now, as he engulfed Mick over and over, feeling the strain at the back of his mouth as he felt a tingling on his tongue, before instantly knowing what was about to happen, as Mick tensed up before jamming his elbow down hard on him and exploded into his throat. He choked now, feeling Mick's sperm drip down his face as Mick loosened up his elbow as he lifted his face. Tricia immediately smiled at him as she broke her kiss, and proceeded to lick the dripping sperm from Jake's face. "Relax and just swallow," wispered Tricia, in his ear. "He is really digging your music, so I think this one night that no one but me knows about it will be worth it." He nodded, swallowing as she quickly immersed her tongue again in Jake's mouth, French kissing him and swishing any remnants of Mick around in her mouth. Mick watched, thoroughly enjoying their passion until he divided them with his hands, looking back and forth at both of them. "So that was pretty damn hot, but can you give Jaclyn and me a little private time Tricia?" said Mick, interrupting her. "I'd like to talk to her about her music." "Oh, of course Mick," said Tricia, standing up. "Thanks babe," said Mick, rubbing her ass and then giving it a nice firm pat. "Give us a few minutes to talk and then when you go out there, ask Marty to join us. I'd like him to hear a few of Jackie's tunes." "Sure," said Tricia excitedly. "I'd be happy to!" Tricia gave Jake a wink as she exited, as Mick now turned, placing both hands on Jake's shoulders. "So Jacklyn, here's the thing," said Mick, looking into his eyes. "I'm really digging your music, but your singing is not that strong. I mean the beat and the lyrics are groovy, but the voice is you know...." "Wait, let me explain Mick," said Jake, interrupting and backpedaling. "I know that singing is not my best quality, but I can get better. I can work hard." "Sssshh," said Mick, covering his mouth with his finger. "I think your voice is decent. It just needs work. It needs professional training and practice. It's raw." "I'm willing to do anything. Any training. Any time," said Jake, getting very excited. "It seems you are, from what happened tonight," said Mick. "I know you're a dude." "Well, I've been a fan forever, and it was the only way to meet you," said Jake, as a tear ran down his face. "I'm sorry. Please. I am." "Don't be. I'm cool with it," said Mick, putting his hand on his tight ass and rubbing it. "I've enjoyed my time over the years with some tranny chicks like you, and you are one hot one." "Tranny?" said Jake, looking back at him. "Sorry babe. I'd never offend girls like you." Mick slipped his hand under his hair and around his neck, kissing him. "Just forget I said that. You are just one little hottie." "Mick, I just did this for you to hear my music," said Jake, breaking the kiss. "I've worked too hard and I'll do whatever I have to do to make it in the music business." "That's what I like to hear, my lovely little singer," said Mick, standing up and pulling Jake to his feet. He again pushed play on the tape as he gently kissed Jake on the lips. "Now let's hear those ooohhsss and aaahhhss with that voice." Mick spun behind him and kissed his neck, lifting his hair. "You've got such a sensual neck hiding under all this hair." "Oooohhh! Wooaahhh," said Jake, feeling Mick's teeth digging into him as he held him tighly from behind. "Easy, please." "That a girl! Stretch those notes for me," Mick said as he kicked a velvet ottoman from his left and pushed it in front of them. "Just listen to your sexy songs of yours and let me take you to a groovy place." Again Mick engaged in a love bite, yet more forcefully this time, before Jake's ears perked up hearing a zipper like sound. Then feeling Mick lift his tight leather skirt and grab his hips tightly with both hands squeezing. Shockingly now, Mick pushed Jake forward as the ottoman broke his fall,and Mick wasted no time pulling the strap off his gaff from between his butt cheeks, and he instantly felt a cold sensation on his anus. "Oh shit, Mick no," said Jake, as he immediately felt Mick penetrate him. "OOHHH! OOOUUUCCHHH!" "It's ok baby," Mick soothed Jake, thrusting slowly but forcefully. "I know to lube you first, but I know it takes a moment for those muscles to relax. Now let me hear the oohhs and aaahhss with that pretty voice of yours. Stretch those vocals for me girl." "HOOLLLYYY SSSSHHHIIITTT Mick," whined Jake. "Please! Please!" "This really is a cool song," said Marty the drummer as he approached. "I'm digging it Mick." Marty walked across the room, moving his arms following the beat air drumming, as Mick continued to pound Jake's ass as Jake was now distracted as Marty was getting into his music. Marty walked over, turning up the volume super high before lifting Jake's chin and looking him in the eyes as he was being rocked back and forth by Mick's thrusting. "This song is making me hot," said Marty, releasing his chin and suddenly Marty's jeans hit the floor around his ankles. Instantly Jake's eyes widened, bugging out now as Marty put his right hand on the back of Jake's head and used his left to grab his immense hard uncircumcised penis and slap it nastily a few times against Jake's cheek. He then wasted no time digging his fingers into Jake's hair, pulling it hard, lifting Jake's face as he screeched in pain as Marty jammed his penis in Jake's mouth. He gripped tightly now, forcing his dick deep into Jake's throat, practically pulling Jake's hair extensions from his head as he tugged at his hair, and thrust over and over, enjoying being abusive as tears flowed down both of Jake's cheeks. Jake was now in a spit roast, being hammered in the rear and giving a blowjob as he saw Tricia in the doorway watching him out of the corner of his right eye. She gave a big smile and nodded, showing her approval, before blowing him a kiss and waving goodnight as she closed the door. After ten minutes of pounding, Marty exploded in his mouth and all over his face, and about a minute later, Mick finally stopped as well and he could feel sperm dripping down his thighs. "Thanks babe," said Marty, as he zipped his pants and grabbed a beer. "So, where's the dude that wrote those songs. That's some good shit. We could use it." "Right here," said Mick, pointing down at Jake as he zipped up and sat down. "You just blew your load all over his face." "Oh shit!" said Marty, stunned. "I thought that was just some groupie. That's the dude. The song writer?" "Yup, she's a chick with something extra," said Mick, flipping Jake a towel. "Here Jaclyn. Clean up and let's talk. Her songs are sensational." "Sign her or him or whatever?" said Marty. "Those songs will rock, with your voice on them." "I agree," said Mick, as Jake cleaned his face. "So how about it Jaclyn?" "You want my songs?" said Jake, wiping his ass before standing up now. "Yes, I would love to sign you, record your songs, and have you become a back up singer for us," said Mick. "I mean we'd have to work on your voice and your image, but you're definitely talented. What do you say?" "Holy shit!" said Jake. "Absolutely. That is my dream. Absolutely." "Great," said Mick. "Let's go and get on the tour bus, and I'll introduce you to my manager and our image consultant. We'll do this right now." Mick put his arm around Jake and they walked outside, getting into the massive RV. He now met with about 2 dozen people as Mick and Marty went in the back with a few other women as he signed document after document. "I signed. I'm in the band. They love my songs and I'll be in rehearsal tomorrow," texted Jake to the girls. "My first show is in 3 weeks and I'll send you tickets. I love you all and whatever things I thought were crazy was all worth it. I'm sorry I ever doubted you." 3 weeks later he sat backstage nervously as he heard some familiar voices talking to Mick from his dressing room. "So where's my friend Jake," said Tricia. "I am so thrilled you signed him. He's amazing and you guys are just going to make awesome music together. His songs with your voice are going to take a record platinum the second you release it." "Thanks. I think so too," said Mick. "But he's no longer Jake as we had to give him a stage name to go with his new rock and roll image." "Cool," said Tricia. "So what's his stage name?" "Hey Gemini, can you come out!" said Mick, opening a dressing room door. "Your friends are here." The girl's eyes almost popped out of their heads as Jake walked out of the dressing room, nervously looking at them. "Hey Tricia. Hey girls," said Jake, standing there shyly looking at them as he awaited their reaction. "OMG!"! Said Tricia as a huge smile went across her face as she shook her head. "Wow. I never expected this." Jake stood there as they looked him up and down, analyzing his new rock and roll look. His big puffy hair had been dramatically cut, as his tight curls and long extensions had obviously been removed as he now had a funky punk type haircut. His hair was now spikey on top, as it was arranged towering three or four inches straight up before flopping over toward the right side and ended in distinct shag like daggers on his right shoulder. Gone were his warm brunette tones, as it was colored platinum blonde, with dramatic pink and black streaks throughout. The left side of his hair above his ear had been buzzed down to a crew cut length, making a statement as a huge black cross earring touched his shoulder above the twelve silver stud piercings which now outlined his left ear. His lips and eyes looked immense now, as his makeup was very overdone and his lips were so ruby red and glossy they looked almost plastic. "How fucking sexy does he look or what," said Vicky. "Gemini fits him." Jake moved a few strands of his hair which covered his eye with his nail tip as he noticed Tricia staring at his crotch. He moved his hips slightly as he stood there in tight black spandex pants, which were highlighted by his red stiletto thigh high leather boots which folded over in a cuff six inches above his knees. His waist had been cinched tightly beneath his red strapless corset, showing off his huge breasts which were prominently on display, distracting the girls from any other changes as they wiggled as he approached them now. "No way," said Monique, almost choking now. "Are those real? I mean did you have a boob job?" Tricia now ran over and immediately hugged him as the others girls joined, forming a huge group hug. "Damn, I want those too," said Monique, squeezing his right breast. "Mick can you buy me a set too?" "If you can write songs like Gemini, then sure," said Mick teasing. Tricia, now stepped back, looking into his eyes as she held both of his hands, seeing a tear flowing from his left eye. "I know this may not be how you envisioned it, but I'm so happy for you," said Tricia, hugging him again. "Ouch. Easy," said Jake, whining as he looked at Tricia. "Sorry, they are still pretty sore." "I bet they are!" said Monique teasing. "And heavy too. What size are they?" "Very heavy. I have to wear supportive stuff at all times now," said Jake, looking down, embarassed. "They are Double D's. They don't want any more guys in the band and if I wanted to be on stage as a backup singer, well then I had to do what they wanted and this is part of what they wanted." "Image is everything for us!" said Mick, gazing over at Jake. "And now Gemini has got it. This is a business, and not an easy one!" "There is nothing wrong with being talented and beautiful!" said Tricia, gently touching his face. "Trust me, we are all jealous." "Wait, but what about the rest," said Monique, making a snipping motion with her fingers. "Did you?" "No, I'm still me down there," said Jake, turning red with embarrassment. "Hey, easy on her Monique," said Mick. "I need her focused on the show. She's nervous enough with her debut coming up." "I'll be fine Mick," said Jake, taking a deep breath. "Trust me when I 'm out there, I'll be just fine. I've known every song by heart for many years, so I'd never miss a word singing backup. Plus all I do is sing and bang the tambourine anyway." "And you do it perfectly, especially now that everything else jiggles with it," said Marty, walking by. "Now ladies, we've got to go and get ready for the show. We'll see all of you in my dressing room after the show and we can all have some fun together," said Mick, smiling as he winked at the girls. "I believe with you three girls, myself, and the rest of the band, that we can make this a special night to remember. I'll arrange a front row seat to view Gemini's new boobs, and some fondling of her old parts would make for a wonderful post concert party. Now let's go out there and rock the house everyone, and then we can help Gemini have fun at her first orgy with her best friends."