It was after nine before Tiffany called."Hello," Brenda said into the phone."Hi, it's me. God I'm so tired. I didn't think I'd ever be able to gohome,... Tiffany said."Did the show last this long?" Brenda asked."No, there was a party afterward. Melissa showed up and was selling me toall kinds of people. It was strange, people were fawning all over me. Itreally was exciting." You're a star now Tiffany, things are going to change for you. Don'tforget why were here, we have to find Melissa's drug. ..then this happened. "I'm sorry Hannah, I have to go," I say, and she nods. "Ok, call me sometime," she says, and I nod back. She leans forward, kisses my cheek, then turns to get out of my car. Holy mother fucking shit. Have I completely lost it? I imagine the hurt look Chanel's face would twist into if I tell her, and I cover my own face, growling into my hands. I'm not sure what I expected to get out of this. If anything, this definitely solidifies how I feel about Chanel. Made abundantly. "Look at me, Christine!"His words were a plea, not a command. Gentle and beseeching. She opened her eyes and lifted them to his. Their eyes met. Flaming amber and burnt umber. They could not look away from each other. They had no wish to look away. Erik surrendered to his body's overwhelming need. His hard shaft pistoned into the welcoming wetness of her sheath with an ever increasing rapidity. Christine met each of his thrusts with powerful, fluid movements of her own. Still their eyes held. I can't wait to rip that off of you. - Freddie B. Freddie sent back, fixing his growing erection.- Ooh, cum on momma. - Sam P. Sam sent back, a pic of her pinching a nipple coming a moment later.- Hurry up and get here. - Freddie B. He messaged back, pocketing his phone and heading back into the set."How's this for the opening skit?" Carly asked as Freddie walked back in, wearing the coconut bikini top and grass skirt from a couple years ago, this time without the bikini she wore underneath,.