" Never?" he questioned with disbelief once again."No," I said while shaking my head. "How did you get a contract then?" He asked. "Olympic Records, r...ght?" Yeah," I replied to his second question first. "My friends...theydragged me to a party where there was some karaoke. I didn't want tosing, but they forced me to. The guy throwing the party was a talentscout for Olympic Records." That's cool," Josh said, but his tone and demeanor seemed to suggest itwasn't. "I had to fight to get my demo. I frown as you flex your obviously tight shoulders again, you heave a sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose."Come here Darling" Taking you by the hand I urge to come with me. A quizzical look is on your face but you willingly and then, quite happily when you see the direction I am taking follow along."Take your clothes off and lay down, I'll go get some oil... I want to take care of those tired shoulders of yours." Stepping out of my robe, just a chemise and silky panties on now I lean over. "If you want to really live, come join us." Better to be safe. If she's shown voluntarily leaving with us, no one will care. Just a nineteen-year-old acting irresponsibly the way they're supposed to. "Let's go, sluts." Yes, Master," Britney purred while Mary husked, "Yes, Sire."Mary gracefully slid across the counter, snagging Britney's snacks in the process. Damien took both his women's arms and walked out of the convenient store. He didn't have to look back to know Vickie watched. The girl's. She was tickling the edge of my personal space. "Well, maybe she was interested in you, too. But just too shy, confused, worried about the consequences, and whatever. Maybe she wouldn't be so... concerned now." "I'd like to think that was the case." She set her drink down on the table beside the couch and when she turned back toward me, she was even closer. "I'd like to think that we could be more for each other than we've ever been." I was watching her lips as those words came from her mouth.