Amelia sniffed. "It really is good to see you," she said. "Tell madam that I have heard many interesting things. I'll give you what I have written dow... and..." Whoa," I said, "I hope you haven't, written it out that is." Of course," she said with a laugh, "but I keep it with me. My bookmark, never in sight but always where I can touch it, just notes, indecipherable I'm sure." Dangerous," I said."Your being here is more dangerous. Go away." Madam gave me three days," I said with an eager smile.. There were no real decisions to be made. The newspaper reporter made the rounds of all the teens, the radio guy was in a corner with Gwen, Chrissie, and Kyle disussing the technical issues of putting the band on the radio. The Sound Chicks mixed the band for live performances, but never for broadcast so they had some serious questions. When asked about the idea, none of the band members had objected until Gwen pointed out the technical problems. At that point they agreed to leave the idea up to. I put my hands on the back of the couch and gyrated my hips over his crotch. I felt his hands roughly grab my sides as he went to kiss me. I looked away from him as his lips came towards mine, so all he was able to do was kiss my neck. I moved my hands down to his, still twisting my hips on top of him, and pushed his hands away. ‘Before we continue, Jeremy,’ I told him as his hands dropped to his sides. ‘There are a few rules. First, this is only going to happen once.’ I ground my hips a little. Slow. When I'm on top of a guy, I like to tease him with my pussy, too slow to get him off, too slow to build momentum, but I love watching the expressions on his face as I drive him wild. And believe me, I was driving Andre wild. I could tell he was loving it, savoring every stroke just as much as I was. Up ... down. His eyes were closed, that soft smile on his kissable lips ...And then he opened his eyes."You like it like that?" I asked."Yeah." You want me to keep going?" Yeah."I was enjoying.