Chapter 15

It was Sunday. We had the BBQ as planned. I talked Andrea and the girls into paying a couple of songs for the guests. Laura had called and said the Band agreed to come. The boys loved the idea of free food. We had Adri, Holly, Pam, and Andrea of Twilight. Nikki, his parents and the band. Bret and Bobby also showed up. There was all kinds of food, as my parents loved to cook. Nikki's parents brought some food also. My dad was working at the BBQ and my mom mingling, being the great hostess that she was.

I was out front greeting Crystal, who had just shown up, when this big van pulls up. We watched as the driver came around and open the door. Laura was the first to climb out. We run to each other screaming and hugging. In the middle of our 'you look so good' 'I've missed you' session, I look up to see five really good looking guys step out of the van. Crystal had moved up behind me, not wanting to miss out on the introductions.

"Let me introduce you to the band," Laura said, extending her hand to a majorly cute blonde. "Jon this is my best friend Karen. Karen this is Jon Bon Jovi. He is the lead singer of Bon Jovi."

I shook hands with Jon, managing not to stammer, "Nice to meet you."

HE smiled this...this...SMILE! ( Oh My God!) and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Crystal and I got to meet the rest of the band and then I led everyone to the back yard where the party was. I introduced the band to my parents and then let them fend for themselves for a moment. I led Laura off to the side so we could catch up for a bit.

"Laura, you are so lucky," I said. "Those guys are gorgeous! How can you stand it?" I finished in amazement.

"Don't I know it. Those guys are incredibly talented. They are on the verge of stardom. I know it," Laura said proudly. "K, do you want to know a secret?" she whispered.

"Yes. You know I won't tell." I said.

"Jon and I are seeing each other," She said softly, looking at Jon with love in her eyes.

"Wow. Laura, I don't know what to say. He is magnificently handsome. You are so lucky," I said. We sat there silently a moment, each lost in thought regarding our guys. The I said, "I am also dating a singer in a band."

"Really?" Laura said, "K, that's great. Who is he? Is he here?"

"Yes. See that blonde guy over there next to my dad?" I said pointing over by the BBQ.

"Ya," she replied.

"That's him. His name is Bret Michaels. He is the lead singer of his band Poison."

"K, he is seriously hot. How did you guys meet? How long have you been together?" She asked.

"We met at my work. He does deliveries in his spare time to make money, though he and the band just got a record deal. Come on, I'll introduce you." We walked up to Bret. "Bret?" I said to get his attention, placing my hand on his elbow,

Bret smiled down on me, putting an arm around my waist, and giving me a quick kiss. "Hello Minx. What are you up to? I was just here having a great chat with your dad." He spoke to me like he was making love to me, looking into my eyes, consequently I temporarily forgot about Laura, who bumped me bringing me back to reality.

"Bret, I want to introduce my best friend Laura. Laura this is Bret. Laura is Bon Jovi’s publicist."

Laura held out her hand to shake hands and said, "Bret it’s great to meet you."

Bret took her hand and pulled her in close for a quick kiss on the cheek and replied, "Nice to meet you. How long have you and K been friends?"

Laura said, "We’ve been friends since elementary school." Meanwhile, Jon saw Bret kiss Laura, felt his jealousy on the rise, though the kiss looked innocent enough, and moved to stand behind Laura, placing his hands on her shoulders possessively. Laura looked over her shoulder at Jon and smiled. He kissed her on the lips. Laura moved aside so Jon could move up beside her and introduced the two men.

"Bret." "Jon." They said as they shook hands.

Laura, sensing two dogs squaring off (mostly on Jon’s part) turned to Jon and placed her hands on his chest and said, "K is dating Bret." She could feel Jon relax. Silly men she thought.

I hooked my arm through Laura’s and said, "If you gentleman will excuse us we have some more catching up to do."

************

After awhile I went to find Andrea.

" 'Drea, if you guys are ready, you should go ahead and play a couple of songs. Everyone has had a chance at the food and I wanted everyone to hear you before they left. I think this is a great opportunity for you and the girls. Who knows maybe Laura or Bon Jovi can get you guys started, maybe launch you into the music biz."

"That sure would be cool, Sis, if it happened," Andrea replied.

She got the girls together and they tuned up their instruments, attracting everyone's attention. Nikki took a seat on a crate near the entrance to the garage to be close to Andrea (and to protect what was his. There where a lot of guys here at the party). The garage faced the backyard acting like an amphitheater......

.....Richie, Dave, Tico and Alec were sitting at a table enjoying the food and beer when they noticed some really cute girls walk by; two brunettes and a blonde (Adri, Holly and Pam). Richie, thinking to himself, as he watched the brunette with the long, straight, sable colored hair, 'wow, I think I am in love'. He saw her look at him from beneath her lashes, with a sideways glance. She had liquid brown eyes. Richie couldn't keep his eyes off her. Dave tapped him on the arm to get his attention.

"Richie, look at those girls!" Dave whispered, excitedly.

"I know. I want the one with the straight brown hair," Richie said, in a tone that brooked no argument.

"That's ok. I am interested in the other brunette. She walks like she has an attitude. You know I like them spunky," Dave said, with a smile on his face.

"It looks like they are going to play," Richie observed.

Andrea and the girls played a few songs. Holly sang a really heavy fast metal song. And then much to Richie's pleasure, Adri sang a soft ballad that really showed off her vocals and guitar playing. Normally Holly sang most of the songs, but they wrote this for Adri. It really fit her voice talents.

Crystal, Sheila, Anne and I were the only ones who really knew how talented they were, and it made me feel proud at how good they were. And I was beside myself when I looked around and everyone's faces were amazed. Especially my parents as they never really paid attention during their practices. Nikki of course was ga ga over Andrea anyway, but the looks on the members of Bon Jovi was priceless. I hoped that boded well for the girls. Jon was pointing and whispering to Laura.

Richie got up and walked over to Jon and Laura and asked, "Laura can you introduce us to the band, the girls who are playing?"

Laura, looking at Richie, could see a gleam in his eye, which meant he had something on his mind. "Sure, I can do that," she said. She walked up to the girls and said, "Andrea, the guys in the band would like to meet you girls."

"Cool," Andrea said and they all walked over to where the guys were sitting.

Laura said, pointing to the boys, "Ladies, this is Bon Jovi...Jon, Richie, David, Tico and Alec. Gentlemen, this is Twilight...Andrea, Adri, Holly and Pam."

Jon shook hands with the girls and said, "Ladies, you sound great. You are coming to the record signing on Tuesday?"

"Yes we are. And thankyou for inviting us," Andrea said.

"You're welcome. It was a pleasure to meet you girls," Jon said. The Jon took Laura's hand and they walked off. Andrea went in search of Nikki. Richie had Adri sit next to him, Holly sat next to Dave and Pam sat with Alec and Tico.

"Pam, I see you play the drums. You're very good. I, too, play drums," Tico said.

"Thankyou. You play also, that's great." Pam took Tico's hand and led him to the garage, so they could talk shop. Pam loved talking about playing and getting tips.

About that time Sheila and Anne showed up. "K, sorry we're late," Anne said, then winking at K she said, "I had a hard time getting away from James. He sends his regards."

I smiled. James can be possessive of one's attention, wanting it all to himself. Judging by Sheila's appearance and the fact she likes to sleep in accounted for her lateness. I took them around and introduced them. Alec took a liking to Sheila and had her sit next to him to get better aquatinted. Sheila was instantly attracted to him.

"You don't play with the band do you?" he asked.

"No, but I am friends with K. Her sister plays in the band," Sheila replied. "I am a big fan of your group," she said softly, leaning a bit closer to Alec.

"Thankyou. Would you like to go out sometime?" Alec asked, placing his hand under hers, holding it.

"Yes," Sheila replied.

Jon came over to Alec and whispered that they needed to leave, so Alec asked, "Sheila, I need to go. Can I get your phone number?"

"Sure," and she got a pen and paper out of her purse and gave him her number.

Meanwhile, Richie had taken Adri's hand and asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. And since we lived in a fairly quiet neighborhood, they encountered few people. They actually walked towards her house since she lived about two blocks away.

"How long have you girls been playing?" Richie asked.

"About two years. We all take music classes at school," Adri replied.

"Have you guys played anywhere?"

"Just local talent shows and the occasional party."

Richie pondered that information, an idea forming. "You are very pretty," Richie said, kissing the back of the hand he was holding, "I think it is love at first sight. I would like to see you again."

"I would like that also," she said, stopping in front of her house. "This is where I live."

"It's a nice house. My house in Jersey is next to a swamp," he commented. "I like the weather here in California," thinking now he had a reason to come back.

Adri looked back down the block and could see someone waving. "I think we need to get back," she said pointing back down the street. Richie and Adri walked back to the van that brought the guys. Richie gave her a kiss and then climbed into the van. Holly was standing next to Adri, when Adri said, still looking at the van, "Holly, can you spend the night at my house?"

"Yes. I'll just call my parents and let them know."
**
I was standing out by Bret's motorcycle saying goodbye. "Bret, thanks for coming," I said.

"You're welcome. It seems the party went well. It was great meeting Bon Jovi. I had hear a lot about them," Bret said. He pulled me close, put his arms around me and gave me a toe curling kiss. He looked down into my enraptured face and smiled at his prowess. All I could say was "Mmmmm..." I looked up into his violet eyes and smiled.

"Well, I'd better go," he said, "I'll call you later."

"OK, bye," I said. I watched him drive off then went back to help my parents clean up.

Chapter 14

Later that night found Bret and I walking along the water's edge at Leo Carillo Beach.

"This is one of my favorite beaches," I said. "The surfing is good and it is so pretty." When I didn't get a response, I looked up at Bret. He was just walking next to me, just staring at his feet as we walked. I took his hand, moved in front of him, walking backwards. Tilting my head and looking up to catch his attention, I asked, "Bret? Everything OK?"

Bret looked at me and said, "K, I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind."

"You want to tell me about it?" I asked.

He kept my hand in his (I had gone back to walking next to him) and started, "I am just worried about the band. About making it." He paused, then continued, "And we just recently hired a guitarist. He is really talented but incredibly arrogant. Our egos totally clashed. The other night when we hired him, we told him to learn some of our songs, so he could play them with us, then came in and said 'whatever' and just played this guitar riff he came up with. Rikki and Bobby just went along with him, which pissed me off. I eventually got over it and we hired him. I just hope I can control myself when he thinks he's in charge. Rikki and I started this band."

"What's his name?"

"CC DeVille. He's from Brooklyn, but he has been playing all over L.A."

"And you say he is talented?"

"Yes he is. He so fits in with us."

"Well, I hope it all works out for you. I would like to see you guys play sometime," I said turning us around and going back the other way.

Bret was quiet for a moment then he said excitedly, "Hey maybe you can. The record company that is putting out our album is having us make a music video. I will see if I can get you in as an extra or something."

"Wow. That would be so cool," I replied.

We stopped in front of a small cave where we had stashed some blankets and a backpack that my mom had packed some food in. There was also a small fire pit with some driftwood nearby. I lit a small fire, spread out the blanket and sat down. I patted a spot next to me to have Bret sit down. "Are you hungry?" I asked as I searched through the backpack to see what kind of food my mom packed. "It looks like my mom put in some ham sandwiches and a couple of sodas," I said opening a soda, and taking out half a sandwich. I was hungry as I hadn't eaten since early afternoon and it was like after 10:30pm. Bret took the other half a sandwich a soda. We ate in silence just listening to the fire crackle and the waves crash.

We had been sitting side by side when I shivered from a breeze that just came up.

"Hold on,: Bret said as he added another log on the fire, then sat with his back up against this big log that we had been sitting next to and had me sit between his legs. I sat facing the fire and he wrapped his arms around me. "Is that better?" he asked next to my ear.

I pulled up one of the extra blankets over both of us and said, "Much. Thank you." This was so romantic I thought. His arms felt so good around me. My stomach though was a mass of butterflies and I felt a tingling between my legs. Not knowing exactly what time it was, I said, "I need to be getting back home soon. I need to get a little sleep then it is back here for practice."

Bret was running his fingers through my hair making me feel things I have never felt before and asked, "You surf a lot. huh?"

"Ya. I am going to enter an amateur surf contest in August. I need to practice as much as possible."

Nuzzling my neck he replied, "That sounds cool." The more he placed little kisses on my neck the more incoherent I became.

Bret moved me so I was sitting sideways between his legs. He had one arm around me and his free hand was caressing my face while we continued to kiss. Somehow we ended up lying down with Bret above me. He was half over me with his free hand roaming my body turning me into liquid fire. He had his hand under my shirt running his hand almost to my bra and then back down to rub just inside my waistband of my pants.

Resting his hand on my waist, Bret stopped kissing me to just look at me. I opened my eyes and looked up at him waiting to see why he stopped. "Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?" I asked.

His fingertips lightly touching my forehead he said, "No Baby. I just wanted to say something." Leaning down, he kissed me, and said, "K, I know we haven't been together very long, but I love you." He closed his eyes and touched his forehead to mine, then looked at me and said, "I love that you don't bug me, pester me with a lot of questions. You don't lie. You don't make me buy you things like I owed it to you. I love how comfortable it is to be with you," He said fervently.

Trying to be flirty I said, "Baby, you mean all this time I could have been asking you for stuff?" making a pouty lip at the end, and running a fingertip over his chest. At the last minute, I smiled.

Bret smiled and whispered, "MINX!" as he bent to kiss me. We just laid there in each others arms.

Chapter 13

Crystal felt so free. She loved the feel of the motorcycle between her legs and the feel of Bobby's backside against her crotch. I ran my hands under his coat. I started at each hip then slowly moved my hands along his waistband feeling how solid he was. Just touching his body was driving me crazy. I pressed myself against his back hoping he could feel my breasts. Then just to see what kind of reaction I might get, I placed my hand on his crotch. To say the least (smiling wickedly to myself) Bobby was as excited as I was. Playing innocent I rubbed it a bit. He shifted, took hold of my hand, kissed my palm and placed my hand back on his waist. He probably didn't want us to crash. I hugged him to let him know I understood.

We ended up at some house by the beach. "Bobby, where are we?" I asked looking around.

"Malibu. This place belongs to a friend of mine. I think you'll like it," Bobby said as he unlocked the front door and led me inside. The house was on the beach so as you came into the living room there were windows looking out at the ocean and sliding doors going out to a patio and pool deck. The pool was amazing. It looked like it just disappeared over the edge into to nowhere.

"So, Bobby, did you have anything in mind for tonight?" I asked, opening the slider and walking out onto the patio towards the pool. The sound of the ocean was very romantic.

"Just to spend time together getting to know each other," He said taking me in his arms and kissing me.

"Get to know each other?.....How well?" I asked coyly.

He smiled down at me and said, "Only as well as you want."

I just smiled at him, turned and walked slowly along the pool, Bobby following behind me. It was all lit up...in the pool and with strategically placed colored lights around the pool area. I spotted a small poolhouse/cabana type set up. Inside were some lounge chairs, changing room, towels and a fire pit. MMMmmmm...I thought...a dip (skinny dip) in the pool would be nice since it was such a hot night. I didn't necessarily want Bobby to see me naked yet, so I turned to Bobby and asked, "Does your friend have anything to eat or drink here?" twirling my fingers in the ends of his hair.

He took my hand, kissed my fingertips, and said, "I'll go look."

"Ok. I am going to look around here more," I said, watching Bobby go back inside. I quickly undressed and slipped into the pool. The water felt cool and silky. I was at the deep end of the pool when I noticed Bobby come back out. I looked at him a moment, and then jackknifed diving under and all he saw was my cute butt briefly break the surface before I went completely under. I didn't break the surface until I was closer to the shallow end where I could stand and the water level was just at the tops of my breasts. I looked at Bobby. He was already taking off his shoes. I stared at him. He looked at me and smiled. I loved the way we communicated silently. Finally divested of his clothes Bobby stood, took a few steps to the edge and dove in. Without his pants on I can safely say he exceeded my expectations!

I temporarily lost sight of Bobby while he was under water due to the optical illusion of the lights and water. A second later I felt hands on my thighs and his lips on my mound. He kissed his way up my belly till he broke the surface. That was one of the most erotic things I have ever felt. When Bobby stood up next to me, him being about a head taller than me, his erection kept bumping my belly. Bobby turned us so he was facing the deep end and with my arms around his neck I floated up off my feet. So to make it easy, I wrapped my legs around his waist so I didn't float away. That gave him to my upper body, while I tangled my fingers in his long wet hair. We kissed slowly at first, then more passionately. Bobby broke off kissing me, to move his way down to my breasts. His hands were right by my rib cage and with the water level I could lean back with no stress to either of us. He took first one nipple in his mouth, then the other. I was on fire. It felt so good.

"Oooo," I moaned, "Bobby that feels so good." I started moving my hips, as I was so turned on, which had my pussy rubbing up and down his dick.

"Mmmm, Baby, I want to fuck you," he said. He tightened his arms around me, pulling me back up against him so he was hugging me. He slowly moved till he was up against the side of the pool for balance yet still deep enough that I was still buoyant.

"Bobby," I whispered in his ear, " I want you to make love to me," then nibbling his ear. That must have done something cause his cock twitched. Bobby had me lift my hips a bit and with shaft in hand, guided himself into me. I could feel the head enter me. I moved slowly up and down with Bobby moving his hips in controlled movements. After a few inches Bobby encountered my maidenhead.

He leaned back and looked up at me and exclaimed, "You're a virgin. Man. I don't even have a condom." His head fell back on the edge of the pool while he moaned in frustration and tried to pull out. I tightened my grip with my thighs so he couldn't pull out, pulled his head to my lips and said, "Bobby," giving him a kiss slowly moving up and down on his pole, "don't worry. I'm on the pill."

"How are you on the pill if you're a virgin? We just met," He said slightly confused.

While nibbling his ear, I whispered, "I have irregular periods, the pills help with that. I've been on them for a couple of years" As I prepared to impale myself on him, I said softly looking into his eyes, "Bobby...fuck me....hard." He spared no time as he thrust upward while I pushed down with him finally sinking in all the way to the hilt. My only discomfort was a small twinge of pain.

"Crystal are you ok?" he asked.

"I'm ok, Bobby. You feel so good. Don't stop."

Words became useless as all the two of us could do was moan and pant. We were going at it so hard and fast that we caused waves all over the pool.

"Oh Yes!" I panted. "Bbbbooobbbyyyy!"

"Baby you feel so good."

We were almost there. Bobby reached between us and started fingering me. That pushed me over the edge. I came, screaming out my orgasm. With one final thrust Bobby came too. As I came back to earth I put my arms around his neck and held on tight. I was feeling so emotional.

"Baby are you ok? I didn't hurt you did I?"

As I carressed the back of his neck, my head on his shoulder, I whispered, "No Bobby. I'm ok. It was just so amazing. I'm just a bit overwhelmed."

Bobby withdrew himself from me and led me out of the pool. "Lets' get out and dry off. I am starved." I followed. The pool house was more like an open cabana and it had the fire pit. So we lit a small fire and had something to eat. We eventually fell asleep snuggled together on one of the lounge chairs.

Chapter 12

It was a busy week this week. Sheila, Anne and I graduated from high school. The younger girls a year behind us. It was thursday night and Crystal and I were working with the upcoming weekend off.......

"Crystal, did you ever hear from Bobby?" I asked.

"I did. We have a date tonight after I get off work," she said, her eyes lit with excitement. "Did you and Bret ever hook up?" She asked.

"I saw him just this last Sunday. We didn't get to spend much time together. We kissed, though," I said dreamily.

"So are you guys going to go out on a date?" Crystal asked.

"We don't have any plans yet, though he has called me on the phone,"

"Cool. Well, for your sake I hope it works out for you. I know you really like him."

"Thanks Crystal."

The two of finished up with our work. As I was working I thought back to the phone call from Laura earlier today....

"Laura, what's up? It's good to hear from you," I said.

"Hey. I called to let you know we come in friday night."

"Awesome!"

"I know! I can't wait to see everyone," Laura said.

"Maybe I can get my parents to do a BBQ while you are here, that way you can get caught up with everyone. You could invite the Band too."

"That might be good. I'll let you know. And, as far as I know, the record signing is going to be on tuesday when their new album is released. I can get passes for everyone so I need to know how many are coming," Laura said.

"Um..let me count," pausing, "do 7. If you can," I said.

"OK. I will call you saturday," Laura said.

"OK."

I will talk to you later. Bye." She said.

********

After work Crystal changed clothes into jeans, tennis shoes and a coat, since Bobby was picking her up on his motorcycle. She had also braided her hair to cut down on knots. We had just gotten to the foyer doors of the mall and I spotted not only Bobby but Bret. I pulled Crystal up against the wall away from the doors.

"Oh my Gawd," I whispered, "Bret's here too." I fussed with my hair and clothes. "Man, I look like crap. I wasn't expecting him."

"K, get a hold of yourself. He's seen you like this before. Come on," as she led me outside. "K, take my stuff with you. I'll get it tomorrow, OK?"

"Sure. OK. No prob." We made it to my truck where the guys were standing.

"Bobby," Crystal said walking up to him.

"Crystal," He said, "I've been looking forward to tonight. Are you ready to go?"

"Yes," She said.

I took hold of Crystal's wrist and whispered, "Call me if you need anything, OK?" Crystal gave me a quick hug, handed me her stuff and said she would call me tomorrow. I watched as Bobby handed her a helmet, helped her onto the bike and the two of the drove off. I walked towards my truck to unlock it and put our stuff in there. I looked at Bret and smiled.

"What are you doing here? I didn't know you were coming with Bobby."

"I had some time off and I missed you. I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out. We could go get something to eat. Take a drive, whatever you want," He said, his hand playing with my ponytail, as I finished putting the stuff in the truck.

I turned back to Bret and said, "Sure, a drive would be nice, but would you mind following me to my house so I can change? I don't want to go anywhere like this."

"Babe, I don't care how you look, but if it will make you feel better, we can do that."

"Thanks. I don't live far from here. Just follow me." Bret followed me to my house. I changed and the two of us took off on his motorcycle towards the beach....

Chapter 11

Nikki and I made it to his house taking the short cut over the fence. Nikki led me through his back door, down a hallway to his room. It was a typical guys room who was into rock and roll. Dark colors and posters. His room was fairly clean, just rumpled looking. He did have an amp in his room, so we would be able to play our intruments in here.

"How come we aren't practicing in the garage?" I asked sitting down on the edge of the bed, bouncing a bit, looking around.

"Stupid Vince is passed out in there. He got all polluted and couldn't get home," Nikki said setting my bass off to the side and plugging his in.

"Did you guys party last night? If you did you were pretty quiet," I said.

"Most of us just did a little bit of pot, but Vince just can't control himself," Nikki said as he sat next to me with his bass in his lap. Nikki handed me his bass and asked, "Would you play something for me?"

He watched me intently as I checked out the bass, playing a few chords. I started out with something cool and sexy, then with eyes closed (moving into a zen like state) , I stood up and started playing parts of different songs. I ended with a fast paced Metallica song that I liked, as it had a lot of bass in it.

"Wow," said Nikki, "that was great. I wish I could transition that smoothly. The guys complain when I mess up or can't keep up."

I gave Nikki his bass back and sat back down on the edge of the bed. "Do you guys have your songs written down?" I asked, so I could follow along and watch his fingers as he played.

"I do," he said giving me some papers. The writing was a step above henscratch.

"Dude, I can barely read this," I said squinting at the paper trying to decifer it. I could at least make out the chords. "Go ahead and play," I said. He played for a bit, with a point given from me here and there as I layed back on the bed. After a particularly bad spot, I sat up and leaned over his shoulder to impart a bit of advice. He played the part much better the second time.

"Thanks Andrea," he said turning to look at me. As he turned around our lips met (since I was still real close behind him). Man, I felt a jolt of electricity all the down between my legs. Nikki let the guitar drop to the floor, continued turning and gently forcing me down on the bed. Nikki was a pretty good kisser, alternating between short sweet kisses and more passionate french kissing. His chest on mine, his hip next to mine (as he was half on top of me), leaning on one elbow. My hands were around his neck. His one free hand had been roaming over my clothes along my back and side to my hip. I was moaning his name between kisses.

"Nikki, what are you doing?' I asked as his hand tried to sneak under the waist band of my shorts. I grabbed his hand and put it back in a safer place.

"God, Andrea, you are so hot. You feel so good. I just want to touch you everywhere," he whispered between kissing my lips and nuzzling my neck.

"You feel good too Nikki," I moaned, as my hands roamed his back. I was slowly loosing what sanity I may have had when I came in here. I didn't even realize it, until I felt a strong warm hand on my breast, that he had undid my bathing suit top that I had on under my tank top. He rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger almost making me cum. My hips bucked, practically knocking him off me. It brought me crashing back to reality. I pushed him off me and got up off the bed. "Nikki, I am not ready for that," I said shakily. Nikki just laid there panting. I could tell by his hard on he wasn't lacking in that department.

"Oh God, Andrea," he moaned, sounding like he was in a bit of pain.

"Nik, I'm sorry if you think I am a tease or something, but I'm not even 18 yet, and totally not ready to go all the way. Maybe someday. And we haven't even known each other that long," I spouted, as I paced in nervousness. "Do you hate me?"

"No," Nikki spit out (still sounding like he was in pain), "but maybe you should go. I will talk to you later."

Not sure of anything, I picked up my bass and left.

Chapter 10

It was early sunday morning, about 6am. I had already been on the water for about a half an hour. I tried to get Anne to come surfing with me. Though she said she might come out, I haven't seen her yet. Or Bret. I told him I would be at the beach between 6 and 8, but I am sure, either way, it would be too early. He had only said he would try. Oh well, I thought, no worries. I needed to practice anyway, as I was thinking of entering an amature surfing contest later in the summer.

It was 8am when I finally left the water and with my board under my arm, I made my way across the sand towards my truck.  I was so wiped out. As I got closer to my truck I noticed someone standing next to it. My heart jumped. I closed my eyes for a sec. It was Bret. In my head I was telling myself 'be casual', but on the outside I was shaking. All I could do was stare. He was sssooo handsome. Double take handsome.

"Hi Bret," I said as I stepped up to the truck.

"Hello," he replied. Then said, "Here, let me help you with that," as I lifted my board to put it in the back of the truck.

"Thanks. I see you made it after all. I thought maybe it would be too early for you."

"It is. I haven't even had any coffee yet. And it looks like I am a bit overdressed," he said, looking at his clothes then looking at me.

"Ya, just a bit," I chuckled, looking him up and down thinking who cares. He was incredible in his tight jeans, tshirt, vest, and a banadana over the top of his head 'pirate style'. His long blonde hair waving in the breeze. As I was looking him over, I had been taking off my wet suit, revealing my bikini underneath. I stood back up from bending over to pick up the wet suit after I took out my feet and I noticed Bret's eyes on my chest, which was not bad, though not big. AND...my nipples were at attention. I wasn't sure if it was from the breeze against my damp suit or I was serioulsy turned on by him. I walked past him to the passenger side of my truck just to break contact, opened the door and took out a towel to wrap around my waist.

Bret walked up to me, leaned a hip against the truck and ran a hand from my shoulder to my elbow and said, "K, I think you are really pretty. I like this whole wet look thing." He tugged gently at my elbow pulling me a bit closer to him. "You have beautiful blue eyes. They are like a turquoise blue and yet at times they are a bright blue like the sky."

By this time I was in front of him looking up into HIS incredible blue eyes, gave him this doubtful look, made a kind of disbelieving noise and said, "ttssshh. I'm not that pretty. I am sure you've met prettier women." It was hard for me to take compliments, actually never really had one before - at least about whether or not I was pretty, just about things like my surfing or something. I was looking at my sand encrusted feet when Bret put a hand under my chin, lifted my face, leaned in and kissed me. I just melted. It was ....oh gawd...soft, warm, and sensual. I broke the kiss. I loved it but everything seemed to be going too fast. I didn't really know anything about him. At that moment both our stomachs growled. We both laughed.

"Bret. Follow me to my house. My mom always fixes a big breakfast on sundays. We'd be happy to have you and you can get some coffee." When he didn't answer right away I said, "We don't bite."

"No, but thankyou. I really need to get going," Bret said. He actually looked nervous all of a sudden, and then I remembered he said he didn't like crowds. Maybe he was uncomfortable in unknown situations.

"Oh, Ok. Well, maybe some other time," I said with a small smile. Inside I was really dissapointed, though trying to hide it. But something must have showed on my face....

"Hey now, come on, don't look like that," he said, rubbing his fingertips up and down my arm.

"Like what?" I said, my arms crossed by this time, trying to look innocent.

"You looked so dissapointed," Bret said softly.

"How could you tell? I was trying to hide it," I replied, looking away from him.

"Your eyes are very expressive and your smile looked forced, like you are not feeling it......Come here," Bret said as he moved his back side up against the side of my truck and pulled me up against him, with my feet between his feet. Hip to hip.  Well more like his belt buckle to my naked belly. He wrapped his arms around my waist (mine somehow ended up around his neck) and bent to kiss me again. It was so...so.... I don't know, but my stomach felt funny. The juncture between my thighs started to feel swollen. The hair on the back of his neck was so soft. He kissed me, broke away, then swooped in again. He slowly made his way down my neck. His hands moved up my rib cage, with his thumbs just on the outskirts of my breasts. This kinda brought me back to reality. I pushed against his chest to give me some space from him, though his hands moved back to my hips so I couldn't move away completely. I looked at him, he looked at me.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything.....

"Hey," Bret jumped in softly, "It's ok. I do really have to go. BUT...I do want to see you again." He took my hand and led me over to his motorcycle. "Can I call you later?' He asked, kissing the palm of my hand.

"Yyyeeesss," I said, stealing one of his bandanas he had wrapped around his wrist, taking it and tying it around my head like he was wearing his.

He just smiled, put on his sunglasses and helmet and left. Left me standing there. Feeling bereft.

YYYYYYYYY

Meanwhile back at Karen and Andrea's house............

Andrea and her parents were in the kitchen cooking breakfast. It was usually a family affair except that Karen was out surfing.

"Andrea, honey, when is your sister supposed to be back," Mrs Olsen (their mom) asked, cracking an egg into the bowl.

"I don't know Mom. I didn't even know she left, but she usually gets back between eight and ten. She usually leaves the beach when it starts to get busy," Andrea replied as she flipped a pancake. Mr. Olsen was silently turning the bacon and sausage on an electric griddle, when there was a knock on the screen door........

Nikki had climbed the fence and was making his way towards Andrea's back door, when he smelled FOOD! He and the guys had been smoking pot last night and the smell of food reminded him how hungry he was. Maybe Andrea will invite him to eat he thought eagerly. His original plan was to see if Andrea would come over and help him with his bass playing. Nikki knocked on the screen door....

Mr. Olsen came to the door and said, "What can I do for you?" He had said that slowly and pointedly, as he looked Nikki up and down taking in his crazy, wild spikey black hair, black clothes, and chains.

"Um, yes sir, I was looking for Andrea. Is she here?" Nikki replied politely, not wanting to make a bad impression even though most people couldn't get past the clothes.

Mr. Olsen turned, "Andrea..someone at the door for you," saying politley, but thinking of Nikki as a 'something', raising his eyebrows in question.

"It's ok daddy," Andrea whsipered as she walked past her dad, patting him on the arm. Andrea opened the screen door and asked, "Nikki what are you doing here?"

"I came over to see if you would come help me practice," Nikki replied just as his stomach made an ungodly noise. He had the grace to look embarrassed.

Andrea smiled and said, "Sure I can help you, but come in and have something to eat. We always make more than we can eat."

Nikki smiled, looking just like any young man would, having been offered free food. "Thanks!" Andrea just shook her head in wonderment as he walked past her. "Nikki, these are my parents Mr and Mrs Olsen."

He shook hands with both parents saying, "Nice to meet you."

Mrs. Olsen said, "Nikki sit down, help yourself," as she placed platters of eggs, pancakes, and breakfast meats on the table, like she saw people like Nikki all the time. She was used to Andrea's friends looking unusal.

"Thanks Mrs. Olsen. The food smells great."

'You're welcome," my mom said. "So Nikki, where do you live?" She asked, in typical mom fashion.

"Right behind you," Nikki said between mouthfuls of food.

Mr. Olsen looked at his daughter with eyebrows raised, worried for her. Andrea looked at her dad and just shook her head slightly indicating to him not to worry. They would talk later. "Ya, mom. We met the other day. They have a band too. And Nikki plays bass just like me."

"That's nice. Maybe I should meet your mom sometime, welcome her to the neighborhood."

Andrea looked at Nikki. He looked to be almost done. Man he could eat. She would keep that in mind..you know...a way to a man's heart is through his stomach and all that. Maybe that will come in handy sometime.

"Nikki, you done?" Andrea asked.

"Ya, we can go," He said.

"Cool. Let me just get my bass." I went to my room to get it and then Nikki and I left.

Chapter 9

Here we were backtstage at the Metallica concert. The concert was amazing! Intense! We almost got trampled. The fans were insane. James and the guys practically killed themselves playing. James drank a lot on stage feeding off the intensity of the fans. Andrea and Motley Crue managed to get backstage also, with James's help. There were all kinds of things....booze, drugs, sex. Since Andrea and the girls were underage, I felt the need to keep them safe or at least make sure they don't get hurt. I didn't like drinking so I got to be the designated driver. I was just standing off to the side drinking a soda, not sure where to start, when James came up and gave me a huge bear hug.

"Hey," I said.

"So what did you think?" he asked, seemingly unsure of himself, like he was looking for approval, when he looked so confident on stage.

"James, that show was amazing. Your music seemed to invade my soul and take over. I couldn't help screaming and rocking out along with everyone else," I said excitedly.

"Thanks," James said looking relieved. "So, introduce me to the redhead. She is really hot."

"Sure. Her name is Anne and she is my best friend, so don't hurt her. Be nice,"  I said, poking him in the chest for emphasis. 

"I will. I would never hurt you or your friends."

I tapped Anne on the shoulders to get her attention. She was sitting on Kurt's lap, with a drink, giggling at something he said.

"Hello," Anne said, standing up, eyeing James up and down.

"Anne, I want you to meet James Hetfield. He is a friend of mine. He taught me how to surf. He is the one who got us the tickets ond the passes," I said, introducing them.

"Hey Baby," Anne said as she ran her fingers across his chest and down his bicep. James just smiled, growled, and picked Anne up, and flung her over his shoulder. Anne just giggled and kicked her feet playfully.

I was not sure what to do, as everyone seemed to be paired up. In all actuality, at least 3 girls to every guy and since I was looking forward to going out with Bret, I didn't really worry about it.

I was starting to get kinda board. Crystal and Sheila were with the group hanging with Kurt and Jason. Anne and James were together. Pam was hanging with Lars. She loved talking about drums. Andrea and Nikki and Holly and Vince were making out, leaving Adri out of the loop.

"Adri, come sit over here with me," I called out. She came over and sat next to me. "Hey," I said, "I guess we are on our own."

"Ya. I liked the concert well enough, but I am not really inot the guys themselves," she said with a sigh. "What about you?"

"I met a really cute guy at my work the other day, His name is Bret and he delivers stuff to my work. I may see him on sunday. That is why I am not real concerned about hooking up with anyone tonight."

"That's cool," Adri said.

"Oh Ya," I said, "I got a call from my friend Laura, I am not sure if you have met her before or not, but, she is coming into town next week. She works for a rock and roll group named Bon Jovi. She is a public relations person. She is going to try to get us into a record signing at Tower records."

"That would be awesome!" Adri said. "They are so cute! I saw them on American Bandstand. They have a song called Runaway out. Man that would be totally cool to meet them." Adri sighed..."The guitarist is sssoooo cute."

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Tommy was standing off to the side watching Pam talk to Lars. The more he watched , the more jealous he got. In his mind Pam was his. He saw her first. He was doing ok until Lars moved into kiss her. Since Pam and Lars had been standing, it made it easy for Tommy to push Pam aside and land a punch to Lars's face. Lars may have been shorter but he did not lack in ferocity. He ducked his head and ran into Tommy's stomach and the two of them went down. Lars managed a punch to Tommy's eye before Kurt, Jason, Nikki, and Vince got them apart. Pam came up and tried to apologize to Lars but he brushed her off and left the room. Pam, pissed that she missed a chance to talk to Lars more, grabbed Tommy and pulled him into the hallway......

"WHAT IN THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?" Pam yelled at Tommy.

"WHAT! He was kissing you. You're mine and I didn't want him kissing you," Tommy yelled back. Thinking in his mind he didn't do anything wrong.

"Where did you ever get an idea like that?"

"The other day when you came over. I thought we had hit it off."

"You don't own me Tommy. We hardly said two words. I have no idea where you thought we were a couple," Pam said. "I am so outta here," and with that Pam went in search of K, and to see if they could leave.

While all of that had been going on, James and Anne had managed to sneak off. They had found an empty room and made quick use of it. Anne and James were all over each other. They even managed to get into the room and shut the door without loosing lip contact. James, to his suprise and pleasure, found Anne was not wearing panties (easier for him) under her mini skirt. And she only had on a half bra under her t shirt (easy to remove). The little head slowly took over any reasonong the big head might have had left. James slid Anne's shirt up, pulled down her bra and took one nipple in his mouth, and with the other hand kneaded the other.

"OOOooooo James," Anne purred, "you are making me so hot."

James reached down and slid his fingers down between her legs feeling how hot and wet she was. "You are so ready baby."

"I was born ready," Anne replid.

James was beyond any rational thought. He had Anne up against the door, so he bent his knees while at the same time bringing one of her legs up with one hand and guiding himself into her with the other. Anne had her arms around James's neck and he had one hand around her thigh still holding it up by his hip. He slowly pounded her. he took his other hand and cupped a breast in order to suck on one of her nipples, driving Anne crazy with pleasure. Anne in turn, feeling that she and James were close to climax, started clenching and unclenching her vaginal muscles. James growled out...Oh My God..between clenched teeth. "Oh James that feels so good," Anne whispered. All James could say was a slow...ffuuucckkkk. His speed picked up when the two of them finally came together.

Since the evidence of their time together was dripping down her thighs, she pulled off her shirt and cleaned herself up. Then she asked James, "let me have your shirt. I can't very well go out there like this."

James pulled his shirt over his head and handed it to her, saying, "I think you should give me something of yours in return...to remember you by." So Anne gave him her bra as a keepsake. As Anne was slipping the shirt over her head, she could hear people calling her name. She quickly took inventory of herself making sure she looked fairly ok. James asked, "Can I see you again sometime?"

"Sure. Just call K. She can reach me." The two of them left the room and caught up with everyone else.

I looked at Anne, as she entered the room and said, "You changed your shirt."

Anne smiled and said, "Ya. I spilled my drink and I asked James if he would be a gentleman and let me have his shirt. He said he wanted something in trade, so I gave him my bra and panties."

"Anne, I have never noticed this side of you," I said, my tone indicating I didn't quite believe her story but I wasn't going to call her on it. I kinda bumped her with my elbow in jest. Anne just smiled a secret smile and kept her secret to herself.

Wow, I thought to myself. What a night. We all managed to get home with no further mishaps. I planned on sleeping in on saturday.

Chapter 8

It was thursday afternoon when I got a phone call.....................

"Hello?" I said.

"K, it's Laura! How are you?"

"Oh My God! Laura! I'm fine. How are you?" I asked excitedly. "How's college in New Jersey?"

"Good. It is awesome up here at Monmouth College," Laura said.

"When do you think you might come home for a visit? I miss you," I said

"I miss you too. Writing just isn't enough sometimes. But.....that's why I'm calling. I got an internship. I am studying public relations and I managed to get in with a recording studio and I am traveling with a rock group named Bon Jovi to California as part of their PR group. IT IS SO COOL!" Laura said excitedly.

"Wow!" I said in awe, "that's is so awesome. So when will you be out here?"

"I think we arrive in LAX next friday. My parents are going to pick me up and I am going to stay with them."

"I will let everyone know. Do you think we could meet them?" I asked.

"I am trying to arrange that. They are doing an album signing at Tower Records and I am going to try to get you guys in before all the crowds, so I will let you know later."

"Sweet," I said. "So...you are really ok? Doing good?"

"Yes I am," Laura said. "K, I have to go now. I will call you later next week."

"OK. Bye Laura."

"Bye."

Laura hung up the phone. Jon came up behind her cupping her breasts and nuzzling her neck. "Are you dddoooonnneee," he whispered in her ear.

Laura turned in his arms, cupping his package and said, "Yes, Mr Impatient."

"Good. Come back to bed," He said seductively.

"JOOooooon! You want me aagggaaaiiinnn?" she asked in mock innocence.

"MMmmmmm HHHHmmmmm," Jon mumbled against her lips.

"Then.....you'll have to catch me!" She giggled, tickling him and then ran away laughing.

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It was a warm night, thursday, and Andrea had her bedroom window open for some air. She was sound asleep, as it was about 1am in the morning (friday morning), when she felt a hand shake her shoulder. She opened her eyes and saw a figure of a man all in black and a huge amount of black hair. 'Drea took a deep breath to scream when the guy put a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet.

"SSsssshhhhh...'Drea. It's me..Nikki," he whispered.

Andrea managed to get an arm out from under the covers and punched Nikki in the arm, causing him to loose his balance and fall back on the floor.

"Ouch," he whispered strongly.

"Butthead, you scared the crap outta me," Andrea whispered angrily. "What the hell are you doing in MY room in the MIDDLE of the night."

Nikki got up off the floor and moved towards the window and started to climb out, "Come outside with me for a minute," Nikki implored, holding his hand out for her to follow.

"I guess," Andrea said and followed him out the window and around back to her patio. "NOW, tell me why you woke me up in the middle of the night," she whispered in frustration. She was always grumpy when she woke up.

Nikki pulled up a patio chair for 'Drea to sit down on and pulled one up and sat down in front of her, facing her. " 'Drea, I'm sorry to wake you up, but I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. I haven't met a girl who didn't think I was weird and we seem to have things in common. I just wanted to tell you."

Andrea, who was somewhat dark like Nikki, kinda goth like, watched Nikki rub his thumbs back and forth over the back of her hand that he had been holding while he speech-a-fied. "Dude. That's all fine and dandy, but try to make it before midnight next time."

Nikki laughed, "I will. Oh ya, I also wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the concert tomorrow. We have extra tickets."

"I will have to ask the girls. Pam is already going somewhere with my sister, but probably it will be me, Holly and Adri," Andrea said.

"Cool. That will make Vince happy," Nikki said.

Nikki leaned in, at the same time pulling 'Drea closer, and kissed her. They pulled apart looking in each others eyes, then kissed again. Nikki broke off first. "Well, I had better go before you think I am a complete perv," he said standing and walking towards the back fence.

"So, I guess you climbed the fence."  Thinking to herself with a chuckle, maybe she should run barbed wire across the top.

"Yep. Thanks 'Drea for not calling the cops or something."

"No prob. See you later." Andrea watched Nikki until he was gone, then went back to bed.

Chapter 6

Andrea was out in the garage, practicing her bass guitar. Their band, Twilight had a practice today. Holly, walked into the garage and said, " 'Drea, what's up?"

"Not much," Andrea mumbled with a pencil in her mouth, which she took out, continuing, "I got some tabs from one of the guitar magazines for an Ozzy song and I am trying to learn it"

"Cool," Holly said as she plugged her guitar into the amp. "So do you want to practice Ozzy till everyone gets here? Or do you want to work on new stuff?"

"We can practice Ozzy," Andrea said as the two of them shared the same sheet music. About 15 minutes later Adri, who played rhythm guitar and keyboards, and Pam, Andrea and Karen's cousin, who played drums, showed up.

Holly said, "Glad you could make it."

Pam said, "I know we are late but traffic was bad," as she climbed behind her drum set.

They had been practicing for about an hour when they noticed Pam was having a hard time keeping a beat.

"Hold up! Hold up! Stop!" Andrea yelled, trying to get everyone's attention. All the instruments sounding funny as they stopped at different times.

"What!" Holly said.

"Pam," Andrea asked, "What's wrong? Your tempo was off there at the end?"

"Damned if I know. I keep hearing some kind of noise and I can't concentrate. I keep starting to play that beat," Pam said with frustration.

Adri said, "Hey! Quiet. Listen." Adri started to walk out of the garage and into the backyard.

Holly said, "I hear it now. It sounds like another band practicing."

The further they got to the end of the yard the louder the noise got. Andrea stood on some junk that was stacked along the back fence and looked over the fence. She looked back at the girls and said, "Man they sound good."

Pam climbed up, listening, and then said, "Wow. Whoever the drummer is, they're good."

"Hey, let's go around the block and see if we can meet whoever that is," said Holly.

So they went back to the garage so Andrea could lock it, so their stuff wouldn't get stolen, and they walked around the block. "Maybe it is the new neighbors. Some new people moved in about a month ago. I never really paid much attention," Andrea said. 

The four of them strode up the driveway of the house in question, the music getting louder. There, they saw four guys playing hard core in the garage. The girls stood there listening through a whole song before the guys saw them standing there. 

The guy on the drums saw them first and got up, walked past the others, slapping each on an arm to get their attention, the way guys do, and they walked towards us, like they were all that and a bag of chips. The drummer was real tall and skinny with tattoos and scraggily brown hair and he walked up to Pam (probably because she was the oldest and the tallest), eyeing her up and down, and said, "Hhheellloooo Ladies,"Skinny Guy said, "My name is Tommy Lee."

Pam replied. "Good for you," with some sarcasm, thinking he wasn't completely unfortunate, but wasn't going to play easy for him. He seemed a bit conceited at the moment.

"OOoooo, spunky! I like my women with some spunk," Tommy said, if possible moving closer just by shifting his feet.

Pam rolled her eyes and said, "I am not your woman." She started towards the garage and said over her shoulder, "Dude, let me see your drums."

Tommy, thinking, she may not be my woman yet, but followed her like a puppy as she made her way to his drums.

Pam saw he had a double bass pedal, which she didn't have, and she asked excitedly, "Tommy, let me try this out, please? Let me see your stix."

Tommy said, "Sure. Do you play drums?"

"Ya, I do," Pam said distractedly, over the noise, as she tested the double bass pedal. "Actually that's why we are here. We have a band and we were practicing and heard you guys and came to investigate." Pam then ripped into a drum solo, thinking this is so cool. I gotta get me one of these. Tommy thinking she's good. Not as good as me, but maybe this is a way to her heart.

Meanwhile.....

The rest of them kinda stared at each other in that awkward guy/girl silence. Holly and Adri struck up a conversation with the Blonde and Andrea started talking to the dark headed guy.

"My name is Andrea, but my friends call me 'Drea for short," I said, holding out my hand to shake his.

Which he did saying, "My name is Nikki. Nice to meet you. So why are you here? Where did you come from?"

"I live behind you. My band was practicing also. We heard you guys and walked around the block to see what all the noise was.

"So, you live behind me. Cool," Nikki said, thinking...girls close by.

"Ya. I haven't heard you guys before. Did you just move in? Or did you just start your band?"

"No. My family's been here. We used to play at Tommy's but his neighbors said the noise was too much and we had to find someplace else to play. Tommy can get pretty crazy on the drums." Nikki looked over at Tommy and Pam (aaahhh!!! OMG! I just realize what I did. LOL! No pun intended) and said, "Seems like your drummer is pretty good, too"

"Thanks, I think so too. That's my cousin Pam."

Nikki asked, "Who are the other girls? Vince seems to be macking on them. He loves girls. He is such a dog." He finished with a chuckle.

"The brunette with the feathered hair is Holly. She plays lead guitar. And the other girl with the straight brunette hair is Adri. She plays rhythm guitar and keyboards," "Drea said.

"And what do you play?" Nikki asked.

"I play bass.," Andrea replied.

"Wow. So do I, though I am not real good at it," Nikki said.

"Maybe you can come over to my house sometime and we can practice together," Andrea said, hopefully.

"That would be great," Nikki said.

The girls staid a little bit longer before saying goodbye to the guys. As they were walking down the sidewalk, Holly said, "That Vince guy asked Adri and I out."

"But I said no," Adri said, "They are all just a little too creepy."

"So what did you say Holly?" 'Drea asked.

"I said maybe. I am not sure my parents will let me go since he is older than me."

"Well, if you really want to go, maybe I can get that Nikki guy to go and we can all go together."

"Maybe. I'll have to ask my parents," Holly said.