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   Paul
consoled Ali all the way home, after that show, and he promised to help her
find higher caliber rock stars the next time, via the grape vine.  Paul swore
that he’d use each of his contacts to locate someone more suitable for her, in
the future.  Ali’s patience was sorely tested.  Once again, she would have to
wait.  Her disappointments were mounting, yet Ali still shrugged it off.

 

   She
knew he was out there somewhere, so Ali refused to give up her diligent search
for that elusive well-hung rocker stud.  She stayed focused and determined on
her personal quest to eventually discover the huge rock hard dick that she
wanted.  Ali kept asking questions about all of the top bands, following their
tour schedules and checking around for pertinent facts about them.  Most of her
best girlfriends also loved to fuck rock stars and they often traded notes
about who had what, so Ali wouldn’t waste her time with the teeny weenies.

 

   After
several long months of hanging with different bands and going to lots of late
night orgies where she fucked and sucked until the wee hours of the morning, Ali
still hadn’t found the right guy.  Her friends’ hints and suggestions had
failed miserably so far…not one of the musicians she’d met was comparable to
what she wanted.  She had become somewhat discouraged.  And in the back of her
mind, Ali had started to doubt that such a fantastic, totally virile, superbly
gifted man even existed on this planet, because she’d suffered so many false
alarms. 

 

   Things
were starting to look a little bleak for Ali.  And a creeping sadness had begun
to weigh her down.  The outcome of her search appeared hopeless.  But then she received
another timely, important phone call, from her close friend Paul, who worked as
the events manager of a local rock radio station.

 

   “Hello?”
she whispered.  Ali answered the phone in a slightly sullen hushed tone, which
was extremely unusual for her.

 

   The
young man on the other end noticed the sad sound right away.  And he responded
to her bad mood with deep concern, “Hey, it’s Paul.  What’s wrong, Ali?  You
sound funny today.  Are you sick or something?”

 

   “No! 
I’m not sick, Paul.  I’m just horny and bored!  I’ve been hitting the books hard
all day.  Now, I’m tired of studying for finals.  And there’s no one around to
play with,” she complained.

 

   “Oh…okay. 
Why don’t you call what’s-his-face?  That new singer you met?  I thought you
liked him.  And he lives in L.A.  Doesn’t he?  At least, that one has
potential.  Right?”

 

   “Yeah…he’s
pretty big.  But, I can’t call Devin.  He’s on tour…in London, so he’s
unavailable for a while.”

 

   “Sorry
to hear that, Ali.  So you’re high and dry, for once.  Want me to come over there
and lick it for you?”

 

   Ali
laughed.  “Thanks for the offer.  But, what about your boyfriend?  Won’t he get
mad, Paul?”

 

   “Don’t
worry about him.  I think he’ll understand, if I help out a good friend in need,”
Paul joked.

 

   “No,
he won’t.  Bad idea!  And you should know better than that, you naughty boy!” 
Ali giggled, “Well…at least, you made me laugh.  I needed that.  Now, what’s
going on?”

 

   “I’ll
tell you in a minute.  But, before we get into the reason why I called…is there
anything else that’s bothering you, Ali?”

 

   She
frowned and then confessed, “This is the day my parents got divorced, eight
years ago.”  Ali sighed.  “I still can’t help feeling down about it sometimes.”

 

   “Have
you heard from your father lately?”

 

   “Nope. 
He’s still too busy chasing after girls half his own age, to be bothered with
me or my Mom.  But, he makes sure there’s money in my trust fund…”

 

   Paul
winced.  “Well, that’s something…he’s not totally irresponsible.  Maybe he’ll
come around.  Or change his mind one day.”

 

   “I
doubt it.  But, at least he takes care of everything else.  We’re pretty much
set financially.  And Mom doesn’t have to worry about money at all.  The future
looks pretty good for us…except for her broken heart.  She’s in therapy twice a
week, and she’s still depressed.”

 

   “She
hasn’t gotten better?”

 

   “No.
 She’s about the same…maybe even a little worse.”

 

   “Damn! 
Life sure sucks sometimes.”

 

   “Doesn’t
it?  Paul, I swear…I will never get married!  Or have any kids either.  It
never works out.  Never!  I refuse to be tied down like that, when they always
leave you in the end.”    

 

   Paul
smiled.  “Nobody could leave
you
, Ali.  You’re too adorable.  And
sweet.  And beautiful. And wonderful.  Need I go on?”

 

   Ali
snorted.  “That’s what my mother thought!  She’s wonderful too.  But, none of
that matters!  What’s the use?  I’d rather keep my freedom…instead of getting
destroyed.”

 

   Paul
shook his head.  “I see your point.   It’s tough.  And you never know what
people will do.  But in the mean time, try to stay positive about your relationships
with guys.  Just go out and have a good time.  And hope for the best.”

 

   “You’re
right.  And I usually keep a good outlook about stuff, except for their breakup. 
Losing my Dad still gets to me, when I think about it.  Anyway…thanks for the
pep talk, Paul.  You’re the best friend anyone could ever have!  I don’t know
what I’d do without you.  Now, what’s the good news?  I can hear it in your
voice.  You’re excited.  Don’t keep me in suspense!”

 

   “Okay…I’ve
got something really big to announce!  It’s gonna blow you away, Ali.  Better hold
on to your hat!  And I think I’m about to cheer you up, sweetheart.  Are you
sitting down?”

 

   “I
am now.  What ‘cha got?”  Ali perched on the edge of her chair, biting her fingernails.

 

   Then
Paul said the two single words that Ali had wished for…waited for…been dying
for, “Love Core.”

 

   Paul
continued his proclamation, “Their secret show is June 19
th
.  Right
here in Los Angeles.  Tickets went on sale last night.  And the arena is
already sold out.”

 

   Ali
squealed in delight.  “What?  They’re coming here?  In three weeks?  You’re
kidding, Paul!”

 

   “Nope…I’m
dead serious.  They’re doing an unscheduled benefit concert for cancer research. 
The whole event was hush-hush.  They sold everything online, after just one
day’s notice and it was a surprise for all of us.  But of course, I’m in.  Are
you ready to rock with them backstage next month?”

 

   Ali
shrieked and she kissed the phone.  “Oh, wow!  I can’t believe it!  Thank you,
Paul!”

 

   She
jumped up and down, and Ali ran around her apartment, screaming out loud. 
“Yay!  You did it!  You really came through for me, Paul!  I don’t know what to
say!  I’m ecstatic!  Oh, my gosh!  I’m out of my mind right now!”

 

   “I
can tell,” Paul muttered.  He grinned, holding the noisy phone at a safe
distance from his ear.  “And I guess that means a ‘yes’…” he said.

 

   “Yes! 
Oh yes!  Do you have to ask?” Ali gasped.  “I would kill to meet those guys.  No
way would I miss this concert.  I will definitely be there!  Just try and stop me!”
she yelled again.

 

   Ali
found it difficult to calm down and she let out a few more loud thrilled shrieks. 
But eventually, after several additional earsplitting shouts of approval, Ali’s
heart stopped pounding, she recovered from the initial excitement and her thoughts
returned to normal.  Ali caught her breath, lowered her voice, and she said a relatively
quiet goodbye to Paul.

 

   Yet,
her fleeting composure lasted less than a minute.  Once she’d finished with
Paul and she hung up the phone, Ali realized her good luck, her restraint
disappeared, and the joyful frenzy started all over again.  Ali danced around the
room barefoot on the carpet, swinging her long blonde hair with a beautiful blissful
grin, she filled the air with happy cries and high pitched squeals.  She could scarcely
believe the incredible news.  Love Core!  They were the one cool band that she’d
wanted to meet the most.

 

   Then
suddenly, seconds later, reality hit hard and nervousness set in.  What in the
world would she wear for them?  Her choice of sexy outfits would have to be perfect,
when she finally stood face to face with Zane Nelson, who was the stunning lead
singer for Love Core…a world famous, chart topping, hard rocking quartet.  They
were Ali’s favorite, most desirable rock band at the moment, she adored their
music, and this would be her first Love Core concert, so she was understandably
very excited.

 

   Ali
had good reason for her exhilaration.  Though Zane stole the show whenever he
took the stage, all four of the hunky young men looked gorgeous…with a
spectacular, arresting, guitar driven sound to go right along with their eye catching
appeal.  They were indisputably number one in the world.  And no other rock group
even came close.  Love Core’s songs left a buzz…they were better than drugs.  Ali
worshiped the band just that much.  Merely watching Zane perform in videos left
her in a trance and Ali wondered what effect Zane would have on her, in real
life.

 

   Ali
was sure he would be fantastic.  Plus, she and Zane were a pretty good match.  At
only 23 years old, Zane was an ideal age for Ali, since she enjoyed hanging out
with slightly older musicians, especially when they were multimillionaires like
Zane had become.  And Ali considered Zane to be the most handsome, hottest rock
star around.

 

   She
was crazy about his long brown hair, his dimpled sexy smile, his tall toned and
muscular tattooed body and his expressive emotional deep blue eyes.  Zane’s amazing
sultry versatile voice turned Ali on like no other rock singer had done before
and she even dreamed about him sometimes.  Ali had also heard that Zane had a
huge, long lasting, thick, stiff cock, so she couldn’t wait to witness his big hard
penis.

 

   That
might be extremely difficult though.  Her other groupie girlfriends had already
warned Ali that Zane was very picky when it came to his women, even if they
were his type.  Complicating matters further, Zane could also be quite moody at
times.  And he often displayed a nasty impatient mean streak when he was
annoyed, hassled, or tired.

 

   He was
reportedly a marvelous lover, if you could get past those hurdles.  Yet, Zane sometimes
kept to himself, he wouldn’t come out of his dressing room to chat, or he went
home alone.  And even when Zane didn’t express interest, groups of willing women
were still waiting around for him, just in case he changed his mind…lots of
serious competition for the rock star’s attention.  So, it wouldn’t be easy to
get to Zane.  But, Ali hoped that she would have a shot.

 

   She
felt confident about her chances to reach that ultimate goal, since Ali had
been blessed with some really great advantages.  She’d carefully inquired about
what kind of girls Zane liked and Ali figured for sure that he would love the
way she looked, because Zane was a Class A tittie freak.  Zane always lusted
after very large breasts…the bigger the better.  And Ali definitely had some of
the biggest tits in town.

 

   Her
breasts were huge and firm and round.  Double D cups, soft and all natural,
with a few faint lighter tan lines from wearing her little string bikinis in
the California sun.  Ali also had big pink nipples that always stuck out
through her thin see-through blouses and which clearly showed through Ali’s tight
wet tee shirts that she wore on the beach.  Another plus for Ali was that Zane
also preferred tall, long legged, athletic blonde girls, who looked like they
were lingerie models, as Ali did in her panties and bras and thongs.

 

   To
top it all off, Ali was very young.  She had a sweet innocent appearance, to
match her playful kittenish demeanor.  She was barely nineteen, with a
beautiful flat stomach, a nice round butt and smooth supple skin all over her gorgeous
body.  Ali had an extremely pretty face with an impeccable ivory complexion,
plump full lips that begged to be kissed, big wide blue eyes, and her long dark
blonde hair fell halfway down to her waist. 

 

   She
was in really great shape and her figure looked toned, curvy and perfect.  She
was just the kind of groupie that Zane loved to fuck.  So Ali was sure they
would end up in bed together at his hotel.  Or if that wasn’t possible, she
wanted to suck and lick on his big massive meat, and crawl on top of his
swollen thick pole in Zane’s dressing room.

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