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I felt the slight tension in me dissipate. Then I started to play the opening notes over and over on my bass. Chad quickly joined me, and we repeated the sequence several times until Giovanni began to tap a snare drum and the high hat. Chad and I continued the intro together as Giovanni kept the same beat.

“That’s what I’m looking for!” Jon yelled just as Chris and Chad finished the chorus. “Play it just like that!”

I smiled. Jon wanted us just to be ourselves, but the studio was a bit overwhelming. We were used to recording in the basement of one of Chad’s friends. Besides that, wearing headphones so we could hear each other was
really
different. I was glad the setup allowed us to hear the whole song at once. Otherwise, it would be more complicated for us.

When we stopped recording for the day, we met Jon and Tommy for dinner at a steakhouse downtown. We didn’t even have that first song done yet. I had expected to be done within a week. Boy was I wrong.

We got funny looks from the other diners as we walked in. I guess we looked a bit rowdy. Between our tattoos, earrings and black clothing, I might have been worried, if I’d been them.

After we all ordered, Jon smiled. “I gotta tell ya, you guys really chose your songs well. Nowadays every song’s gotta be great, or the CD don’t sell; just individual songs do. The way to make money is sell the whole album. You guys are going places. I haven’t heard a shitty song yet.”

“Thanks,” a few of us said simultaneously.

“And I’m glad you guys didn’t lose your edge when you moved away from playing metal.” Jon leaned forward. “I also wanna talk to you guys about the CD insert. All of us have seen your website, and the photos where you’re basically naked, Crystal, are phenomenal. Chad, you’re a great photographer.”

Tommy joined the conversation. “Sex sells. With your body and a professional photographer, I think you guys got it made.”

“Yeah,” Jon agreed. “That, combined with the talent you all have, will blow everyone away.” Then he smiled. “I have to ask. Does the name Triple Threat have anything to do with three guys on one girl? That’s what it sounds like to me.”

Chad smiled. “Yeah, I thought it was really appropriate. With three of us and Crystal, I always thought about that happening.”

“You would,” Chris told him.

Tommy winked at me. He knew the truth about Chad and Giovanni both being my lovers at one time.

“Hey, Chad, can we use the videos you have on the net for the studio’s site?”

Chad grinned. “Of course, those were fun to make.”

“We also have to find time to make one for the first single,” Tommy added. “That attracts a lotta attention.”

“Where you going?” Giovanni asked when I stood up.

I turned to him. “I gotta pee.”

Giovanni stood and told the table, “We’ll be right back.” He and Chad didn’t even let me do that on my own yet. They feared another attack as much as I did. They were obviously somewhat overprotective.

Tommy stood up as well. “I gotta go too. I’ll take her.”

Giovanni looked at Chad, who shrugged his shoulders, but smiled broadly. I was shocked when Giovanni said, “OK, but don’t let her out of your sight.”

Tommy came to me and put a hand on my back. He guided me to the men’s room. He didn’t wait for me to turn away, just unzipped and urinated. I turned around quickly.

“What’s the point of looking away? You had it in your pussy.”

“Tommy that was a one-time thing,” I walked to a stall. “I’m not cheating on Giovanni with you.”

When I was done, and had washed my hands, I found Tommy behind me. He grabbed me and kissed my lips, hard. Then he edged his tongue past my lips and slid it over mine. His mouth tasted like mint again. I stifled a moan when he pulled me tight against him and ground his stiff cock into my pelvis.

Then he put a piece of candy in my mouth with his tongue and pulled away. “Something to remember me by,” he whispered. “You blew me away that night, you know. I can’t get you out of my fucking head. I wasn’t kidding when I said I never fucked a girl like you before. When you cum, it’s like nothing I ever felt before.”

I didn’t know what to say. Should I take it as a compliment? Was he trying to convince me to sleep with him again?

“I know. You can’t.” He frowned. “That gets to me, too. I’m used to groupies who’ll do anything to get in my pants.”

Suddenly, a man came in. He looked at us in shock. “Aren’t you Tommy Fischer?”

Tommy took my hand in his. “Yeah, man, come by our table, and I’ll give you an autograph.” Then he led me back to our table.

Giovanni stood up and kissed my lips. “Where did you get the mint from?”

“Tommy,” I admitted as I sat down. Chad and Jon burst out laughing. “What?”

Giovanni whispered in my ear, “Chad told us about your crush on Tommy. He said you screamed like crazy at your first Gasoline concert.” Then he pulled me closer to him. “If you kissed him, I don’t wanna know.”

All the way home, I couldn’t stop thinking about Tommy. The way he kissed, how his cock felt against me, and the sexy way he talked in my ear. He was so different from Giovanni or Chad and a real rock star.

As soon as we were inside, I grabbed Giovanni and pulled him against the door with me. I wanted him to do me as Tommy had. I yanked him down and kissed him forcefully. I felt like I was going to die if he didn’t hurry.

“What’s up with you?” He asked.

I just quickly opened his jeans and pulled out his hardening cock. I stroked it with one hand and got my pants and panties off with the other. Before he could react, I pulled him closer, with my back against the door.

“Fuck me now, please!”

He leaned down. “I can’t do it like this. I can pick you up…”

“No, not like that.”

“Why not?”

“I just… like it this way.”

“But you’re too short.”

I sighed and pulled him to the couch. I lay down and yanked him down on top of me. Then I picked up my right leg and put it over his back.

“Wait. We need a condom.” Giovanni tried to get up.

I grabbed his shirt and held him down, almost frantic. “Fuck me now!”

“Crystal, are you OK?”

I ignored him and grabbed his cock. I was on fire. Then I pulled him down with my leg. “Please, Giovanni. I can’t wait, please.”

He groaned and thrust into me quickly. I shifted my hips until it felt a little like it did with Tommy. Giovanni’s bigger size made that difficult though. I tried to get Tommy out of my head, but I could still hear him whispering to me.

“Talk to me,” I begged him.

Giovanni’s breathing quickened, as did his pace. He leaned down and kissed my lips. “I love you.”

“No, whisper nasty things to me.”

He gave me a confused look, then closed his eyes. “Your pussy’s so tight.” He breathed in my ear as he drove into me faster. “I wanna fuck you all night.” He sighed. “Why am I doing this?” He pulled out and got to his knees. “Crystal, I can’t talk like that.”

“Please,” I begged.

He shook his head, “Only if you tell me why.” He waited then his eyebrows went up. “You fucked him, didn’t you?” He stood up, looking hurt. “You cheated on me?”

“No, I didn’t cheat on you. I swear.” I got up and put my arms around him. “I haven’t slept with anyone else since you told me you loved me.”

He stroked my hair. “I’m sorry. You’re just not acting like yourself.” He lifted my chin. “You want him, don’t you?”

I looked away, “Yeah, since I was a teenager. It’s hard to believe he’s our friend. I keep thinking, wow, Tommy Fischer. I’m sorry if that bothers you. It’s just a celebrity thing.”

“If I met Sandra Bullock, could I fuck her?” He asked, sounding hopeful.

I laughed. “If you had that chance, I’d hand you the condom. You couldn’t pass that up.”

“The thing about Tommy is… He’s gonna stick around.” Giovanni exhaled loudly. “I wanna tell you to do it, but I’d have to look at him all the time. I…”

I put a finger to his lips. “It’s OK. I understand. I told him no.”

Chapter Three

Thursday, instead of going running, we took a ride to a huge park across town. We walked hand in hand along the pathway that circled the lake. It was so beautiful and peaceful. The flowers were in bloom, people were feeding the ducks and young children were everywhere.

“Crystal, do you want kids someday?”

I smiled because it meant Giovanni was thinking of our future, “Yeah, maybe three or four. I don’t know. What about you?”

He stopped walking and held both my hands in his then looked into my eyes. “I only want children if you’re gonna be their mother. I love you.” He kissed me gently on the lips.

“You know I love you, too.”

Then he took me in his arms. “I do, but you’re my whole life now. Everything I do is for our future.” He kissed my hair. “I never thought I would fall in love. You’re like a gift, the most precious kind. I always wanna be your one and only.”

I could have cried. He was like a dream come true. He was the most romantic guy I ever met, and he had everything else I wanted too. I started to realize I didn’t want to live without him.

I clutched him fiercely. “You mean so much to me.” I couldn’t stop the tears any longer. “I… I never want to… let you go.”

He pulled back a bit and lifted my chin. “Don’t cry, please.”

“They’re happy tears,” I explained. “I loved you for so long. I still can’t believe you’re mine.”

He raked my locks with his fingers. “I am and always will be. I swear.” Then he took my face in his hands and planted a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you with all my heart, mind and soul. Nothing can change that. I loved you for a long time too, and I’m not letting you get away, ever.”

He wasn’t like any man I had ever dated before. He was incredible. I closed my eyes and leaned on his chest. When his arms wrapped around me, I put my hands on his back and sighed.

After a little while, we started walking again. We soon were on a path that led through the woods. We passed another couple then saw no one for a long while. I looked up and down the trail. There wasn’t a soul within sight.

I leaned on a tree and pulled Giovanni to me. He looked surprised, but came close to me. “What’re you thinking?” He looked down at me with raised eyebrows. “We’re in public.”

“No we’re not. We’re in the forest.”

He sighed, rolled his eyes then looked up. I took that brief moment to grab his button fly and tear it open. “Crystal, don’t. Not here.”

I quickly crouched down and freed his semi-hard cock from his boxers. Then I looked up at him while I slipped it in my mouth. He moaned as I sucked in his entire shaft. It quickly filled my mouth as it hardened. When he was at his full size, I wrapped my fingers around the base and ran my tongue around the tip.

Giovanni put his hands up on the tree, as he got a little unsteady. “Damn, that feels good. Someone’s gonna see us.”

I ignored him and took him in deep again. He let out a gasp as his cock caressed the back of my throat. I hated not being able to touch more of him, but being outside was so exciting.

As my mouth moved up and down his cock, I imagined being caught. It was something I had always feared, but that day it was almost a need. That, plus his moans, encouraged me to suck harder and move faster. I was getting as much pleasure from it as he obviously was.

“Damn, I’m gonna fucking cum!” Giovanni suddenly shouted then bathed my throat with warm semen. “Fuck!” He cried out as I swallowed every last drop.

I heard a twig snap then looked towards it. There were two men about our age watching us. One smiled and said, “Hottest blowjob ever! Hope I see you guys on this path again.”

The other guy grabbed his obviously hard cock still in his pants. “I’m gonna have to jerk off as soon as I get home, unless you share, man.”

“She’s all mine.” Giovanni ran his hand over my head.

I kept his dick in my mouth as it softened, not wanting to expose more of him. Then as soon as the guys were gone, I redressed him. “You came faster than usual.”

“I knew they were there and heard them whisper how they wished they were me. That turned me on so much, I couldn’t stop it.”

From there, we headed to the studio. It started raining when we got to the parkway. I was so glad Giovanni made me wear boots and jeans when we rode. He didn’t want to risk me getting road rash if I fell. The rain stung my hands. I couldn’t imagine how it would feel on bare legs. I kept clenching my fists, trying to stop the pain.

“Put your hands in my pockets!” Giovanni shouted to me. He had gloves on, so it wasn’t an issue for him.

I slid my hands into the pockets of his leather jacket, one at a time, afraid to let go at highway speed. At least my jacket kept most of me dry. I hunkered down and let his body protect my neck, the only thing that exposed at that point. Good thing I always brought a change of clothes.

That day did not go off without a hitch the way most of the previous days had. First, the power went out. Phil, the secret electrical genius got it back on. Then a fuse blew. Phil and Sam had to work for more than an hour to get it to stop tripping the breaker. Finally, the tracks recorded choppy. It was a lesson that Murphy’s Law applied everywhere.

The rest of the session went smoothly, equipment-wise at least. Jon was particular about how he wanted background vocals to sound. He wanted me to do some as well, which I rarely did.

By the time we got to Shenanigans in Baltimore that evening, we were almost late. Giovanni and Chris went inside to change, immediately. I was sorting through the bag I had packed. In our haste to get to the gig on time, I didn’t grab everything.

“Crystal, something wrong?” Chad asked standing next to the open passenger door.

I sighed. “I forgot my damn brush.”

“I have one, baby. Relax.” He placed his hands on my waist. “Come on. Before Giovanni changes his mind.” Then he lifted me up and placed me on the ground.

I followed him to the ladies’ room. It had a small lounge area with a couch, so we put our things down on it. As usual, we got dirty looks from the girls in there and ignored them. I started to empty my bag as Chad undressed.

A female voice said, “Nice.”

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