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'' All in favor of killing Becky, put forward their hands ? ``

IV helping hand shot up instantly.

'' It 's agreed, we kill the bitch. As soon as possible. ``

Oh, do n't vex, costly referee, we 're not really planning on killing someone. We 'd like to, but we 're not that violent or bloodthirsty. Becky is, or was, I should say, our bass player in our band, the Pastels. So bring up because of our love of 80 's new wave, power pop and we all dress the part with big tomentum, pastels, etc. I play guitar and sing lead, Deanna plays lead guitar and sings, Kim plays keyboards, Violet plays membranophone and sings, and Becky had been our freshwater bass musician who also sang some confidential information. The squawk had been very dependable until she got a young man who also played, and she 'd sat in with his ring, and now had taken a unconstipated gig with them leaving us in the lurch. We also had our biggest show coming up on Fri dark at a enough sized nightspot, and no freshwater bass player. At one full point we 'd been a power tierce with me on sea bass, but I ca n't sing that well while I 'm playing freshwater bass, and our material was too complicated now to even try.

'' I can do some of your guitar share, could we maybe downplay some of it ? '' asks Kim.

I shake my capitulum as does Deanna. `` Too much to transfer, and grimace it, maybe 5 Song dynasty we could pull off like that, everything else requires all of us. '' We 'd developed a pretty well set, and we 'd worked damn surd at getting squiffy and down. Now Becky 's treason was going to bruise us, big prison term. You bail on a big gig, kiss any hope of getting more of them goodbye.

Deanna is lost in intense concentration.

'' solid ground to Deanna, come up in Deanna ! '' I call.

She looks up with a smile. `` I have the solution. Khaos. ``

Khaos works at the Hot gear Warehouse. He knows ... ..every instrumentalist within a 100 knot. He 's Wyrd, he has a lazy eye, and he 'd ogle the prick out of all of us, but he 'd know someone who could fit the bill. The guy 's a creep, but he is fairly useful in these situations. He hooked me up in my starting time paying gig five years ago because he remembered that I 'm a vast Saint Matthew Sweet fan and knew all of his clobber. We decide to stop over on by. Hot Gear warehouse is not a fence, it 's sound, but the name sounds just and it 's best place to buy if you 're on a budget, and if you know the the great unwashed well, they 'll help you get hold some great clobber, my Rickenbacker 325 was bought there as was my Telecaster.



Khaos mans the buffet, and he leers as we come in.

'' My favorite colors, but y'all are missing one, where 's Teal ? '' He named us after the vividness, which we had n't thought of, so we all coordinated our outfits to go with it.

'' teal, aka Becky, has gone bitch on us and bailed for her boyfriend 's lousy grunge band. We are now fucked unless we find a basso player that we can get set up on our set list by Friday and make a good show of it. '' I tell him. `` Who is floating around in that incredible mastermind of yours that can do the job, oh wise one ? '' A trivial flattery never hurts.

He looks me up and down, looks Deanna up and down, and decides that Violet is the most ogle worthy in the band and checks her out pretty intently. Despite being the immature, she 's reasonably sharp and she takes something out of her sac and drib it.

'' Ooooops. Dropped that. I 'll get to get it. '' and she slowly, and exaggeratedly bends over to pick it up and gives Khaos a great view of her ass and peg as she 's wearing short circuit. His breath catches and as she stands back up she winks at me.

'' Sooo ... do you live of anyone that can avail us, you sweet man ? '' she asks him with her most air headed tone and vocalization. Khaos is putty in her hands.

'' Bass, backing song, fast study, noesis of well-nigh 80 's stuff, and cute would be sound, decent ? '' He keeps these categories in his headspring somehow, with no written record or computers, he 's actually pretty smart.

'' We 'd settle for a Labrador at this degree. '' says Deanna. `` As long as we can take the leg without a problem. ``

'' How 's your Dutch ? '' he asks.

'' Our Dutch ? What does that let to do with it ? ``

'' She 's Dutch, but she speaks proficient English and knows a LOT of material, so language should n't be a problem, but it never hurts to ask, does it ? ``

'' Okay, is she cool, sharp and is she a druggie ? You know a few drinks are coolheaded, but we 're a drug-free band. ``

'' She 's sportsmanlike as a whistle, very nice, funny and a recent organ transplant from Rotterdam. I think you 'll get along all right, except she 's not going to fit your look, she 's got short hair's-breadth. ``

'' Pfft ! '' says Deanna. `` As long as she can fiddle, who cares about her hair ? contribute us the number you- ''

'' Well, thank you so very much, could you please give us her number se we can make our big gig this weekend ? You 're so cherubic to help us. '' Violet 's got this guy all figured out. He rapidly scribbles out a figure on a station it banknote and hands it to her. She caresses his hand softly as she takes it, as if to hint that she ca n't wait to see him again, although she 's most likely revolted by him. `` Thanks again Mr. Khaos, you 're such a huge assistance, will you be at our show ? ``

'' Uh yeah, yeah, I will, you playing Circus ? ``

'' Oh, we 're at Dante Alighieri 's House, I 'll put you on the guest list ! '' she purrs.

We leave him grinning like an moron and for once, he only eyes one of us instead of all of us.



The indorse we are out of his view she mimes puking.

'' Yeah, he 'll be on the Edgar Albert Guest list, just below my swain, who will most likely snap him in two. Ewww ! Let 's just hope this chick can play ! ``

I punch in the number and hope. It rings three times and a very pleasant voice answer.

'' Hallo ! Wie is dit ? ..Wait. I am sorry, who is this please ? ``

'' Hi ! My figure is Kayla, and I play guitar for a band called the Pastels. Our bass instrumentalist quit on us and we have a big show on Friday night. Khaos said you might be able to help us out and he said you were pretty upright. ``

'' He is very nice, but he ... looks at me queer. He said he does knows lots of bands though. '' She spoke with a bit of accent, but it was charming. `` What type of stuff and nonsense does your band play ? ``

'' We play mostly 80 's new wave and pop stuff. Sometimes we play original, but not this weekend. ``

'' Is, um, dark, are you the lone girl in the ring ? Or are all of you girls ? '' she asks.

'' All miss, and we 're all pretty decent. You want to ease up us a try ? ``

'' Okay, I tries it, where do I go, and please establish me dainty directions, my family has only been here three calendar month, and I gets lost easily. ``

I give her management and a abbreviated set list and we agree to meet up in three 60 minutes. We head back to my house where we rehearse and get set to go.


Two hours and 38 minute later there 's a knock on the door. Liese is about five understructure two, with a pixie cut hair style, and she 's slim and in good conformation, and she 's got big blue eyes with long lashes. We 've found our Jane Weidlin ! We head out to my garage and Kim helps her get her amp out of her car. We 're already tuned up and set, but she opens up her eccentric to reveal her Rickenbacker 4001, which is finished in neon green, and she 's tuned up in less than three transactions. We 're impressed.

She does a quick check on her mic, and stands ready.

'' okeh, I do n't do it which keys we 're in so evidence me, or just start and I 'll pick it up. I 'll try the singing as we go, is that all right ? ``

'' Sounds secure Liese, we 're starting off with `` goodby To You ''. ``

We launch into it and there 's a few seconds as she adjusts to us and then we start to fall into place. She 's very solidness and she watches us closely to see if we make any changes, and she kicks in her vocal at just the right spot with the rest of the young lady, and makes a lightning quick adjustment as she 's on the Saami tone that Deanna is, we finish up and we all look at her with respect.

'' Very nice, Liese, good haul on the vocal music. You want to try 'One Thing Leads To Another'? ``

She nods and grins. `` It 's one of my favorite, you know, bunch of bass voice ! ``

We start up and she does know it well, and I realize she 's better than Becky was, a more fluid, lifelike dash compared to Becky 's overly tight performing. I 'm surprised as she takes a deeper tone on the background vocals, but it sounds good ! The dry run gets better and beneficial, and now she 's dancing a bit as she plays, and throws in a few heavy alloy move with me as Deanna blasts out her solos. We offer her a chance to sing booster cable on two songs and she does them well enough that they go back into our set, and in between call, she and reddish blue obviously work well together as they jam petty morsel and pieces.


We finish up and she grabs a notebook out of her font and jots down all sorts of info. `` Is it okay if I make a few cards with notes so I get all the keys right ? '' She laughs when Kim holds up her lilliputian notebook/cheat sheet and shows her.

We take a short break and she tells us a bit about her family moving from Rotterdam for her Father 's career.

'' I am old sufficiency I could have gotten my flat and outride, but to see U.S. ? To not have to get a job for six months because father and mother want me to see all of this ? I say 'Let 's go !', and now I can meet here, too ? ``

'' Actually, '' I say, 'we may have to look into you not actually being officially persona of the dance band just yet. Are you allowed to work on your visa ? ``

'' I 'm not certain yet. Let me correspond with begetter on that. Now let 's get back to work. Can we try some stuff I likes ? '' She suggests a few strain and we give them a try, they sound estimable and so does she. She 's also very precious. She 'll fit the feeling, and I wonder if I can snag some of the stuff from Becky as far as the clothes so she can be our new `` Teal ''.



We 're done for the day, and she makes a list of songs she wants to really get serious at, even though she wowed us completely. reddish blue, Kim and Deanna head out to snap up some pizza pie and see a movie, and I offer Liese dinner as I 'm getting cook to cook.

'' You play guitar, sing and wangle ? You 're very talented. mother is not happy that I ca n't cook well. She says all young woman should sleep with, but I tell her restaurants were made so we do n't have to cook. Thank you, I will be happy to have dinner here. I ca n't cook, but if you need me to set table, or wash up after, I can do that. ``

I laugh. `` No, I 'm not exactly a great Captain Cook, just having some pasta, sauce and a salad, and I 'll put it all in the dish washer afterwards. Um, I did n't even think to ask, how old are you ? ``

'' I 'm 23, why do you ask ? ``

'' Have to pee sure you can wreak in the club, you have to be at to the lowest degree 18 to be in the band. Also, there 's some wine-colored in the refrigerator if you want. I 'm having a glass, or there 's soda, or juice or water or ... .nope, I think that 's it. ''

'' I 'll pour the wine then. Where are the crank ? ``

I tell her and she pours as I get dinner cookery. We toast to new friends and talk. She wants to be a way designer some day, and I tell her my ambition of making it big as a musician. I tell her about my four previous bands, and the alone CD I 've written, and she asks to get wind it. I put it on and she 's impressed. She tells me her musical experiences and the two premature bands she was in. We eat a easy dinner, chat more, get to know each early, compare influences and I find she 's a big fan of several of mine. In short, she 's very influence and mellisonant, and I see the band being a great deal better with her in it.

We finish dinner party and I toss everything in the washer and we head into my living room. Mom and Dad retired to Sunshine State three years ago, and offered the house to me and my sure-enough sister, rive free as long as we take maintenance of it, and it 's a good deal. My sister is currently vacationing with her boyfriend in Mexico, so I 'm all by myself for the next three weeks, and I 'm already a bit lonely.

She sees my acoustic guitars on their sales booth and asks if it 's ok if she plays one. I tell her to pick whichever she likes and have fun. She grabs my ovation and I grab my Takamine and we sit down on the jumbo counterpart bean bags for some jamming. She knows a ton of stuff and we have a flak as we have a little more wine, and I notice that she 's very, very good on guitar.

'' You 're just as serious on guitar as you are bass. Have you ever played guitar in a circle ? ``

'' I have to concentrate too hard to toy guitar in a band. Like this ? Sure, I 'm relaxed, put an consultation in front of me ? I am so unquiet I almost pee my trouser ! '' she says with a giggle. `` basso is easier, and I can dance along with the rut, unlike guitar. ``

dance she did. She looked soundly doing it, too. Why am I thinking about that ? She 's really, really cute. Why is that in my oral sex ? I 'm not gay. This is getting weird. I offer to show her some of my phase clothes and we head to my bedroom. Why did I offer to show her ? I ... do not know.

'' This is my main outfit, I call it my Madonna set up, and it looks the character, and we all try to play off it up. Sometimes we 'll go all preppy and wear Polo shirts and shorts with neon ankle wind cone and colored shoes. Sometimes we go all spandex and play the headbanger female child bit, but we always have our whisker clobber matching in the pastel colors, hence our name. I 'm putting surface, Deanna is orange tree, reddish blue is purple, Kim is yellow and you 'll be blue-green ! ''

As I dig through my boxershorts I find the teal drumhead scarf and teal bow and I hand them to her.

'' Your showtime uniform for the striation ! If Becky gives me some of the stuff back we 'll be okay, if not, we can head to the mall and get some more stuff. It wo n't match perfectly, but it 'll be close enough, try the scarf on ! ``

It looks upright, but her mind and mine are on the same page.

'' My hair 's not long enough, but I can put a hairpiece on and it 'll look right. ``

'' You look all right wing just the way you are from where I stand. '' It slipped out. `` I have no melodic theme why I said that ! ``

She turns, gives me a big smiling and tosses the scarf joint back on the dresser.

'' I think you know why. I do n't know if you really have it off what you are thinking now, I think you 're a ... you 're confused about what you think. ``

'' I 'm not confused, I just thought that you 'll look trade good in the striation. '' I said that a little too fast for my own liking.

'' No, that 's not what you think. What you think is that I ... look pretty in ... um, you know, in a sexy way. '' Her smile grows self-aggrandizing with those words. The odd contribution is, she 's powerful. She is incredibly beautiful right now, and I am thinking things I have never thought before.

'' I think you look at me like you maybe want to do more than just be Quaker. Am I right ? '' she asks quietly.

'' I have a boyfriend. '' I said it with niggling sentence. I sort of do, but James is currently in my dog house.

'' So you have a boyfriend ? I left one behind in Rotterdam, and I met a gracious guy here that I have gone out with three times, and the last time we had sex. It does n't think I ca n't care you. It does n't means that you ca n't care me, either. It really does n't think anything. Only matter that affair is what we want right now. Kayla, what do you wants right now ? ``

I am now scared to death.

'' To ... .maybe kiss you ? '' I whisper.

Her smile is now a huge smile. `` Silly ! Then ask me, and I will, or maybe I just does the kissing first, yes ? ``

She pulls me tight and kisses me. I have never kissed a cleaning lady before, and I do n't have it away what to expect. The warm feelings and kind of rush was not what I expected. I kiss back and we both enjoy it, and her arms pull up me tight and wrap around me, and mine wrapper around her waist.

I am now totally into kissing a girl, and enjoying the hell out of it, but I have no idea what to do next. She apparently knows her way around, so I 'll let her lead. She eventually pulls me over to my bed and we fall down on it and go on fondling, but as our tongues get more involved, I feel her fingers across my white meat as she caresses me, and it does n't just make me tingle, it makes me wet ! She stops kissing to smile at me and stroke my titty, and then distinguish me that the shirt is kind of in the way. I laugh and remove it, and instead of taking any foster time, I unsnap my bra and let it fall. She gives out a Friedrich August Wolf whistle that makes me blush and giggles as I do, and then she lowers her back talk to softly lick my teat. I let out a sigh of pleasure as a small shake runs through me.

She kisses, licks and caresses my breasts and my puss is now dripping wet. She smiles again. `` You are okay ? I 'll ... be ... slow, carry my ... time. OK ? ``

I am VERY ok with that !

She laughs at my enthusiastic nod and reaches down and pulls her shirt off to bring out a dainty white lace bra that snaps in the front, I reach up and undo it and it falls to reveal a beautiful pair of diminished, but lovely mammilla, with small, very garden pink nipples that stand upright. I have never until that instant looked at a woman 's eubstance with desire, but I want to osculate and suck on them too ! I push her backward and lead off to kiss them and I take one nipple into my sass and suck it gently. She lets out a gentle moan as I do, and I suck it again. One hand of hers respite on the back of my head gently, and I feel her moving around with the former, but I am entranced by her pin-up body.

I lick them and she begins to move around and I realize her other hand is trying to absent her blue jean. I stop and assist her in pulling them off and tossing them on the floor, and I do n't even give her a chance to pull off her panties as I slip my fingers under the lot and force them off to reveal her smooth pussy. I catch my breath as I see, and now I am ... filled with desire for her.

I start to remove my denim, but she takes over for me, and pulls them away. I 'm wearing mismatched underwear, but she slides my step-in off and she lets out what can only be called a lustful sigh as she eyes my trimmed landing strip.

Quietly, and under her intimation I hear her say `` So the red hair is not the real thing, yes ? '' and I laugh.

'' No, it 's not, you silly girl, but I do n't suppose that 's going to put out you at all, is it ? ``

'' No, it is not. '' She kisses me passionately again, and we lie together naked. She starts to buss down my eubstance and she again caresses and suck my nipples, but this sentence her fingertips coppice between my legs, and I think she 'll be embarrassed by my wetness, but she is n't. She slips a finger between my pussy lips and cam stroke me up and down for a moment, and lifts her hand to show me as she licks and sucks her finger's breadth. It makes me even hotter as it is so erotic.

She continues to touch, kiss and stroke my torso all the way down until she reaches my aching pussy and then she pushes my leg apart and leans in to kiss my wet back talk and she kisses me with the same passion she showed the other sass ! I let out a low roaring of pleasance as it feels so goodness, and I hear her catch her breath. My pleasure makes her sense that way ? Oh my god, this is so ... sensual, so moving ... ..so ... .loving ...

She focuses on just the back talk with her glossa making the occasional drive inside of me, and it feels like nothing else I 've ever known ! I 've had guys lick me, but not well or so passionately ! Her hands are n't baseless as she caresses my hips, my thighs, or she just reaches up to stroke my fingers and men ....

I feel her blow on my clit, and then she just flicks her glossa across it, and it 's like a small jolt of electric pleasure. She does it again, and again, and my eubstance responds each fourth dimension by getting wetter and bedwetter and then she gently bites down on it with just her lips, but I ca n't serve it as I orgasm with a moan, and I think she 's going to check. My sexual climax only encourages her as she sucks it as hard as she can, and bites down on it again and again and I erupt in a secondment orgasm with a scream that is perfect joy, but still she wo n't let up on me ! She goes back to suck my lips and dart her tongue into me, taking deep punch up my puss to the clit and now she uses her digit to stroke my aching mess, and sucks deeply on my clit again as I come yet again, and by now I 've lost control !

As the shudders of pleasure continue, she uses her finger to press on my clit, but sucks the sassing as she does and her tongue swoop into me and I come like I never have before ! I 'm shaking like a bucking bronco, and my pelvic girdle are going every which way as I push her face deeper into me ! She licks and sucks as hard as she can and my orgasm seems to hold up for a solid minute as I make Thomas More haphazardness than I ever have !

She stops, and the shudder of bliss slowly subside. I gasp in relief that the chroma is over, but I cry with joy over the smell I have for this beautiful girl who made me sense this way.



'' How you feel now, Kayla ? You like it with girls ? '' she asks with an sassy smile.

'' Oooohhh Liese, that was so full ! I 've never felt anything like it ! '' I gush.

'' That 's 'cause lady friend know whats girl like ! I bet boys gives better blowjob, too ! '' she says with a giggle.

'' I 'll ingest to ask around on that, do n't sleep with for trusted ! '' For some reason this sends us off in a fit of giggling.

We come down and cuddle together, and she curls up under my arm as we kiss.

'' I do n't jazz, I 've only known you a few hours, but I think I like you lots, Kayla. I 'm not for causing fuss with your boyfriend though. ``

'' Um, James will give to deal with it. I think I like you lots, too. Enough to see how this works out. You 're very sweet, as well as pretty good in bed ! '' I say with a wicked smirk.

She laughs and runs her digit through my hair.

'' Liese ? Do you need me to ... .lick you like you did me ? I will, but I 've never done it so I do n't cognize if I 'll be very upright at it. '' I 'm concern that my inexperience could derail this before it gets going.

'' If you want to, I would have sex that, but I liked pleasing you. feel me, I get very wet when I do that for a girl. You do n't give to. ``

'' I 'll try my outdo, I want to hear you make the same kind of noise I made .... ''

'' Oh. Then I try to assist you by telling you what I likes. You should always start off though with lots of candy kiss. wads and lots of kisses. '' she says with a grin. I take her face in my hand and buss away. Her mouth are soft and sweet, had I known kissing girls was like this, I 'd have tried it ages ago !

I kiss and kiss, and then I slowly move to buss her nipples, which are fully erect and just begging for attending. I take the one and solve it, and then softly take it in between my lips and take in it only to discover her let out a soft moan. I feel my own heat body-build as she does, and now I understand this kind of desire, to delight her just makes my own pleasure the greater ! Why did I never feel this with a guy ?

I continue to lick and take in them and she only gives me direction when I bite down too hard, but she softly tells me I am doing well as her little sighs of joy continue, and I slide my fingers down to caress her smooth cunt. I do n't bed what she likes, but I know I love to slue my digit up and down just on the edge of the lips, so I do that and I 'm rewarded by a little bit of wetness and a small yip of pleasure, and I continue. I gently slide my index fingerbreadth to the top of her wetness and gently stroke her clit, which is fully grown than mine and engorged so I rub it as I softy bite down on her pap and this time I elicit a muffled thigh-slapper as she caresses the back of my head ! I am making her feel good !

I ca n't hold up any prospicient, but before I go down on her, I pull my fingerbreadth up and show her as I suck it softly and try out a woman for the first time ! It is ... .different, but I like it, and now I simply have to taste her fully ! I slowly glide my lingua up her lips to click it against her clit, and she writhes in walking on air as I do, I suck on it and her hips buck and twirl, and I softly bite down on it and she gasps !

She murmurs softly. `` Oh baby, dat voelt goed ! Alstublieft, niet stoppen ! '' I do n't speak Dutch, but I 'm convinced it 's not a complaint !

'' Do you like me tasting you, baby ? '' I ask softly and in between licks.

'' Ja, heel veel ! You are making me feel so sexy ! ``

I lick and suck her with everything I 've got and she continues to moan and gasp as I pleasure her, and now I reach down between my own legs to rub my clitoris because I am just about soaking myself ! It feels so fucking hot to make this beautiful goddess scream with delight ! I drive my tongue as late as I can, and use my free paw to tap against her clit, as my other hand takes maintenance of my own, it 's awkward, but it feels so expert !

'' Mijn God ! Ik kom ! Oh, I am coming for you ! '' and with that yell, her smooth kitty-cat ebullition forth and it soaks my face, but I stick my tongue out and try to get as much of her succus in my mouth as possible ! She shakes and shudders and one dollar bill back and Forth, but then she begins to slowly calm down and even as she relaxes, trivial earthquake of pleasure wash drawing over her lithe body and she punctuates them with sonant sighs as she falls backwards to the pillows. My own orgasm is n't so prominent, but it 's upright, and it was with her, which makes it better.

I pull myself up to front her and snog her deeply.

'' Liese, you ... ... .are amazing. ``

She opens her optic and shyly grinning at me.

'' You ... .make me experience so ... exceptional ... thank you for being with me ... ''

'' You 're receive, was I okay at it ? ``'

She grabs me and twinge my prat. `` What you think ? I grab everyone 's fanny ? No, I only do that if you makes me sense real nice ... and I feel, really, really nice. ``

We cuddle and enjoy the afterglow of our lovemaking and we just talk. We shower together and she spends the night in my blazonry. I not only have a fabulous bass player, but I think I have my first lady friend ! Thank you, Becky, I never thought your being selfish would pay off, but I guess I was wrong !