Sizzling Sensations

Dani was ready to punch him with that first comment, starting towards him with a pissed look on her face- then paused as he explained.
"Not funny," She grumbled, plunking down into one of the chairs and crossing her legs, the short hem of her black leather dress showing the red silk panties beneath.
"Our own tastes, huh?," She asked with a growing smirk. "So... if I wanted to attract a bigger audience, could I take a que from the Chili Peppers and go out there with a well placed tube sock or two?" She guestured about her breasts and then her crotch, grinning.
 
The way that the red silk contrasted with the black leather was alluring. Even more so was the grin on Dani's face as she knowingly teased him as he followed her hands. Not thinking about what he was doing too much, more transfixed in a dorky kinda way, he moved towards her. He knew from her internet based audition she had character, and looks, to go with her musical C.V. This was their first meeting in person, and Gary was becoming more and more confident that his gut feeling about this one was correct.

"Like I was saying, all the talent in the world will only get you so far. Everyone in this group has sex appeal, and there's nothing wrong with showing it. You were born with a great voice, rhythm in your soul, its about using everything you've got to get along."
 
"Everything. Right then. Maybe I should start breaking into my other clothes soon." Dani smiled at him as she caught the dumbfounded stare. "I've got way more than just this dress- Hell, this is me being modest."
"But anyway..." She ran her hands up the neck of her bass, settling it on the floor and using her legs to hold it up. "This house... when do we get to check it out? And just out of curiousity- will you and Dante be there as well?"
 
Jill walked into the room quietly as Gary started talking about the record. She listened intently. One record shouldn't take long to make. She could probably put her other gigs on hold for a short while. Who knew if this group would take off anyway. She could give it a whirl but she wasn't sure about signing a contract. After all she needed to feel free, that is who she was. She knew by the look on Gary's face she would have some tall explaining to do. But then he had held them all captive as he took his sweet time coming here.

She walked over the piano, there was no need to keep a low profile now that Gary had seen her.
 
Lolita sighed in relief at Gary's antics. If he was serious for one minute he'd find himself looking at two silver orbs of anger before some guitar strings were found around his neck by the coronor. "Glad to hear it but I'm keeping my style wether you like it or not. And I'm not taking the hat off...its..personal." she breathed sauntering over to the equipment set in the room. She smiled at the mention of their own penthouse of sorts. "Now that's more like it...when do we get to see this place." she asked crunching on her blowpop before tossing the stick in the trash.
 
Acknowledging Jill's quiet return, not entirely sure what was going on there, he struggled to concentrate on much other than Dani's body, and looking forward to the promise of less 'modest' attire. Deciding to answer the question to the group out loud,

"The house is ready now, after we're done here, you can check it out this evening if you want. But no, only the musicians will be living there. You could have guests of course, but thats entirely up to you."

More quietly to Dani this time so that the others would at least struggle to hear.

"But if you wanted an opinion on some of your other items, I would offer an opinion. I mean I'd like to, you know, take a look. Maybe get to know each other better."

When Loli talked about her hat being fixed into position, he remembered back to the journey here, and the temporary removal of the hat.

"Don't worry Loli. We understand how personal the hat is."
 
She nodded situating the hat firmly on her head as it to finalized that thought. Sighing she started humming some unknown tune before bringing words to it, displaying a surprising melow and quite melodic voice. She was in a corner plucking at her guitar idly no real music just a few plucks then humming and straight into a rich vocal though barely audible since she wasn't really paying much attention.
 
Jill saw the look Gary gave her and knew explanation would have to be made. She listened to his demand that they girls live together and knew that was going to be a big problem as she had a place of her own and needed her own space. She never lived with anyone before and wasn't planning to do so now. Maybe this gig was not going to work out for her.
 
Gary wandered over to Jill. He did it quietly, he did not want to interupt Loli's melody. Whispering to Jill he says

"Jill. We'll talk about what you're commitment issues might be in a bit. But listen - do you reckon you could complement that music? Sounds good."
 
When Gary slipped over to Jill she figured she would have to explain herself but he surprised her by asking her to put music to pretty song being sung. She listened a moment and then smiled and nodded at him. She turned to her piano and softly gave fluid notes to the girl's song. As she started to sing out loud, Jill brought up her volume to match but not overpower her sweet voice. She closed her eyes and listened to the blend, it was beautiful. As her voice continued Jill harmonized with her so that it became a powerful song. She made sure she never took the lead and as they ended she opened her eyes and turned around and looked directly at the vocalist.

"That was simply beautiful"
 
Loli turned just in time to catch Jill picking up her tune masterfully. With a little more pride she lifted her voice and couldn't help adding the smooth jazzy tones of her guitar as she kept its usual high wails to a minimum so as not to drown out the beautiful melody the piano had already provided. The nots on her guitar only seemed to caress the piano's tones while giving her reason to lift her voice richly into the room. It carried fully and beautifully until their finish where she let the piano take them home rather than ending with the guitar. Once they had come from the momentary musical high. "I have to agree..."
 
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Dante yawned slightly, taking the joint back from Dallas. This shit stimulated his creative flow and really mellowed him out in possibly tense situations like the one back in the studio. But it also made him tired as hell. He took another big hit off it before answering Dallas' question. "The studio has writers who do a lot of your teen pop crap.. basically the stuff fourteen year old girls eat up. They returned a song list that was about half that and half decent. Me and one of the guys here just went through the teen pop crap and made changes where necessary to make the music more in-synch with what I felt this band should be about." He shrugged.
"Don't worry about this either." He said wiggling the joint as he handed it back to her. "Hell, Candy's exboyfriend's band used to come out here and ride the white horse if you know what I mean." Dante leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. "I sure hope this all comes together well and Gary doesn't let his cock do all the thinking. In any case the money should be good." He smiled.

Dallas nodded at his answer to her question about the music, glad to hear they'd be able to tweak it as they saw fit. She was beginning to suspect that their little group wasn't going to be as cutie-punk as the label might have originally expected. But, the boys seemed to be warming up to them nicely....

She laughed aloud as Dante let on about the 'habits' of other bands who'd passed these hallways. "Well, damn! I ain't that bad, but I gotta have my muse if ya know what I mean." She took another quick hit and almost choked on it with Dante's referral to Gary's cock. So, that wasn't just a whim thing then, in the limo with Loli. Good.
Dallas grinned a wry, cocky little grin as she spoke. "Well, I hope he don't neither, but I sure wouldn't mind him letting that cock do SOME of his thinkin by no means. You neither, for that matter." She stood and groped the techie through his pants, then licked his cheek and slapped his ass. "What say we go find some of that pizza?"
 
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Loli turned just in time to catch Jill picking up her tune masterfully. With a little more pride she lifted her voice and couldn't help adding the smooth jazzy tones of her guitar as she kept its usual high wails to a minimum so as not to drown out the beautiful melody the piano had already provided. The nots on her guitar only seemed to caress the piano's tones while giving her reason to lift her voice richly into the room. It carried fully and beautifully until their finish where she let the piano take them home rather than ending with the guitar. Once they had come from the momentary musical high. "I have to agree..."

Jill smiled as she looked Loli, I think this is going to work out pretty well if everyone has as lovely a voice as you. I really enjoyed working that tune with you. She looked at Gary wondering when he would want her explaination but shrugged it off for the time being. She was on a musical high and would not let worries break that right at the moment.
 
Dante chuckled as she hit his joint. "Yeah it really helps the creative process. I can't make good music without the stuff." He killed the thing and threw it over the wall." His eyes went wide as Dallas groped him. "Well you sure know how to make this whole music business interesting don'tcha then?" He laughed and winked at her. "Pizza does sound good." He agreed, following her inside in time to hear them starting to put a song together. "How bout you go over there and get to practicin? I'll find the food." He slapped her ass and winked at her, walking away.
 
Dallas winked and as he walked away, she bent her legs and turned them outward, thrusting her pelvis in his direction. Slapping her own pubic bone, she hollered after him, "I got you a snack right here, babe! Any time you want it." She licked her lips at him as she disappeared into the studio, giggling to herself as she made her way to the drums. She'd just missed the end part of that song, and pulled her sticks from her bag to see what was going on now.
noticing that the pianist had once again joined them, she turned to her quickly. Yeah, it was an old standby, but she'd heard that the tune they'd been fiddling with just now was slow, and this one... well, it at least started that way.
"Champions?" WIth a wink, a nod, and four clicks of her sticks, Dallas went into a slow, bass-y feel, lots of cymbal, a little brush snare, and plenty of good-ole Dallas mixed in. Smiling as the guitar joined them, Dallas closed her eyes and went with the music. Warmups were warmups, they'd get to the new crap after the pizza arrived.
 
Dante collected the pizza from the intern, ensuring the nervous girl she was doing a wonderful job here, and that yes he was sure Gary had noticed her dedication and that he was positive Gary'd hire her on after the internship was done.. blah blah blah... Finally he broke away reminding her that there were many hungry people waiting for this food. He walked in to find them still practicing and smiled as their faces lit up when they saw the food. "Grubs on." He said, passing the pizzas around. The intern has ordered waaay too much, but that was alright. Wastefulness and excess were traits the girls would have to know anyway right? He smiled as he looked over at Dallas, thinking about the groping earlier and her offer to let him 'snack' as it were. He generally wasn't as forward and openly sexual as Gary, but hell, when in Rome right? He walked over to Dallas and leaned in say softly, "I got your pizza.. with extra sausage... if you feel like going somewhere else to eat."
 
Dallas seemed to ignore him, not smiling or nodding or giggling or any of the girlish reactions he might have expected. Instead, the song now finished, she dropped her sticks to the floor and leaned over him to the box, retrieving a piece and declaring it "Lunch Time!" as she took her first bite. STanding, acknowledging each girl as she passed them, quite impressed actually with the way the song had turned out, she winked at Gary as she quickly moved past him, through the door of the studio.
Hollering back through it just as it closed, she invited company. "You all gonna eat in the studio? Shit, not me!" And with that she made a milisecond of eye contact with Dante, twirled on one heel, and continued, one full box of pizza in hand, back to the courtyard.
 
Dante smirked as she left the studio. All these ladies were crazy. He could already tell. He was asking for nothing but trouble. He watched Dallas santer out of the studio in her miniskirt and sighed heavily. Musicians were nothing but trouble. And female musicians were nothing but trouble bundled up in a sexy little package. He swore softly under his breathe, already knowing he was going to follow her out.. let her establish her dominance. Oh well. He shrugged and rose following her out to the courtyard. He saw her munching away on her slice and approached her. "Alright, crappy come-on line or not, I was dead serious. There's extra sausage on that pizza. I had the intern get it especially for me." He smiled as he grabbed a piece, chowing down on it.
 
Laughing aloud, her voice squeaking a bit as she did, and quickly swallowing her current bite, Dallas smirked. "Well, good then. This sausage, then that!" She plopped herself down in his lap, rubbing her thigh against his hidden 'sausage' as she finished her piece and reached for another. Spying the soda machine across the walkway, she hopped up and went for it. Um, there were no coin slots.... Confused, she pushed a button. Sure enough, free freakin soda.
"Well, hot damn. Got any beer?" She laughed, squeaking again, then sauntered back over and sat in Dante's lap again as she popped the tab, took a drink, and set the can down. Munching again on the pizza, she began swinging her legs, teasing him. She was sitting on only one of his own legs, hers between his. "So. gary thinks with his cock, huh? Whadda you think with? Whichever one's bigger at the time?" She laughed, tossing her head back as she ate her lunch, loving the fact that she was paying for NONE of it.
 
Dante smiled as she sat on his lap. He polished off his first slice of pizza and grabbed another as she stood up. He laughed at her surprise that the soda was free. "Of course the soda's free, the record label is going to rape you for like seventy percent on sales of your record, the least they could do is buy you lunch first." He chuckled as she plopped back down on his lap. "Hey I think with both equally, or I don't think at all. Something like that." He smiled. "Besides right now both my brain and my cock are telling me you are drop dead sexy, it's just that my cock is more vocal about it than my brain is." He winked at her, his rising erection pressing against her leg.
 
Candy

Candy was humming along with some of the music being played, trying out the different songs they were given to go with them. She was mentally marking them off in her head which ones wouldn't work, and which ones she thought would be a suxccess. She went over and grabbed a piece of the pizza and smiled at Dante.
 
Dante smiled at Candy as she wandered into the courtyard and grabbed a slice of pizza, reaching between him and Dallas. "Damnit, everyone just seems to want my extra sausage pizza!" He said jokingly to Candy and Dallas, shooting them fake angry glares. "There better be enough left for me. Or I'll take out my appetite in other ways..."
 
Candy

Candy smiled sweetly at Dante. "So you have extra sausage huh Dante, is it big and thick sausage, like the way I like it." She kissed him on the cheek and giggled at the thought and double intendre.
 
Dante smiled at her. Female musicians. Just trouble. Plain and simple. God he loved trouble. "Unfortunately it looks like the sausage on the pizza is sliced short and thin." He winked at her, ignoring the hidden sexual message just to tease her. "It's still really good though." He took another bite and then fed a bite to Dallas on his lap.
 
Candy

"Oh I'm sure your special sausage is nothing like short and thin Dante, and I love the creamy sauce that it makes of it's own." SHe took another bite of her pizza, and giggled at that thought,
 
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