The Rockstar & His New Backing Dancer

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Name: Holly Russo
Age: 24
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Holly Russo came from a small village. She had always wanted so much more than village life. She had been lucky that her single mother had enrolled her in dance classes when she was four. She was a very talented dancer. That was her way out of her small village. She had left at 20 years old to tour with a rock band. She had toured with that band for 3 years. She had been romantically involved with the lead singer who had broken her heart. He had cheated on her several times.

She was now starting a job as a backing dancer for a solo rockstar. She definitely would not let herself get involved with this man she knew what rockstars were like. They thought they could have anyone they want and that they could just go around breaking hearts because of who they were. She was excited to start this new tour. She jumped in her car and drove down to the dance studio where they were all going to go through one last big rehearsal before hitting the road and that meant the rockstar would be there.

She hadn’t met him yet but from what she had heard the other backing dancers say he was like all the rest. She parked up outside in the carpark and headed in. She saw the back in dancers were all huddled around something she guessed the rockstar. These girls were flirty with him. Holly wasn’t bothered about even knowing the man letting alone flirting with him. She went into the corner and started stretching out ready for the rehearsal.
 
J.D Sharpe only needed five things in life. Music, music, music, surfing and pussy. Alternate Review magazine rated him the sexiest man to hold a guitar this side of Boston, Main music blogs did an article describing him as the one to watch. "This guy is going places. This generations Kurt Cobain."
He was riding high and this wave didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Neither would he.

This tour was going to make or break him. The band had already left town and were setting up in Portland for the first gig, but J.D had decided to hang back to meet the back up dancers.

They'd hired out a dance studio for the afternoon. It was difficult not to stare at his reflection in the mirrors which lined the wall. The polished wood floor was freezing against his bare feet. Why was it these places were always cold?

It was the final rehearsal the girls were getting together for, and there was some pretty fine T & A on display. They were all hot, total eye candy and definitely fuckable, but as soon as they opened their mouths J.D zoned out. He didn't give a shit where they had studied or who else they had danced for. The real question was could they dance for him, to his music. Of course his indifference only encouraged the girls to try harder to get his attention. Treat 'em mean, keep them keen.

Then she walked in.

J.D had always had a weakness for blondes. Hopefully she'd be interesting. She didn't disappoint. Instead of walking over to join the group and introduce herself, she dumped her stuff in the corner and started stretching.

Huh.

In J.D's experience there were two types of women that ignored him. Shy girls or chicks that thought their shit stunk nicer than everyone else's. There were a few shy dancers he'd met in his time, but most dancers were extroverts. They wanted to be up on stage being looked at, admired, lusted after. Dancers liked showing off as much as he did. Still it wasn't unheard of to meet a shy one. Either way he wanted to find out.

"Excuse me!" J.D called to the woman. He leaned forward waiting until he could make eye contact, before speaking again. Once their eyes met his lips formed into a slow, cocky smile. "Can I help you?"
 
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She couldn’t believe the way these girls were acting. They were so desperate. Girls like that deserved to be fucked and then tossed to the side. She was never like that. She liked to wait but when she had met her ex Tyler things naturally got hot and heavy very early on. She had decide after him she wasn’t going to fall for the Rockstar type every again because they naturally were bad boys and players.

She knew she was a good looking girl and knew she could have anyone she wanted but right now she wasn’t looking for anything. She just wanted to work hard and enjoy her life. She had a good life and was grateful for everything she had. She hadn’t been on tour for a year and was hoping she could get use to touring again straightaway. The year she had off the road she had been doing a few shows.

She heard some man say excuse me. She turned around. She guessed he was the big up and coming Rockstar. He just had that look. She ran her fingers through her hair looking at him. She looked at him gave a fake smile. “No you can’t. I am fine here stretching out alone.” She said. She hated that cocky smile on his face. She did think he was quite handsome though.

“By the way since we are going to work with each other I think I should at least tell you my name. I am Holly Russo and you are?” She said. She was being very clear she was very interested in him and didn’t really want to be his friend. She wasn’t a shy flower she was a feisty firecracker.
 
No you can’t. I am fine here stretching out alone.”

J.D chuckled. Fiesty, blonde and sexy, oh yes he definitely wanted this one.

He grinned at the other women and said just loud enough for Holly to hear, "it looks like we found the brat in this pack."

"If we are going to work with each other I think I should at least tell you my name. I am Holly Russo and you are?”

J.D cocked his head to the side and waited for a few moments before answering the bombshell.

"Pleased to meet you Holly, I'm the star of this show, JD." He made a show of glancing at all the girls around him. "We were just having a team meeting about the up coming show," he lied. "I know you arrived late, but we would love for you to join us at your convenience." His tone was light and playful, but there was a little bit of steel there.

It worried him that she didn't know who he was, especially since this was the final rehearsal. Things had to be perfect. He just hoped she paid more attention to his music than she did to the band name.
 
Holly had to stop herself laughing when he proudly told her he was the star of the show. He was so big headed. All the girls were looking at them. She knew he was lying about the team meeting. That definitely wasn’t a team meeting. She got so annoyed hearing him say she was late. She wasn’t she never turned up anywhere late. “I am not late I am on time. You’re just upset I didn’t turn up early to fangirl over you.” She said.

This JD didn’t know who he was dealing with she did not find him intimidating and just because he was ‘famous’ didn’t mean she would bow down to him. “I was ready from the moment I got here but you were too busy with those dancers.” She said. She couldn’t wait to show this man how good of a dancer she was so he would just shut up and leave her alone. She knew she was one of the best. She was the best out of the girls here and she knew it because she was the number 1 back in dancer on this tour.
 
J.D waited until all the girls were together. The look on his face changed from playful flirtation to an intense professionalism.

"We are looking at some pretty big gigs in the weeks to come. We will be playing support for the Arctic Monkeys so we need to be bringing our A game to the stage. So.." He turned and looked directly at Holly although he addressed all the dancers. "Other than your looks, what else have you got going for you?"

He hit the play button, and the familiar tune the dancers had been rehearsing too filled the room. The girls ran out the dance floor. JDs fingers formed a temple in front of his mouth and he leaned forward watching the girls dance.
 
Holly listened to J.D talking about bringing A game to the stage. He said it looking directly at her. She couldn’t wait to show him how good she was and wipe that smirk off his smug face. He hit the play button and the girls spread out on the floor. She was out in front working her body. She did not miss a beat and was hitting every move sharp.

She looked at him as she finished off the dance. She looked at him with a smirk knowing she was great and hopefully her dancing would shut him up. She was looking at him as she running her hand through her long locks thinking he was quite hot but she definitely wasn’t going to let him anywhere near her panties.
 
JD stopped the music. "What the fuck do you call that?" He stormed onto the dance floor walking towards Holly. His eyes narrowed and then he pushed past her closing in on the girl at the back. "You call that A game?" He chastised the girl. "My grandma can move with better rhythm than that. You are completely out of time with the other dancers." The poor girl trembled under the abuse.

He pointed to Holly, "look at the way she moves. This girl is sex in heels, not because of how she looks, but because she is bringing her A game. I want to see attitude and I want to see you in time with your team otherwise you can get the fuck out of here! Do you understand me? Fuuuuuck!"

He stormed back to the player and started the music again. "From the top."

They ran the number again, and it was perfect this time. When the music faded JD applauded the girls.

"Wonderful ladies. Brilliant." He fell silent for a few moments. Visibly calmer. "I'm sorry about before. This... Music is more than just a profession more than something I enjoy. It is, for me, like breathing, like sex. It is a basic human need. I get fired up about it because of that. Bring your A game, but have fun too."
 
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When JD stopped the music Holly wondered why. Was he going to try and tell her she wasn’t good at her job, if he did she would definitely give him a hard time because she knew she was great at her job. He stormed past her to another girl. He was chastising a girl for not being as good as her. She blushed a little hearing him call her sex in heels. She was very happy he had realised from watching her she was the best here. She felt bad for the girl but she was a bit smug that he knew she was great.

The music started up again. They started dancing again. Holly loved dancing. This all came so natural to her. She always picked up dances very easily. She was surprised by JD talking about music so passionately. She saw a guy she liked a little when he was talking about his passion. She still thought he was an ass but a nicer ass than before. She smiled at him. She always felt dancing especially if you had a partner in a dancer like tango or salsa was so like sex. Passion in music and dance was a turn on for her.
 
J.D felt a bit self conscious after the "chat". So he decided to lighten the mood.
"Well, since we're all going to be spending a lot of time together. Why don't we head out for a few drinks, and then hit the clubs. You girls can show all the plebs how it's done." He flashed his teeth at them and reached into his pocket pulling out a bag of c-dust. (Cocaine)
"To get us started," he explained, pulling out a credit card and a mirror that had been sitting nearby..
 
Holly wasn’t one to take drugs all of the time but every now and then she did participate in drug taking. Cocaine was one of her favourites. “I am going to get changed. JD how about you make me a line to return to.” She said. Her hand ran through her long hair and then walked off to the bathroom. She got changed into http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=158689712 and http://www.yomister.com/image/large...Louboutin-Kryptonite-Spike-Pumps-Black-59.jpg . She walked back out to the group. She leant down and snorted a line.
 
J.D prepared some lines, encouraging each of the girls to take a whiff. After snorting up their share one or two headed for the change rooms after Holly. Except then she walked out. His eyes widened and his jaw went slack at her outfit. Holy fucking shit! He had thought her hot before but this was incredible.

His mouth moved but nothing came out, then he ran his hand through his hair trying to compose himself. In a hoarse voice he invited her to the table. "All ready for you, brat." He grinned at her mischievoiusly, trying to cover up his obvious reaction to her. His blush didn't help.
 
“Thanks Jerk.” She said playfully back with a smirk. She saw the redness to her cheeks. She knew she was the reason he was blushing. She bent down sticking out her ass. She snorted up the lines he had laid out for her. “You at least know good coke.” She said. She pushed her hair off of her chest looking at him.
 
He took in a good view of her tight round arse, which she thrust towards him, with a half smile on his face. His eyes flicked to the spot where her hair had been and then back to her dark eyes. He bit his lip and just stared at her for a moment.

"I have good taste in a lot of things," he said softly with a wink.

He took the rolled up $100 bill from her hand and did the final line which belonged to him. He leaned down a rock star, but when he straightened he felt like a god! He clapped his hands joyfully together and pointed dramatically into the air. He held the John Travolta pose for a second and then pointed to the door crying out, "To the pub!!!" Then charged out of the room full of energy.

It was a short (and loud) run to the bar at the end of the road. J.D who wasn't in heels easily arrived first. A few of the girls had chased after him, others were taking their time and arriving with a little less excitement and a lot more grace. J.D took an order of drinks for those that were there and an extra round of shots for the whole troupe. It was good to be the King.
 
She smirked hearing him say he had good taste in lots of things. She laughed seeing how quickly he reacted to the coke. She looked at him as he clapped his hands. She thought he was funny. She followed him out of the dance studio.

She didn’t chase after him like the other girls. She wasn’t like the other girls she wasn’t going to chase him. She wasn’t interested in him. She didn’t mind talking to him every now and then but she wasn’t too bothered about getting to know him.

When she got to the pub she downed a shot before going off to the dancefloor when her favourite song came on- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UNDENi3vHM. She began dancing to the music her body moving in a sex natural way.
 
JD's eyes narrowed when Holly arrived after the others, downed her shot and then without a thank you or another word disappeared onto the dance floor. What was going on with this girl? The way she was throwing that arse about and flirting back at him led him to suspect that she felt the same spark he did. But she was running hot and cold.

Some girls are just bitches. They'll take the drink you buy 'em out of a sense of entitlement, like the world owes them. JD hated that and didn't stand for it. But he didn't get the sense that this was why Holly was behaving this way. He couldn't quite figure it out.

He chatted with a few of the other girls. But his eyes never left His bratty lead dancer strutting her stuff on the floor.

One of the girls pressed her breasts into his back to get his attention. He smiled back at her and leaned down. She began to whisper all sorts of lewd suggestions into his ear. Still he watched Holly. He apologised to the girl indicating that he wasn't interested and then excused himself.

He found a spot on the other side of the dance floor. It was right over the floor giving him a great view of all the bodies moving to the music. He watched her, trying to figure her out.

God she was hot. The way she moved her hips, and her hands caressed her body when she danced was really turning him on. JD found himself shifting his growing erection in his pants, which had grown just from watching her.

He could have joined her on the dance floor, make a move, but he didn't. She wanted to be chased, but she didn't want to be caught. That was clear. She wanted him to slam up against her wall of indifference so she could shoot him down. This one was carrying baggage. Seriously heavy baggage.

He should have run when he realised this. It is what he'd always done in the past. Girls like that were too much work. He was usually just out for a bit of fun, But he couldn't take his eyes off her. He still wanted her but he realised he needed to change tact.

JD moved from his spot back to the bar and ordered a bottle of water. He returned to his spot and waited for her to get tired, which took awhile. Then when she moved off the floor he was waiting.

"For you," he said offering the bottle to her.
 
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She was extremely guarded and didn’t want to let anyone in. She didn’t want to get hurt again. She wanted to just get on with what she was here for which was the work but she didn’t mind this work night out. She wasn’t going to chase or be all over him like the other girls. She wasn’t going to be some play toy for him. She was enjoying being out.

She danced for a quite a while before getting a little tired. She started heading off the dance floor. She saw JD. He handed a water bottle to her. “Thanks.” She said smiling at him. She ran her hand through her long hair looking at him.

She opened her water and took a gulp. “You having a good time? Why you stood alone?” She said as she brushed her hair off of her chest. Her cleavage was glistening with sweat.
 
“You having a good time? Why you stood alone?”

His eyes took her all in. It was difficult not to the way her dress and hair clung to her hot sweaty body. Also was it might be his imagination it looked like she thrusting those girls out to show off her cleavage. This was the second time she'd drawn his attention to her tits. He glanced from them up to her, smiling cheekily.

"Yeah," he said with a shrug,"I've just been watching you. Hey, lets talk."

He led the way to a table and sat. His eyes stared her up and down. "I got to talk with a few of the other dancers before practice, but I didn't get a chance to talk to you. You're an amazing dancer. A lot of guys myself included were getting pretty turned on by your moves. But you already know you're hot, you don't need me telling you that. What I want to know is what do you want?"

He left the question open, curious to see how she would frame the answer.
 
"Why have you been watching me? Bit creepy and stalkerish of you." She said as her hand played with her hair. He led her to a table. He sat down so she decided to sit across from him. His eyes stared her up and down. She listened to what he had to say.

"Thanks for stating the obvious about me being an amazing dancer. By the way I don't appreciate you telling me I turn you on and I am not flattered." She said. She was surprised when he asked what she wanted. She did not know how to respond.

"I want to just do my job. I don't want you hitting on me. Your not getting into my pants. I know what guys like you want and that's to fuck and to lead a girl on. I don't need that again." She said.
 
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