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it. It’s a good idea.”
    “It’s not gonna happen. Just drop it.”
    “So I guess that means you’re staying with your mother and stepfather this summer.” Beth snorted with amusement. “That should be fun. How’s Ed?”
    As a rule, Jessica tried not to think of her stepfather, Ed. The way he always stared at her with his protruding eyes. Accidentally touched her and rubbed up against her. Picked the bathroom door lock to catch her in the shower. Watched her sleep. Used her toothbrush “by mistake.” One time she’d caught him jacking off in her closet with her panties wrapped around his pathetic cock. Jessica shuddered. Ed was a good enough reason to avoid going home, but her mother’s inevitable “blame Jessica for my darling hubby’s weakness” position was too much to bear.
    Jessica covered her churning stomach with one hand.
    There was nothing wrong with exotic dancing, really. Perfectly legal. Great money. Potentially empowering. Maybe it was time for her physical gifts to give her something besides anxiety.
    “Paradise Found, huh? Do you have Aggie’s number?”

Chapter 3
    In the dimly lit bedroom of Sinners’ tour bus, Sed gazed down at the bombshell blonde. She pressed her unnaturally firm breast into his arm, a coy smile on her hot pink lips.
    “But Sed, the show’s sold out.” She pouted and placed a presumptuous hand on his belly. “Don’t you have some extra tickets?” When he didn’t respond, her hand drifted toward the low waistband of his jeans.
    These chicks were all the same.
    “I might.” Sed rubbed his jaw. He needed to shave before they headed to the club for his lead guitarist’s bachelor party. He had a few minutes, though.
    “Can I have them?”
    “Depends. What will you give me in return?”
    Her hand gripped his waistband and she jerked him toward her. “I’ll suck you off.”
    They never offered to do his laundry.
    Sed fished several condoms out of his pocket and examined them. “I’ve got cherry or piña colada flavored.”
    “A condom?” She wrinkled her too-perfect-to-be-God-given nose at him. As hot as she was, with her bleached hair, bronze tan, and long pink fingernails, she radiated fake.
    “I don’t know where your mouth’s been.”
    She shrugged and grabbed a condom out of his hand. “Whatever.”
    She opened the fly of his pants and freed his half-hard dick from its confines. By the time she unrolled the condom over his cock, he was rock hard.
    “I wasn’t expecting you to be so big,” she said in awe.
    “Afraid you can’t take it?” he said, grinning crookedly.
    “No, I think I want you to fuck me.”
    “You think ?”
    She grabbed the base of his shaft and encircled its head with her bright pink lips. Overly plump lips. What did they call that shit they injected into them? Collagen?
    At times like these, he missed Jessica. Jessica had been real.
    The blonde on her knees drew Sed into the warm recess of her mouth, sucking gently. He closed his eyes, picturing Jessica’s face while Fake-n-bake sucked him. He placed a hand on the top of her head, finding her hair sticky with hair spray. He didn’t even know this chick’s name. She’d accosted him outside the tour bus only ten minutes ago, when he’d been backing Myrna’s ’57 Thunderbird off the trailer. Myrna was a sweetheart for letting them borrow her car to take her man to a strip club. Any other bride-to-be would have told them to walk.
    The blonde pulled back, allowing Sed’s cock to spring free of her mouth. The fact that he could think indicated she couldn’t keep his interest. Few women did. He opened his eyes to find her staring up at him.
    “Okay, now I know I want you to fuck me,” she said.
    Sed checked the time on the clock radio beside the queen-sized bed. “I don’t have time. The guys are gonna want to leave in half an hour.”
    “I don’t care if you hurry.”
    She climbed to her feet and peeled her tank top over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Didn’t