Robert

Twenty minutes later, Max, Monte, the dame, and I were sitting in front of Craig who looked like he was having a panic attack. He was cooking. Which he only does when he's

Stressed

Horny

Just had a bad breakup

Today must have been a combination of all three because that kid was really going at it. I'm not sure the last time our stove was used so much. But at least it gave me somewhere to look other than the girl with no pants on.

This is a very hard thing to do.

Max

She had no pants. Robert kept stealing glances at her when he thought Monte wouldn't see. But he did. And so did everyone else.

"So, uh, who the hell are you?" I asked, breaking the cement thick wall of awkward that had built up.

"I'm Serena." She flashed that brilliant smile at us all. "I met Monte outside of the party yesterday." She turned to him and gave him a look that would've made my pee-pee hard. "Then things got crazy as shit."

"Well you know who we are."

She laughed, damn; even her laugh turned me on. "Kinda hard not to. I fucking love your band. Ever since I heard 'There's No Sympathy For The Dead' I've been crazy about learning the bass."

"That's my favorite track." Craig finally spoke up.

"Its awesome," she agreed, "But I would've thought your favorite would be 'Its Just Me'. The vocals are super hardcore in that one."

Even looking at the back of his head you could tell Craig was flustered, flattered, and possibly more turned on than I was by her seductively husky voice.

And now, I knew I had competition.

"I could give you lessons." I offered looking her straight in the eye. It was something I did with Lexus . . . it made them want you.

"Oh! God thanks, but you're a busy guy."

"I can make time."

"Really?"

"Anything for a fan." More like anything for a girl as good looking as you.

Craig

Finally I stopped cooking. "I have an appointment with the stage guy for tonight's show. I won't be back 'til late." I looked at Serena hoping she caught my drift, but she was busy cooing at Max.

Damn.

Monte

I bet you're thinking I didn't notice when she looked away. Believe me. I noticed.

Was she some sort of Siren? Or Succubus? Or maybe she was just another horny girl hoping for cock.

I felt my face grow hot. No way, was Byan Monte Money losing to a guy like Max Green. Time for shy boy to step it up a notch.