Disclaimer: Don't own. If I did, Nickelodeon would disavow all knowledge of Victorious, and given what Schneider was accused of, that's saying something….

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Trina felt, if she was honest, she had better things to do then sit there waiting for someone she'd never quite been friends with. "Trina, right?" The question brought her out of her thoughts.

The woman standing there was short, taller then Cat but not by much, with larger bosoms and a Polynesian coloration. The Latinia briefly wondered who she could be, except for the dark skinned man trying to look comfortable standing just beside her. "Andre." The greeting was flat, keeping the sense of betrayal the older girl felt at bay.

"Trina, look, I know, been a minute, and we were never really friends…" The musician babbled, only to stop when the woman next to him placed a hand on his shoulder.

"So you're who? Kiko maybe?" Trina wondered.

"Believe it or not, not the one he dated in high school, though I have met her." Kiko said. "But yes, my name is Kiko, and I'm with Andre here. Look, I'm so glad you agreed to talk to us. I know, that social group really disappeared after high school, and you're sister… lets not go into whats going on in her love life. Lets just say, Andre is sorry he abandoned her, and you guys, and should have sought you out, even if he didn't need this massive favor."

"It's not that big." Andre started.

"Look, you have two choices." Kiko said, her body showing she didn't want the fight she may have to have. "Either you let me explain it my way, OR you tell her. You're choice."

"Okay, you can tell her." Andre relented, obviously not crazy about what they had to ask. Either that, or the subject made him nervous..

"Okay, sorry about that." The Polynesian woman smiled. "God, sorry, but this is the kind of meeting that has to happen out here, in public, but it's also the kind of topic that should be discussed in private. Only, once you hear our problem, I'm thinking you'll want the safety of the public eye around us. Just, for me, for us, this is hard."

"You need a kidney?" Trina asked. "No, this sounds more sexual. So, what is it I can do for you. And Dre, you know what Tori's up to, so if you want back in her life…"

"I'm back." He said. "Jade and me, always been friends. It wasn't… Sorry, we were discussing something important…" He looked around, nervous and, Trina thought, ashamed.

"Okay, clock is ticking, what do you need from me?" Trina stated, getting frustrated.

"Listen to our story, and then, see if you can help?" Kiko asked. "Not that it's a story. Not gonna tell you how we met, how we dated, how we got serious. Those things, while stuff I'd love to share with you, they take time and don't really help us get to the meat of the problem. And yes, we're having a problem."

"Which is?" The impatient woman prompted.

"I'm a…" Dre started, only to stop.

"Once we got physical, and god, it took longer then it should have." Kiko said, to save her man from explaining. "But it turns out my Dre has a problem, not the one you're thinking, but he has a problem, and it's been getting worse."

"And how do I help fix this problem?" Trina asked, not happy about any of this.

"Okay, I thought we could do it here, but obviously not." Kiko sighed. "So, we rented a room, not far from here, or we can talk at you place."

"I thought you lived in the city?" Trina asked, not worrying about the request yet. "Were you planning on something, maybe?"

"Yea, a date night." Kiko said. "Only, his problem, which he's sworn he had a hold on, it came up again, and…"

"He can't get it up, can he?" Trina chuckled.

"NO!" Kiko shut the laughter down. "I mean, you want an explanation, follow, cause I can't do this here."

Trina wasn't interested in following them, but did anyways, because while she and her sister were way close, she hadn't known Andre was back in Tori's life, and felt left out of that part of her sisters no longer secret affairs. Soon, far quicker then anyone would have liked, they were entering a nice hotel room. "Nice. Andre, you're making money, aren't you?"

"I make more." Kiko said. "It's complicated how, just, I do."

"Ouch, unmanned again." Trina poked fun at the boy. "Sorry, that was rude of me. And you, having problems…."

"Thats just it." Andre cut her off, now free to express his frustration. "Being unmanned turns me on. It used to be minor, but made it hard for me to make the move before I figured it out. But in time, I used porn, and an active imagination, to picture my girls with others. Only, when I was with Kiko, I got worse. I knew, in my heart, it wasn't real. We tried swinging, but…" He stopped, looking to his girl.

"But, I can't do that any more. I mean, it was fun, until it wasn't." Kiko now looked upset, and spent a moment gathering herself. "I need my sex, long term, I need it in a relationship. I feel better when I'm in a relationship, and I…" She swallowed. "Turns out, as long as he's watching me get railed, it doesn't much matter the gender of my lover. So, we were wondering, can we maybe date you?"

"Let me get this clear." Trina was now very serious. "After pretty much ignoring I ever lived, for a few years after I graduated, even when I started making a name for myself in entertainment…."

"You direct those cheesy Spanish language shows." Andre cut in.

"And even after that, you pretended I was never in your lives. Only now, you show up needing this huge favor, and I'm supposed to say yes?" Trina glared at Andre.

"Please, we need this, and he felt you could do it." Kiko smiled a soft, seductive smile. "My sex life depends on someone we can share, kinda, cause I'd be the one sexing you up, mostly. Hell, we'd be doing it far more then he'd do either of us, and he'd only touch you if you wanted. I just, I need to be in a relationship to make the sex feel right, and I need this." She was in front of Trina now, lips inches from the other girls, and Trina realized why they were in the hotel room.

'It's a seduction all right. Only, not for some three-way fantasy. No, this is an audition, to see if I can play their sick games." Trina gulped. 'Only, I walked into it, and Kiko, she's hot, the kind of hot I used to never notice. God, she's gonna fuck me into being their third…'

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"And then what happened?" Heather asked, eyes ablaze with curiosity. The girl was both the living example of the well intentioned white girl, and a counter, in that she directed for the same show Trina did, and had quickly picked up enough of the culture and language to provide a realistic experience that still challenged the audience to think.

"What do you think?" Trina sighed. "She fucked me. Right there, in front of her man, a guy I've known for years, she seduced me, sexed me up, and lay next to me, cuddling. And then Andre, he goes and gets in bed, other side of her, and just holds her. Still dressed, except he had the decency to remove his shoes, but he's holding her, totally in love, and I knew, I was caught."

"How were you caught?" The white girl wondered. "I mean, fist date, and people only fall in love that quickly in story books."

"Looking at what they had, I realized, I was missing the loving relationship." Trina tried to explain. "I knew, I wasn't gonna come between them, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to be a part of the whole. A fucking thrupple, and I was the one they were inviting to join. So, I'm laying there, naked, and I realized, I needed to stake my demands right there, let them know I wasn't gonna come cheap."

"Okay, so you're naked, and negotiating. That had to be awkward." Heather smirked. "Did you ask for a parking space with your name on it?"

"They don't do that here." Trina snapped. "Okay, some of the higher ups, but…"

"Like my daddy." The white girl interrupted.

"Nepo baby." Trina sniped.

"And my boyfriend knows it." Heather agreed. "Sorry, you were negotiating?"

"I knew Kiko wanted the whole relationship chiz, but what about Andre?" Trina filled in. "So we talked it out, my goals, their goals, everything, but nothing was set in stone. We're keeping it light for now, seeing where things go, with an eye on a long term situation where I'd functionally be… Yea, I don't remember who said it, thinking it was Dre, but just as Kiko will be his wife one day, I'd be hers. I'd have some penis rights, not that many, but she wants kids, and wanted the pathway open for me to have some too."

"And you agreed to this?" The other director asked. "Of course you did. We're both hot, and I only have my boyfriend cause I met him at that party dad threw. You, you're your sisters sister, but you just don't… How is that…" She looked for words.

"Mason is very happy to have a trained killer, his words, as his new assistant." Trina said. "Though she has a LOT more job security then just an assistant. No, Jade is his strong right hand, dealing with the fragile egos of the various artists, and cutting those who need to go without mercy. Girl was born to be a music industry executive. Tori, she's handling her new position in life very well. Promised new lines painted on the streets. A people pleaser like her, loves being an elected official, and with Jade earning the big money…"

"She can afford it." Heather sighed. "Should never have asked. Still, I'd have thought you'd meet all kinds of A-listers as your sisters relative?"

"Only they're not that interested in local politics, and she's not that interested in going national." Trina explained. "And Andre, he agreed to my terms, before even Kiko, and I suspect it's because I now know something he'd hate to hate used against him. Besides, he works as a session player, at Neutronium, and writes and sells music on the side. Good as he is, his music has always been shallow, and it's limited him. Kiko, she makes good money as a Publicist. Never in the limelight, but celebrities need her help, and that was how Andre was fishing for others, before she put her foot down."

"Totally get it, never sleep with your clients." Heather nodded. "Muddies the waters. Speaking of, you see the drek the writers are coming up with now. Gonna talk with the producers, see about cutting this chiz off now, before they rob me of a second daytime Spanish language television award."

The conversation returned to work, and Trina agreed, it would be best to rein in the new creator in the writers room. 'Showrunner is supposed to do that, but ours can get caught up in his own chiz, and forget we're making quality here.' She shook her head. "Why'd they hired Robbie? Mans not a writer? Oh, yea, they needed someone who would go to the writers and…'

Trina was done thinking about it, and focused on the rest of her day. She'd drawn a different assignment to direct that week, two short commercials, and had to work on making sure both were made quickly and under budget.

'Andre admitted, towards the end, he was wanting to see her with two other dudes at once, and she wasn't having it.' Trina thought as she walked off towards her days work. 'They should be ready for the next scene. When did commercials get so chizzing complicated? Whatever, I have this, and then, I have a date where Kiko will romance me, then seduce me, cause if she's not nailing me three to four times per week, she'll have trouble getting Andre to perform more then maybe once per week. Don't understand those numbers, cause for some of those nights, he won't even be there. Just her, me, and a libido that Andre promised me would only grow as she got comfortable thinking of me as her girlfriend.'

Trina was smiling as she texted both her significant others, letting them know she was excited about that night, their six week anniversary. 'The night I see if me and Andre are compatible.' Then she focused on the models she was trying to convince to say the right lines while looking hot. "And action!"

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So, just a normal, boring story of boy and girl go to girl asking her to be their third. You must have read a dozen just today… Thoughts?