"Wowwwww zoweee!! I LOVE you people!!" Zac waved wildly at the tv camera until the camera man signaled that he had stopped filming. Zac stomped away from the set disgustedly, fumbling around in his pockets for a cigarette.
"If I have to say 'I love you people' one more mother loving time, I SWEAR to God, i'm gonna have to whoop some serious ass."
" Zac, you know i dont like you talking like that-" Mrs. Hanson started.
"Shut up PLEASE!!!I've had a hard day, and the last thing i need right now is you barking in my ear nonstop." Mrs. Hanson sighed, and watched her son swagger out of the studio, puffing on a Marlboro like there was no tomorrow.
"Touring has been hard on him," she whispered to a nearby crew member.
"Sure ma'am."
Zac bounded up the stairs, and walked down the hall to his dressing room, muttering obscenities as he sucked on his almost dead cigarette. Tapings always left him in a bad mood, he was always expected to be so damn cutsie, and --
Hey! whats that? Weird noises were coming from Isaac's dressing room. Kinda sounded like him and Marlaine were having a hard time moving some heavy furniture.
I guess I'll help 'em out, we cant have Marlaine hurting her pretty little self now can we? Zac stepped in the door, and to his surprise, Marlaine and Isaac weren't moving furniture at all! He stepped back into the hall quickly. Had they seen him? Zac smacked his hand over his grin,just in time to stifle a burst of laughter. What he had just seen was priceless. Marlaine and Issac were rolling around on the floor, so engrossed in each other, that they hadnt even noticed him watching.
Zac darted into his parents dressing room, and grabbed the video camera they normally used for taping their fans or performances. Well, this was one performance Zac was NOT gonna let go undocumented!! He cracked the door open a bit, and pressed record.
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"Soooo," Taylor drawled, his eyes glued to Corky's tan thigh, " Do you live around here?"
"Well, no. Wait! Yeah, kinda. Um, wait, uhhh." Taylor could see he wasnt gonna get anywhere if she was this tense.
"It was pretty crowded out there, you must be pretty thirsty. Want something to drink?"
"Ya, that would be nice actually." Taylor stood up, and looked her up and down appreciatively. Her hair was rather disheveled, falling in fine tangles to her waist. Wispy blonde curls had formed on her forehead. Her startling aquamarine eyes stared around his disorganized dressing room as he poured out two glasses of Sprite. He popped open two little bottles of vodka he had snitched from the plane, and emptied the contents into their drinks. Taylor could hold his alchohol very well, he'd had enough drinking contests with his older brother to prove that, but hopefully it would loosen her up a bit.
Taylor returned to the couch, and offered Corky the frosty glass. She gulped it down thirstily, and let out a cute little hiccup.
"S'cuse me!"
Taylor draped his tan, muscled arm around her petite shoulders. "So, where were we?" he growled in his sexiest voice.
"Well," she murmered, leaning forward,"I think we were talking about--"
Taylor was not listening to the rest of her sentance, because he was concentrating on her newly displayed cleavage like a first grader studies a booger. Well, maybe something more pleasant than a booger, like a popsicle. She was more relaxed now, it looked like the vodka was doing its thing. Corky was starting to babble.
"Shhhhh" taylor whispered, placing his finger gently on her heart shaped lips. He softly traced the outline of her pout, and walked his fingers to a stop right under her chin. He tilted her head just a little, and moved in closely for a kiss. Corky breathed in sharply. The feeling of his rough stubble nuzzling her cheek was incredibly sexy.
Corky may have been acting the part of an innocent little girl, but she was no dummy when it came to making out with boys. She was a Californian blonde with perky breasts for godsakes.
Taylor got really into it, kissing her hungrily, and not showing any signs of slowing down. She wrapped her slender arms around taylors muscular back, and could feel his hard muscles flexing and moving beneath his tight black tee.
He let his warm hands slide down her sides, untill his fingers were resting on her thighs. Corky pulled him in closer, so he took this as a good sign. His hand slid over the top of her smooth leg, under her dress. Suddenly, she crossed her legs. Uh oh, bad sign. He shifted his hand, and caressed her cute belly, discovering a bellybutton ring. He fingered the smooth silver, and slid it in between his sensitive fingertips. This seemed to have a special effect on Corky, because she let out a small moan, and kissed him deeper. Taylors hand reached around her waist, where he rubbed the small of her back ever so softly, and massaged along her spine, until he got to her bra strap. The clasp easily popped open beneath his sure fingers. Corky reached under her dress and took hold of his hand to Taylors immense disapointment Ohhh, shit- and placed it on top of her left breast, Yess! her mind racing the whole time.
Ohh, he's so sexy, and he kisses like a god! Too bad im just another fling to him...
The thought saddened her a little. He was really feeling her breast now, and she figured if he had the right to grope, she did too. She leaned back onto the soft velvety couch, so that Taylor could lower his hard body on top of hers. I've always wanted to do this.....wait till i tell Lisa! She traced her fingers along his rippling lower back muscles, and slid her small hands down the back of his loose jeans. until they rested on top of his round--
What the hell???? my hands CANNOT be on top of Taylor Hanson's ASS right now!!!!! I can't beleive this!!!! It sure is perfect though......
And it was definately one of the most perfect specimens she had ever encountered. She noticed the really small details, like how soft his cotton boxers felt, and how muscular yet round it was. I wonder what he feels like underneath these cute undies..... She decided to find out, since a chance like this only comes once in a really lucky lifetime. She snuck her cool hand under the elastic, and stroked his smooth skin. He was letting her suck on his tounge. She opened her eyes, and marveled at how his thick eyelashes curled against his smooth cheek. If she kept going like this, she was gonna do something she regretted, even if it WAS with Taylor Hanson. She summoned all her will power, and broke the kiss. She sat, up, breathing hard, and explained that it was time to stop. Taylor nodded a little disappointedly, but settled for another quick kiss she planted on his damp cheek, before she left, walking a little unsteadily. She paused at the door, and looked back, to find him staring wistfully into space, and then she turned back to the task of walking back outside to her waiting friends with out fainting.