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uneasiness about the tour kicking
off the next day and about the television show, which would be a new experience
for all of them.
But he couldn’t shake the odd feeling. He
glanced over at Tommy who was having a good time and tried to relax. Tommy
didn’t seem to be having any concerns.
Tyler looked down at the girl who was
rubbing up against his crotch. Even with this girl smashing her tits against
him and making sure he got a good look down her shirt, his cock felt dead to
the world. She had been talking about the Rock Star Diaries show non-stop and
he had been trying just as hard to tune her out.
He took a gulp of beer. “Hey, baby.
What’s your favorite Cold Fusion song? I’ll sing it for you at the show
tomorrow.”
She squealed. “Oooooh. Will you say my
name, too? It’s Brenda. Brenda Butler.”
Tyler smiled. “If I remember it. What
song?”
She pressed her hand against his cock. “Oh,
it doesn’t matter. Any will do.”
“Yeah, but what’s your favorite?”
“Uh, I just love them all. I’m such a big
fan of your music. Uh, how about the one that’s on the radio all the time.
That’s my favorite one!” She was smiling so brightly up at him.
Right. He brushed her hand away from his cock. “You mean Slutty
Girls? That’s your favorite song?”
She laughed, completely oblivious to the
fact that he had just made up a song. “Yes! That one. I just love it. Will you
sing that one for me?”
Twenty minutes later he was doing a line
of coke. Easy chicks had never bothered him before. These weird thoughts and
feelings had been dragging down his entire night. It made him uncomfortable. Everyone
wanted a piece of him, but they didn’t really give a shit about him. But now, the
blow was kicking in and he felt invincible again. And whatever had gotten him
so fucked in the head, didn’t matter any more.
When it started to wear off later that
night, he bumped a second line. Sometime after that, Tommy came over to him with
a new beer and somehow Tommy fucking knew. Tyler registered the look of
disappointment on Tommy’s face, but by that time, he didn’t give a fuck. He was
feeling on top of the world again. Things were set right. His odd feelings
about the people surrounding him had melted away. It was time for fun.
The bodyguard had driven him and a random
girl he grabbed at the last moment back to the hotel. He had no idea what had
happened to Brenda Butler and he didn’t care. He had been partying too hard to
notice.
Back at the hotel room, Tyler started
feeling jittery and anxious again. Even while the girl with the huge tits
writhed naked on his bed, he couldn’t shake the smothering feeling. If he had
more blow, he would do it, no question.
Instead, he kicked the girl out of his
room. He tossed her clothes on the bed. “Sorry, honey. But it’s not going to
happen tonight. I’m just too fucked up.”
She tried to persuade him for a little
bit, but eventually gave up. “So, you don’t mind if I tell my friends that we
had sex, do you? I’ll tell everyone you were really good.”
He pulled her handbag off the floor and
gave it to her. “Tell them whatever you want.”
It wouldn’t be the first time some chick
posted stuff all over the internet about him that wasn’t true. This one had even
insisted on a picture of them together. He wondered if he looked as fucked up in
it as he felt.
When she left, he broke out the tiny
liquor bottles in his room’s minibar, hoping they would settle him down some.
They didn’t and he felt like fuck for hours as he came down from his high.
***
The banging in his head wasn’t going
away. And it wasn’t in his head. Someone was banging on his fucking door.
“Tyler, if you don’t open up right this
instance, I’m going to come in and get you.”
It was a woman, but he was still so
groggy, he had no idea who it could be. The TV was on without the volume, so he
grabbed the remote from the nightstand and clicked it off. He
off the next day and about the television show, which would be a new experience
for all of them.
But he couldn’t shake the odd feeling. He
glanced over at Tommy who was having a good time and tried to relax. Tommy
didn’t seem to be having any concerns.
Tyler looked down at the girl who was
rubbing up against his crotch. Even with this girl smashing her tits against
him and making sure he got a good look down her shirt, his cock felt dead to
the world. She had been talking about the Rock Star Diaries show non-stop and
he had been trying just as hard to tune her out.
He took a gulp of beer. “Hey, baby.
What’s your favorite Cold Fusion song? I’ll sing it for you at the show
tomorrow.”
She squealed. “Oooooh. Will you say my
name, too? It’s Brenda. Brenda Butler.”
Tyler smiled. “If I remember it. What
song?”
She pressed her hand against his cock. “Oh,
it doesn’t matter. Any will do.”
“Yeah, but what’s your favorite?”
“Uh, I just love them all. I’m such a big
fan of your music. Uh, how about the one that’s on the radio all the time.
That’s my favorite one!” She was smiling so brightly up at him.
Right. He brushed her hand away from his cock. “You mean Slutty
Girls? That’s your favorite song?”
She laughed, completely oblivious to the
fact that he had just made up a song. “Yes! That one. I just love it. Will you
sing that one for me?”
Twenty minutes later he was doing a line
of coke. Easy chicks had never bothered him before. These weird thoughts and
feelings had been dragging down his entire night. It made him uncomfortable. Everyone
wanted a piece of him, but they didn’t really give a shit about him. But now, the
blow was kicking in and he felt invincible again. And whatever had gotten him
so fucked in the head, didn’t matter any more.
When it started to wear off later that
night, he bumped a second line. Sometime after that, Tommy came over to him with
a new beer and somehow Tommy fucking knew. Tyler registered the look of
disappointment on Tommy’s face, but by that time, he didn’t give a fuck. He was
feeling on top of the world again. Things were set right. His odd feelings
about the people surrounding him had melted away. It was time for fun.
The bodyguard had driven him and a random
girl he grabbed at the last moment back to the hotel. He had no idea what had
happened to Brenda Butler and he didn’t care. He had been partying too hard to
notice.
Back at the hotel room, Tyler started
feeling jittery and anxious again. Even while the girl with the huge tits
writhed naked on his bed, he couldn’t shake the smothering feeling. If he had
more blow, he would do it, no question.
Instead, he kicked the girl out of his
room. He tossed her clothes on the bed. “Sorry, honey. But it’s not going to
happen tonight. I’m just too fucked up.”
She tried to persuade him for a little
bit, but eventually gave up. “So, you don’t mind if I tell my friends that we
had sex, do you? I’ll tell everyone you were really good.”
He pulled her handbag off the floor and
gave it to her. “Tell them whatever you want.”
It wouldn’t be the first time some chick
posted stuff all over the internet about him that wasn’t true. This one had even
insisted on a picture of them together. He wondered if he looked as fucked up in
it as he felt.
When she left, he broke out the tiny
liquor bottles in his room’s minibar, hoping they would settle him down some.
They didn’t and he felt like fuck for hours as he came down from his high.
***
The banging in his head wasn’t going
away. And it wasn’t in his head. Someone was banging on his fucking door.
“Tyler, if you don’t open up right this
instance, I’m going to come in and get you.”
It was a woman, but he was still so
groggy, he had no idea who it could be. The TV was on without the volume, so he
grabbed the remote from the nightstand and clicked it off. He
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