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~*~*Chapter Twelve*~*~







*Xtremjiggy*

 8-2-2000 



***

It was 11:54 and Justin was sitting in his chair, staring at Brittney 
across the table.

"You know if we were in New York you'd be 18 by now," Justin said.

Brittney laughed and leaned back in her chair.  "Shhhh, I'm riding out 
my 
last minutes of jailbaitness."

Justin laughed nervously and bounced his leg up and down quickly.  The 
party had ended a few minutes earlier with the managers saying it was 
time 
to disperse and rest for the night.  They had come up to Brittney's 
room, 
Justin not really caring about Haley as she had been too drunk to 
recognize 
that Justin was leaving with a different girl.

"What time is it?" Justin asked.

Brittney was beginning to feel antsy herself, and she glanced at her 
watch. 
  "Four minutes."

"God."  Justin rubbed his hands over his face.  "I should just go take 
a 
cold shower."

"We both could," she replied huskily and smiled.

He shook his head.  "Don't.  Don't until I can ravage you."

She grinned and stretched her arms over her head sticking out her 
chest.  
She moaned softly as she dropped her hands back down and rubbed them up 
and 
down her thighs slowly.

Justin's eyes rolled back in his head.  "Fuck it."  He got up and 
grabbed 
her, pulling her out of the chair and throwing her onto the bed.

She giggled as he hurriedly removed both of their clothes and she lay 
there 
on the bed in her underwear, staring up at him innocently.  He took her 
wrist and looked at the time.  30 seconds.  He yanked his boxers off 
and she 
laughed as she helped him with her own underwear.  He positioned 
himself 
between her legs and looked at the watch again.

"Five . . . four . . ."  His breath came heavily and it was all he 
could do 
not to take her before the clock struck twelve.  "Three . . . two . . 
."  He 
turned his head and looked into her eyes.  "One," he whispered.

***

'God, I need to get some,' Chris thought, brushing a hand through his 
hair. 
  After Kelli had left, he hadn't had much to do, literally.  His eyes 
brushed over everyone in the room and he skipped most of them over, 
seeing 
as most of them already had boyfriends or were people Chris just 
wouldn't be 
able to stand.  Like Cat and Christine.

His eyes landed on a young brunette sitting in the corner, sipping a 
Coke 
and laughing with JC.  He cocked his head to one side as a thought 
entered 
his head.

'NO!' he mentally berated himself.  'You CAN NOT and WILL NOT bang 
Justin's 
crackhead cousin.  That is a no-no, Chris.  A no-no!'

But he couldn't take his eyes off of Amber.  'God, I'm a perv,' he 
thought. 
  'She's 11 years younger than me.  But legal.  And hot.'

He weighed it in his mind.  'Damn it, Chirs, stop.  You can't do 
that.'

He sighed.  'That is completely out of the question.'

***

"Hey, Chris, would you walk me to my room?"

Chris' head snapped up from his drink and landed on Amber's sweet 
face, 
smiling down at him softly.  He felt himself get a little excited at 
the 
thought and immediately scolded Chris Jr. for jumping the gun like 
that.  He 
couldn't do it.  She was a vulnerable young girl.

"Sure," he replied with a smile, standing up.

She intertwined her fingers with his, much to his delight, as they 
walked 
towards the elevators, stepping on as three older people stepped off.  
Chris 
reached out and pushed the button.  Amber held his hand in front of 
her, 
brushing against her lower stomach lightly.  He gulped and looked up at 
the 
ceiling, willing Chris Jr. to cut it out.

He walked her all the way to her door and she let go of his hand to 
find 
her key.  Chris' excitement hadn't gone unnoticed by Amber, and she was 
hoping to have a little fun with Chris that night.  If only she could 
figure 
out exactly how to entice him into her room.  She unlocked the door and 
pushed it open softly, turning to Chris as she did so.

"Do you want to come in?" she asked.

"Um . . . I really shouldn't, Amber . . ."

She stepped closer to him, and she knew he could feel her hot breath 
on his 
skin.  "Shouldn't you do another check?"

Chris gulped.  "I . . . um . . ."

"Maybe a strip search," she whispered in his ear and ran her tongue 
down 
his jawline slowly, and he closed his eyes briefly.

'Damn it Chris Jr.'  He looked up at her.  "I really . . ."

She brushed her hand against the growing bulge in the front of Chris' 
pants 
and he nearly doubled over.  "I asked you if you wanted to come in," 
she 
whispered again.

He nodded, his eyes closed.  "Yeah, uh huh.  I do."

Twenty minutes and a snort of Cocaine from the bag taped behind the 
toilet 
in her bathroom for Amber later, the bedsprings were creaking so loud, 
Chris 
was sure Justin would hear it and come beat his ass.

"Oh . . . God . . . Chris . . . YES!"

Chris grunted with every thrust he made into her, his eyes straying 
all 
over her naked body below him.

'Justin's . . . gonna . . . fucking . . . kill me,' he thought with 
each 
thrust.  Too bad, it just felt so good.

***

"WHOA VERONICA COME HERE!" JC hissed down the hallway.

Veronica skipped to her best friend's side in front of Amber's room's 
door. 
  "Yeah?"

"Shhh!" he commanded.  "I was just gonna go do the check on Amber, but 
listen!"

Veronica was quiet, listening.

"Oh . . . God . . . Chris . . . YES!"

"Sounds to me like she's already getting checked."  Veronica exploded 
into 
a fit of giggles and JC tried to hold his in, grabbing onto her and 
holding 
her to him, his hand covering her mouth.

"Shhhh," he whispered, his mouth next to her ear.

She slowly calmed down, and was expecting JC to let go of her, but he 
didn't.  He held her close, his hand rubbing up and down her arm.  He 
sent 
thrills racing through her body and before she knew it, she could feel 
his 
lips all over her neck and she closed her eyes, tipping her head to the 
side 
as he worked her over, his hands finding their way to her breasts, 
covering 
them softly and squeezing lightly.

"God damn," Cat muttered from down the hall.

"Get a room," Christine agreed.

The two girls turned their heads as they heard giggling in the other 
direction and Cat's face contorted into a look of complete disgust and 
agony 
as she watched an obviously drunk Joey tote an obviously drunk Haley 
towards 
his room.

"God damn it must be a fucking full moon," Cat muttered.

"Fucking is right."

The two girls looked at each other and burst into giggles, pushing 
open the 
door to their room.

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