|Geez's pov|
My hands were shaking I was so nervous. The Christmas party was in 3 hours and I hated the feeling of disappointing everyone. Greg noticed my trembling hands and pulled me aside and kissing me on the cheek, trying to make some effort of calm me down. I closed my eyes for a second and sighed.

"I just don't want to fuck up, okay?!" I yelled. My spasms like this were spontaneous and very quick. I had a short fuse when I was put under pressure like this.

My face turned red and I embarrassed myself once again with guilt and anger. "I'm sorry, luv. I didn't mean to." I hugged him, throwing my face into his chest.

"I know you didn't, dear. All you need to do it relax." I looked up at him. His eyes were nice and calm and his smile was young and new on his face.

We left the kitchen, as he led me to the bedroom and I shut the door behind me. I sat on the bed wondering what he was going to do next.

He search though his wardobe and found a silk cloth. He came over to me and tied the cloth over my eyes. "Can you see anything?" I shook my head. "Golden, hun. Now just focus on the other senses. Focus on my voice... I'm here. I won't leave you."

I did as I was told and laid on the bed, without any question.

"I'm going to make love to you now, okay? Just relax, I'm not going to hurt you. Just breathe, my love."

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|Bobby's pov|
"Hey, Chris, hun- how do I look?" I pushed some light brown hair from my face and giggled.

"I don't know. But this is how you make me feel." He kiss me hard on the lips against the wall. A kiss that left me breathless. My dear Chris was always like that. Always doing something to surprise me, and it was really cute the way he did it.

"I find you incredibly sexy, my darling, in that outfit." He whispered into my ear, low and very attractive.

"Oh, just you wait to see what's under it," I smiled as I unpinned my arms from his loose grip on them.

Chris and I hopped into the car, that had to be a decade old maybe at the least and he drove with his left hand on my thigh, under my dress a little bit.

To be fair, I was a short dress and I had a garter belt on, but whatever.

I yelped, dropping an unlit cigarette as he hooked his index finger on the elastic of my lace panties. He smiled innocently, looking at me with blemishless eyes like nothing happened at all.

"He can be cute playing dirty games like this. I'm going to do the same, but later." I thought, smiling deviliously and my hand went up to pick up another unlit cig that laying in the ash tray. I lit up and rolled down the window, even though if was way below freezing out, as we got closer to the house.

"Hey, Chris, you mind? I got to crawl in the backseat for something." I needed my small purse, with everything a girl needs: toothbrush, cigs, lipstick, chapstick, soy sauce packets, hair ties, a lighter, my wallet, pictures of other people for sabotage. Most of Keith, Ann and Ian, because I hang around them way too much.

I could feel him staring at my arse as I climbed in the backseat. He tensed up, shifting his seat to stop the stiff. I wasn't going to work. By the end of the night he was going to be begging for me.

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|Jane's Pov|
I finished up in my journal, and threw it into my nightstand. "C'mon, Jane, we're going to be late for the party." Roger yelled from across our home.

By late, he meant two and half hours early. He just wanted to have sex in the backseat of the car, before we went to pick up David. I laughed at this.

I straighten up my room, as straight as George Harrison's hair in the 70s which was the best I could do at the moment. I looked in the mirror and unwrinkled my pyschedelic paisley blouse, saved my bellbottom leg from being askew.

I hummed the bassline that I made up a day ago, grabbing my jacket from the closet and left the bedroom.

Roger was looking like Roger Rabbit, his arms cross and his foot tapping rapidly with a toothpick in his mouth. Of course I giggled, and kissed his cheek on my tiptoes. He's just too cute sometimes.

"Oh, luv. Why so stiff today?" I smirked and walking behind him, slapping his denim clad ass.

I giggled and he didn't look amused or he was just really good as hiding it. I rolling my eyes at the bassist and walking outside into the Lemans with Rog following close behind.