“Sure, Paul. Of course, I’ll be there! I can’t wait to meet them! Thanks for letting me know.” “No problem, Ali. We always love having you around backstage. You’re lots of fun. I just hope you’ll find what you really want…for once.” “Me too…” she mumbled. Ali sighed wistfully, she let out a little moan, and her gorgeous face frowned as she hung up the phone. Another waste of her valuable time? Ali certainly hoped not. This band sounded interesting, so she’d give them a try. Five brand new men. Perhaps one of them would finally be able to light her fire…to give her what she’d craved and desired for months. An arched blonde eyebrow lifted, her bright blue eyes glowed. Ali’s frown disappeared, once she’d considered all of the possible perks her quest could bring. She gave a wide grin and Ali squealed at the thought. Oh, yes! She couldn’t wait! The benefits would be great. And the one missing piece that she’d been searching for…aching for…that lovely, lusty, long lasting stud might be just around the corner. She decided to be more optimistic about this next band’s future prospects, and she made a quick, skipping, bee line towards her spacious walk-in closet.
