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Thread: Blood, Sand, and Mechs

... huh. Aleta had honestly not expected to be the only one who had actually shown up in the lounge -- she had, after all, come in just under the wire. She tapped her chin briefly, but it was only a few seconds that she had to ponder where Captain Krieger was before the pneumatic hiss of the door opening caught her attention. She turned on her heel to find the reassuring bulk of Corporal Newheart. She gave him a brief nod -- the EOREF didn't exactly stand on a whole lot of ceremony, given its nature. Besides, it was early. Good morning, Corporal. Nice to see you up and about. Aleta glanced briefly around the room, tapping her chin as she was really apt to do when she was considering something. Have you seen Corporal Murdoch? Well, Lieutenant. Perhaps you had best see to waking your man up, hm? came a familiar voice as a man stepped through another door, leading to the administrative core of the building. Captain Krieger smiled, offering Rook and Newheart a thin smile. See to it, will you? I'd rather speak to all of you at once, the captain said. Ah, yessir, Aleta said with a quick salute. Newheart, come with me. We'll bring a cart by the barracks. If he's not there, I know exactly where Murdoch will be. 0700 It did take a little while to find Murdoch, but the cart came rolling across the dusty ground around the outside of the base. She'd left it to Newheart to drive, while Aleta tried to get in touch with someone at the barracks. Nothing, of course, but she'd expected as much. Murdoch did always enjoy his runs, and she knew where he did it. Heck, sometimes she joined him on his runs. Murdoch! A word, please! she called out when she caught sight of the quite familiar bronzed back of their not-quite-human comrade.
Thread: Blood, Sand, and Mechs

Corporal Murdoch - Special ForcesSPC Corporal Murdoch was approaching the homestretch of his 4 mile trek when none other than the lieutenant herself intercepted him on his way back to the base. When she called out for him he begrudgingly gestured a single finger to let her know that he needed a minute. Admittedly, Murdoch was far from tired. He could go at least another 10 before showing signs of fatigue. If anything he was known on the base for his exceptional conditioning but yet he seemed somehow unraveled right then. He needed to collect himself before engaging his superior officer. He couldn't quite bring himself to look her in the eye but he did eventually engage her. Something tells me you're not here for a blinddate. So...tell me, what brings you out here Miss Lieutenant? He said, resting his arms in a folded position across his chest.
Thread: Blood, Sand, and Mechs

Newheart just followed Murdoch on his run until he came to a halt and turned to address the Lt. He knew about the cyborgs morning runs of course, they were almost a legend on base when Murdoch decided to do one of his marathon runs. But not hearing the muster call and having to chase him down was not a good thing. Setting the cart into park, he sat back and waited to see what the Lt would say, his eyebrow cocked at an angle.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Helen Bernard had sent in her mix tape. She longed to be in a band. Any band. She felt at one with music, it was her lover, and she loved to constantly fuck it. Helen had learned early that you could get what you wanted, but you had to pay for it. Helen was not a fool, she was safe, but damn, she loved getting her way. She did whatever it took. Sure it labeled her as a slut, but she didn't give a fuck. Her mother had taught her that she could have the world, she just had to seduce men into willing to offer it to you, or you could grab them by the nuts and force them. She was sitting on her bed, naked, sitting with her guitar between her legs as she plucked along to her music. She loved music, it was sensual, and very intimate. Her mother used to be a great singer, but she fell in love, got pregnant, and raised her. But her mother raised her not to be a fool and experience all the failures she had gone through. Helen was singing an old Stevie song. Her long brown hair was hanging around her bare shoulders as she shut her eyes adn sang softly to her guitar. She opened her eyes hearing the phone ring. Reaching out she answered it and who on it was Ryan. She smiled her heart was racing. But she played it cool. Never let a man know you are doing them a favor her mother would tell her. She smiled and said she would be there. She hung up and screamed bouncing up and down on her bed naked, her guitar held in place by her hands. She put the guitar down, grabbed her robe and ran downstairs. She told her mother who smiled and said that this deserved a party so they drank beers and Helen played while her mother sang. The next day, an orange BMW bug pulled up and parked on the curb. Soon, she was walking up the driveway to the open garage and smiled. She was wearing a grey corset top with lace that showed off her hips and midriff. She wore nylon short shorts with black panty hose with flowers that stretched up and down her legs and some sexy boots that reached up to under her calf. Her lips were painted red and her eyes were smoky and her head was mussed up as if she had just been royally fucked. Helen knew how to work her audience. Over her breast was strapped her guitar and sshe smiled and looked at the boys and smiled watching them jam. Finally she came up and began to pick along with theim and soon continued to sing. Even though the song was sung by men, she turned it into a sexy song that even though she kept the lyrics the same. She smiled and looked up and then to the boys when teh song finished and grinned. Hey there guys, my name is Helen Bernard. She smiled and winked to each one. She oozed sex and promised you a good time. Even without speaking a word.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

The guys knew who she was of course. What other female would be showing up beside Helen? None that the guys were expecting. Once in a while, groupies would show up for a free show. They would stand at the garage door, squeal like little girls and wet their panties as the band played for them. Yeah, it was good playing in a band. You could look like the ass end of a baboon and there would still be girls looking to fuck you. The guys in Razor's Edge were good looking though. Kristoff had long blonde hair and stood about 6 feet even. Tommy J had short brown hair. He was smaller then Kristoff Ryan. Tommy J wasn't confident around women since he didn't see himself as good looking. He was pretty average in looks, but he was a great drummer. Ryan was the best looking of the three. He wore his black hair long. Ryan was just a bit taller then Kristoff. Standing along side Kristoff Ryan, Tommy J always looked like the runt of the litter. The guys were impressed with how Helen dressed. It was obvious she knew what she was doing. The guys all welcomed Helen to the group. They did so while checking her out. There was no reason to hide this fact since Helen was proudly showing it off. Ryan handed her a playlist. He said the songs on the list were what they played most often. Ryan pointed out the changes he made by adding in songs from female singers. This was a new group which was springing out of the old one. Helen would be the new face for the group. Ryan was sure her face and body would get plenty of attention. Ryan said Helen could add anything she wanted to the play list. He added that they could play pretty much any style of music. Kristoff said that tonight they had their big shot. The famous talent agent Johnny Shine would be at the show. He was coming just to see them play. Johnny didn't know about that band getting a new lead singer. This would be a surprise for the power agent of music. Ryan told Helen to pick out a song so they could all jam together.
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Helen looked over the boys and grinned. She chuckled and kissed them each on teh cheek gently saying she was going to make them all big stars. Yes she was cocky, but she had balls. She had a certain spark that most women shied away from and men seemed to get hard thinking of. She smiled and then looked at them and grinned wider. She then took the set list and then ran her fingers, painted black, along her kiss me red lips. She smiled and nodded. Thank you, but I can sing about hot girls with the rest of the big boys. She laughed and winked. She then looked down the set list and then brought her guitar around and then looked around at the boys. She picked out I Hate Myself For Loving You by Joan Jett. She smiled adn started playing along with teh boys. She began singing with the boys being sexy with them and even singing to them. She smiled and sang like a real rock star and made love to the microphone, her guitar, and the boys taking part with her music and smiled wider.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Tommy J started the song off showing his drum skills. Ryan, Helen Kristoff jumped in. They had the garage rocking from the opening notes. Ryan played his guitar with a passion few had. This is why he gained the name Axe which in itself was what a guitar was some times called. Once the song was over the guys knew that Helen was prefect. She wasn't playing in front of a live crowd, but Helen was talented. Ryan suggested that for tonight's show. Helen do the Joan Jet song Do you wanna touch me. He said it would fit her style and look. Helen would be singing most of the songs tonight, but a few had been earmarked with either Ryan's name, or Tommy's name. These songs would give Helen a chance to rest her voice. Ryan said he Kristoff would warm up with the next song. They sang this one a lot during rehearsals. Ryan asked Helen to play the keyboards. This would also give the guys the chance to see how well Helen played other instruments. In case Helen didn't know the song. Ryan had sheet music she could follow for Gemini Dream The song required Helen to start off and it how show how well she played the keyboards. Ryan Kristoff sang the lead vocals for this song. Once that song was over, Ryan asked Tommy what song he wanted to warm up with. Tommy was a good singer, but painfully shy. More so around new people like Helen. It was easy for him to sing on stage since no one could really see him behind the drums. He thought for a moment before saying Runaway Ryan nodded his head then looked at Helen. He said Tommy was a big fan of Jefferson Starship. Ryan lead the song off with his guitar as the rest joined in. Tommy's vocals were smooth like aged whiskey. Helen's voice mixed very well with those of the guys.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Helen rocked her hips and flung her hair giving it more of the appearance of just being fucked royally. She smiled when the song was over. She had such a high. Her heart was racing, her face was flushed, and damn was she horny. She smiled and moved to the keyboard putting her guitar in a stand she found, she played some Mozart in a hard rock style while Ryan talked to her. She looked him in the eye and smiled. Of course baby. She winked as she spoke low enough where only they two could hear. She began to play the opening of their song flawlessly. Playing guitar was like fucking hard and fast and animalistically. Especially when you had that guitar strapped to an amplifier. But keyboards and the piano were like making sweet love. Sure the tempo could be fast, but to her, it was like someone giving it to you long and slow while whispering sweet nothings into your ear. She rocked her hips and swayed her hips listening to the boys. When tommy sang she knew she had made a good choice. She already felt a bond with all of the boys. She added her voice to Tommy's song in the appropriate parts. The thing about Helen was she knew when she was the lead vocalist and the backup vocalist and she knew how to harmonize perfectly.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

The jam session went on for about two hours before it was time to pack the van. Everyone pitched in and helped to load the gear they would need for the show in Tommy's van. Once the job was done, Tommy Kristoff said they'd meet Ryan Helen at the club. They were going to get something to eat before the show. Ryan said they had a couple of hours to kill. He asked Helen if she'd like to come inside the house? Ryan's home was large, much larger then one would expect a single guy would live in. Ryan explained that this was his parents home. He grew up here and even after they died, Ryan stayed. He walked into the beautiful home while telling Helen that his parents were both musicians and song writers. Ryan's mother was a classical pianist who played in some of the worlds great music halls. His father worked as a session musician, preforming with music's biggest stars. Ryan continued the tour of his home. 3 platinum records hung on the walls of the living room along with 6 gold records. These were joined by dozens of pictures of Ryan's parents and even himself as a young boy with some very famous people in music. Ryan pointed the famous people he his parents knew. The pictures were of Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn, Merle Haggard, The Bee Gees, Olivia Newton John, Elton John, Billy Joel, ZZ Top, members of the Eagles, Glenn Campbell and Charlie Daniels who just happened to be Ryan's uncle. He showed Helen the records hanging on the wall. 2 of the 3 platinum records belonged to his father as did 3 of the 6 gold records. Ryan was pretty well off thanks to his parents. He was still getting money from the royalties off of his parents music. Ryan really didn't have to work if he didn't want to, but he wanted to make his own money from his own music.
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Helen smiled adn helped packing the van, carrying her fair share of the weight. She smiled and waved to Tommy and Kristoff and said she would meet them later. She smiled and looked at Ryan and nodded. Sure. She smiled and walked with him. His house was like a shrine to all things music. She smiled and walked around and laughed clapping her hands with musicians that she especially loved. Especiallly Elton John, Johnny Cash, and the Bee Gees. Oh man, I would have loved to meet your parents. They seem pretty cool. She smiled and put her hands on her hips and looked at him. My mom was the singer some time ago, Eliza Somers. She was really good, but she fell in love with her agent, and soon enough I came along and he left her. She shrugged. A tale of sex, drugs, and rock and roll I guess. She smiled and then looked at him and canted her head. So what ultimately sold you on the idea of me? She grinned and looked at him.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

They walked along through the house as Helen asked her question. Ryan said that her vocals were just amazing. He said that she was picked as everyone's favorite. Helen's vocals out shined everyone else who submitted tapes. Ryan said she had a power and so much range that the guys knew it would be a mistake not to pick her. Ryan walked with Helen into the living room. He offered her a drink while they moved to the couch. Ryan asked how long Helen had been singing and which types of instruments she played? Normally such questions would have been learned over time. But with their show set for tonight, they didn't have time to learn things slowly.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

She smiled and then nodded. She walked with him to the living room. She nodded saying that she would love a drink. She sat down and then shifted a bit so she could face him and tehn smiled. I play piano, guitar, I can play a bit of harp, ukelele, and just so it is evened out, I am learning how to play the violin. But it is more of a want to learn another instrument and not a lot left. She smiled and laughed and then looked up. I have been singing ever since I was a baby, my mom sang to me, so I started singing as a baby. She smiled and then looked at him and smiled.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Ryan got Helen a drink before joining her in the living room. He sat down as she spoke of the instruments she plays and of her mother. Ryan wondered if Helen's mother was half as pretty as she was? He wondered what the chance was that they both shared the same wild bold style which Helen showed during the jam session? Helen was openly sexual while singing in the garage. If she did that on stage, Helen would have the crowd eating out of her hand. Ryan's younger sister came down the stairs and walked into the living room. She was a pretty girl with a great body and long dark hair. However, she didn't show off her body. Ryan's sister was a bookworm type. She wore glasses and always kept her hair tied back. The girl was carrying a notebook against her chest and had a marker in her mouth. She called out to Ryan as she entered, but stopped dead in her tracks after seeing Helen. Ohhhh......I.....I'm sorry.......I didn't you were.......Ahhhh busy. The girl said while staring at Helen. She noticed how sexy Helen was dressed. It made her cheeks blush a deep red before she turned away. Just seeing Helen sitting there looking so hot made Rachel's heart skip a beat. Ryan stood up and introduced Helen to his sister Rachel. She stood there in gray sweat pants shirt which were a size to large for her. Rachel was painful shy and never thought of herself as being pretty.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Helen smiled as he brought her drink. Thank you, Ryan. SHe smiled and sat back and took a long drink of the beverage and sat back. She smiled as they conversed about her mother and the instruments she played. Helen continued to sit there. She drank lazily from the beverage that Ryan had brought her. She listened to Ryan and then looked up seeing a girl come down. She was adorable looking. The type of girl Helen herself would hang out with. There was no better a worshipper than a bookworm nerd who constantly needed defending. Standing up, Helen moved over to the girl that Ryan introduced as his sister Rachel. Helen smiled a wide sexy smile that she was told by one guy at a time in her life, would make men move mountains themselves. Wow, hello Rachel. You are extremely beautiful. She smiled and winked. My name is Helen Bernard. She kissed the girls cheek and then moved back over to the seat and sat down. Even though Helens actions could be considered by some to be over the top, they were sincere. Helen loved sex, she loved that sex could get her whatever she wanted, and she never turned down a chance to have sex with anyone.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Rachel remained with her head hanging down even as Helen came up to her. She chuckled nervously when Helen said she was extremely beautiful. The red blush grew redder after Helen's kiss. This made Rachel fumble with her notebook and drop it. She quickly reached down and grabbed it pulling into her chest holding like her life depended on it. Rachel nervously thanked Helen for her kind words. Ryan said Rachel handled the bands bookings. She was the one who made sure the band knew when where they needed to play next. She acted as the band's manager and handled the money. Rachel was good at numbers and made sure everyone in the band got paid. Ryan told Rachel that Helen was the band's new lead singer. Rachel said she heard Helen singing earlier. You ahhhhhh.....Sounded......Really great......I'm sure you'll......ahhhmmmm......Be a hit tonight. Rachel was awkward when it came to meeting new people. She started to fidget a bit which made a long strand of hair fall over her face. Rachel reminder her brother that Johnny Shine would be at the show tonight with the contract. She said if he likes the band, he'll sign them. This was there first step to becoming stars. Johnny would then have the band play before record executives from the major companies. Johnny Shine was a maker of stars. He only represented the best brightest talent. While speaking with her brother, Rachel couldn't help but sneak peaks at Helen. She looked so damn sexy and Rachel could feel her pussy growing wet. This made Rachel feel more uncomfortable.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Helen giggled softly at the girls awkwardness. She was incredibly adorable. She stepped back as the girl dropped her notebook and watched the way that she clutched it. Looking to Ryan as he spoke, she smiled and looked at Rachel. That is a big responsibility. Without a manager, a band is basically just a bunch of meat bags strumming on instruments and wailing their feelings. If I can help you with anything, let me know. She smiled watching the hair fall into the girls face. She smiled and reached out and gently pushed the hair behind her ear and then leaned back watching them both talk. She knew the looks that Rachel constantly gave Helen. She had seen it several times, then the next moment that followed she was fulfilling wishes by the admirer and was getting either what she wanted or a favor which was sometimes so much better. She honestly got the better end of that deal.
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Rachel excused herself after telling Helen it was nice to meet her. She spun around on her heels and dashed up stairs. Rachel went into her bedroom and placed the notebook down on the nightstand. She sat on the bed for a moment while staring at the floor. Rachel could feel how wet her pussy had become. She reached under the mattress and pulled out a small pink vibrator. Rachel stood up, pulled her sweat pants down then off. She then removed the white cotton panties before climbing on the bed. Rachel spread her legs open while turning the vibrator and placing the tip against her clit. She bit down on her lower lips and closed her eyes. Rachel was thinking about Helen downstairs while pleasing herself. Ryan told Helen that Rachel was always shy around new people. He said his sister was very smart and good with the band's books. Ryan then asked if Helen wanted anything to eat? He said he could fix something in the kitchen. In sandwich or hot pocket if Helen wanted?
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Helen nearly burst out laughing. Rachel was one of those types. There were two types of people in the world, Helen found out. Those that propositioned the object of their affection or arousal, and those who took off running to pleasure themselves in private. Helen turned to Ryan and winked. Ohh that is fine, I think she was charming and cute. She imagined what kind of vibrator she had in her right about now. Helen knew that Rachel was probably thinking of her, moaning her name into a pillow. Helen looked at Ryan and smiled I would love a Hot Pocket right about now. Please tell me that you have pepperoni and I might suck you off right now. SHe giggled poking him playfully. Or maybe you want the Freddie Mercury treat. She laughed.
Thread: Living on the Razors Edge ( loneiysong & CrimsonMaster)

Ryan was surprised at Helen's offer of the blow job for the hot pocket. He said they may have pepperoni, he would have to check. Ryan had no idea what Helen meant by the Freddie Mercury treat. He walked towards the kitchen feeling clueless over what she said. Ryan said that they did have pepperoni, two boxes in fact. He pulled one box out of the freezer. Ryan took the two hot pockets out of the box. Removed the wrapper before placing the pockets into their shelves and placed it into the microwave. Upstairs, Rachel was indeed thinking of Helen. She had the tip of the vibrator against her clit. Rachel was thinking of what it would be like to have Helen's tongue on her clit. Looking down and seeing those lustful wicked eyes looking back up at her. Rachel had to fight the urge to scream out Helen's name. Her body was trembling with passion. Once the hot pocket was done, Ryan pulled it from the microwave and placed it down for Helen. He made himself a sandwich before joining her at the table.