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at his steakhouse like family and they all seemed to love him. James wanted to explain the situation, though it was common knowledge after the tabloid reports were picked up by the local and even national news.
    “James, no one believes it. Were all behind you,” Monica told him.
    “Thanks, that helps a lot. I knew I could count on you, Monica,” James said, stood and called her over. He gave Monica a big bear hug and then I hugged Monica too.
    “Thank you, Monica,” I told her. She was a sweetheart, the heart and soul of James’ restaurant I’d come to learn. She ran the whole operation and ran it well.
    “Once you prove your innocent, we’ll throw a party here for the whole band,” Monica offered.
    “No, no. We’ll close this place for a night and you’re all invited to Malibu for a pool party,” James countered. Monica blushed but seemed excited. She must have heard of James’ rule that you had to be nude in the pool. James caught her embarrassment and said, “I’ll rescind the nudity rule.”
    “Don’t you dare, James Turner,” Monica said. James laughed and hugged Monica again. As they parted, Monica added, “It’s not every day a girl gets to party naked with rock stars.”
    “Deal!” James assured Monica. Monica needed to get back to work and James and I were ready to return home. I felt better despite the black cloud hanging over us. In fact, I was feeling the way I was before we found the police cruiser waiting for us that morning. I wanted to be alone with James. Sex with him would be nice but more than anything, I just wanted to be alone with him. We wound up in his hot tub, naked of course, sipping sparkling water with lemon while James puffed on a cigar.
    “You ever wonder what life would be like without all this shit going on?” James asked suddenly.
    “What do you mean?” I replied.
    “It seems like we’ve been dealing with stuff almost constantly since we met,” he explained.
    “Oh, so it’s my fault,” I accused playfully.
    “I’ve always known you were trouble, little girl,” James teased. He had a point. What would life be like without all of the drama? Boring? Unlikely considering I was living with a rock star.
    “You want to take a shower?” I asked suddenly and completely seriously.
    “What? Why?” James asked.
    “I thought maybe I could drop the soap,” I told him suggestively. James knitted his brow in confusion for a moment but then he began to laugh as he got my little prison sex joke.
    “You’re a sicko. I like that,” James said and climbed from the tub. He offered me his hand and added, “I just wish I had an orange jumpsuit you could wear.” I giggled and followed James inside. We ended up in his big, marble shower. We soaped one another up and then I took the hand held showerhead and rinsed James off as I dropped to my knees. I used water to stimulate his already hard cock before I took James into my mouth and began sucking him. James leaned back and let me do my work, pleasuring him as I slipped the showerhead between my thighs.
    That didn’t last long, however. After a while, I abandoned James’ hard shaft and got to my feet. I took the bar of soap from the shelf in the corner of the shower, held it up and then dropped it. “Oops! Looks like I dropped my soap. I’d better pick it up,” I said as I turned around and bent over wiggling my ass. I heard James growl as his hands took my slender hips in his big, strong hands and he sank his cock into my all too willing pussy. “I’m telling the guards!” I teased as I looked over my shoulder at James.
    “You do that,” James said and roughly began to fuck me. I braced myself against the walls of the shower as James hammered away. I felt the tension build, all the stress and worry begging to be let out. Suddenly I came, the pleasure deep and satisfying. I screamed out as I felt the same feeling in James’ thrusts. He let go of his anger and frustration as he fucked me and I was happy to let