The manager of S Club 7 had called me to his office, and I had no idea why. As I waited outside, Paul, John and Bradley, the men of S Club 7 came out of the room. As they walked passed, they gave me a sickening smile. The kind of smile that mean’t, we know something you don’t know, and your going to be pissed off when you find out!
I was summoned into the office.
I entered.
The manager looked at me.
“You were recomended,” he began, “by a friend of the band. I never thought you’d let me down, but you have”
I was shocked, I had no idea of how I had let him down.
“Now I know the girls are good looking” he continued. I got the idea of where this conversation was going,
“HELL, they’re gorgeous. However, every other male member of staff on this team can keep their snake in their trousers, why can’t you?”
After a 10 second silence, I felt as if I needed to reply,
“I don’t know what you are talking about!”
It was a lie, but I wanted to see if he was bluffing.
“Don’t lie to me,” the manager said cooly, “do you know what a field day the press would have if they found out that you had fucked every female member of S Club. It would be the end of the band. Now its a good job that Paul told me,”
I instantly wondered how Paul had know. Damn, he and Hannah were an item. She must have told him!
“and I am afraid,” the manager continued, but I knew what was coming. The dream was over, “that I am going to have to fire you. You are required by contract to go along with the cover story we make up, is that clear?”
I nodded. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt the band.
“Good,” the manager said firmly, “now I have booked you a flight for England tommorow at 3:00. You are being payed up to the end of this month. Now get out of my office, and clear your room. I don't want to see your face again, and if the press get even an inkling about what went on here, I will sue the pants off of you.”
I turned around and left, went to my room and began to pack. I had 26 hours and then I was on my way back to England. Great! It was over. All because I couldn’t keep my dick to myself. But the strangest thing was, that iregretted none of it. If I had the chance again, i’d fuck them all. Especially Hannah. That bitch. Tell on me! I’d show her.
After about an hour, there was a knock on the door. I had finished packing, and was reading a book.
I answered the door. It was Hannah.
“I heard what happened!” she said, “I am SO sorry, I didn’t think Paul would tell anyone!”
I wanted to scream at her. This bitch had lost my job for me. I wanted to hurt her. But I couldn’t. She was too beautiful and nice. Standing there, her petite figure being held in by a silver bikini. In fact my dick was getting hard.
“Look, Its OK” I said
“Anyway,” she said, “to make up for it, i’ve organized you a little going away present.”
This intrigued me, “but you have to take these!”
She handed me 2 pills
“What are they?” I asked, thinking she was trying to drug me
“They’re pep pills, they’ll keep you awake, and active” was her answer. I put them in my mouth and swallowed.
“Right then, grab your stuff and follow me!” she said this as she walked out of the door and down to the lift. I did as she said and followed her.
‘what the heck,’ I thought, ‘what else have I got to lose’
She led me out of the hotel and down the beach, engaging me in small talk all the way.
We arrived, after about 10 minutes walk, at the local port. Hannah led to me a ship. I looked on its Hull.
“The S Club Heaven”
“Its the bands boat,” she said, “but we’re borrowing it for today.”
She led me onboard, and started the engine. It was a luxury yaught, it had an inside, and outside, and it was quite a bit bigger than anything else in the mediocre port. The boat pulled away from the port.
“So then,” I asked, “whats the present”
“Its a private party,” was the reply
“Who with, and where?” were my immediate response
“It gonna be where no reporters can get to us, and you’ll have to wait to see whose invited” was Hannah reply. She was silent, till the boat was out to sea, and you could just see the shore on the horizon.
“Why don’t you go inside?” she suggested. I did as she asked. The entrance was at the front of the boat, so I walked round the side to the front. To my surprise I found a jaquizi at the front of the boat, but the surprising thin was that Tina was inside it, wearing the same blue bikini as when we were in the gym.
She smiled, said hi, and then signalled me to the inside of the boat. I continued on my journey, and got to the front.