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I wanted to bend her over and fuck her there and then but i knew i had to wait.I carried on drinking while other stars poured in. The Saturdays were drinking together in a group and getting a little drunker and a little louder. I kept one eye on Frankie and one eye on the door. After about 45 minutes Rachel Stevens walked into the party, and i knew my plan was going to work. I let Rachel mingle a little and then started walking over to The Saturdays. By now they were dancing and chatting away as the drink flowed. I approached slowly and when i saw Frankie was free wondered up and started chatting. I immediately mentioned i worked on the S Club Tour back in 2002 so we had something to talk about.“Oh my god, so you witnessed our awful bubblegum pop as S Club Juniors?” She said.“Yeah” I laughed, “Unfortunately i did”“Well hey i was young back then, and it got me into this business so it wasnt all bad” she said.“Yeah i guess, and from what i know there was a few other things you learnt. I know you don't like me buying you stuff, but can I arrange something, a party, or maybe I'll be your sex slave for the day?" Well you already do anything I ask, so sex slave doesn't really work. Maybe just a nice little party? A few friends? Really, I don't need much."Cindy did set up a small party, very intimate. And all the guests were female. In costume. There was her sister Sandy, as Catwoman. He partner Beth who had recently moved to LA, as Wonder Woman, my sister Nikki in some kind of tight Star Trek outfit. I'm not quite sure who Angel was, but she seemed more devilish in her tight costume which showed her lack of curves. Then there was Cindy.Not to be outdone by her sexy guests, she wore a special costume just for me. Her blue with white polka dot bikini. Boring you think? Then you don't know Cindy. This wasn't THE famous bikini that got it all started. It looked just like it but it was painted on. Literally. She later told me it took hours. With a decidedly NOT gay man.
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