Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 05:00:28</strong>
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				<em>"The entire music world is eagerly awaiting Lithium's newest release, which hits stores and online release next week.&nbsp; Led by the famously temperamental Matt Simurgh...the band underwent a serious time of restoration following the walkout of lead guitarist Lacey Phoenix, amid rumours of a love affair gone horribly wrong.&nbsp; Matt's comment on the issue was too profane to include."</em><br><br>He groaned in the back of the limo and put his glasses down over his face after finishing his fourth bourbon.&nbsp; It was too bright this time of morning, and for someone who often finished concerts at 11 and then partied until 9 the next morning, a midday interview was his idea of torture.&nbsp; It was important, he reminded himself as he took a look out the tinted window, to get as much publicity in before the release of the album.&nbsp; He wasnt happy with it in the slightest, a poorly written and produced shitstorm that ticked every sickening cliche on the list.&nbsp; It would sell, but damn it, it wasnt his work.&nbsp; <br><br>In this combined mood of anger, boredom and downright drunkenness, he saw that they had pulled up out the front of the studio. He quickly gave himself a once over in the window, and then, after taking a deep breath opened the door.&nbsp; The obligatory fans screamed at him and tried to grab him as he went past, tall and slim with long black hair to his elbows.&nbsp; His clothes, all black as well, seemed to cling to his body like a third skin - the famous tattoos that covered his arms and chest that tabloid reporters questioned the origin of being the second.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>He went up in the elevator, with his manager alongside him giving him last minue instructions he never listened to.&nbsp; The last interview had been a good one, the poor girl at the TV station had been straight out of school and he completely turned the interview around into a flirting session - even leaving her his private cell number.&nbsp; Matt was silently hoping for a bit more of a challenge with the next interview, any publicity was good publicity after all.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 05:29:58</strong>
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				Lacey Phoenix sat in her booth, headphones around her neck, sighing lightly. How had she gone from world famous rockstar to presenter on a radio station? Matt Simurgh, that's how. Tall, tattooed, gorgeous long ebony hair, eyes like pools of sapphire that could make your entire body melt with just one glance, a smile to die for, a perfect body and the singing voice of an angel. What could possibly take even an ounce of perfect away from this man?<br><br>Alcoholism, fucking anything with a pussy and a nice set of tits, lies and substance-abuse. So to put it quite simply, Matt was a gorgeous wanker. He only cared about himself and his cock. To be honest, Lacey had fallen head over heels in love with him. When he wanted to treat her right, he did, and it was amazing. They were never an official item but they frequently engaged in rough, angry sex. There were times where he'd bend her over a dustbin down an alley and fuck her senseless if the mood struck them whilst out, then there were times where he'd randomly bring her a bunch of flowers or cuddle her on the sofa.<br><br>He was fucking other women though, he'd brag about it to her and she'd have to fight back her tears. She'd eventually had enough and walked out on the band 14 months ago. Since then, she'd really cleaned up her act. She was off the cocaine and ecstasy that she'd been so badly addicted to. She would sometimes indulge in an occasional joint or go on a binge-drinking session with the girls but that was it, no farther.<br><br>The song by some crappy band called youmeatsix had finally finished playing and Lacey put her headphones back on.<br>"So that was the new single by youmeatsix, I'm sure you'll agree with me that it's absolutely atrocious." She rolled her eyes.<br><br>An email from her boss soon popped up on the screen, she clicked it open and raised her eyebrows.<br><br>"So I've just been told that we have a special guest that's just arrived in the building. I'm sure you're as eager as I am too find out who it is."<br><br>Why hadn't her boss told her who it was? He always did. This was suspicious.<br><br>Lacey was 5'6 with shoulder-length cherry red hair that was always straightened to perfection. Her skin was soft and pale, her lips were full, her chocolate brown eyes were big and bright and when she did smile, her face lit up beautifully. She wasn't slim, neither did she want to be. She big and curvy with thick thighs, wide hips and DD cup breasts. She had 10 tattoos on her body, including a small one of Matt's name on the back of her neck. She'd got that tattoo around a year ago, nobody knew about it but her. Today she was wearing a very small bright green skirt, black leggings and a tight black cami that pushed up her cleavage and showed off the leopard print green star that was inked onto her left breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 05:40:57</strong>
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				The doors opened with a chime and the director of the studio came out to shake Matt's hand before explaining about the interview to come.&nbsp; Keep it clean, keep it relevant to the music.&nbsp; His eyebrows raised as the director told him it would be a 45 minute interview live on the air and tried madly to keep the smile off his face.&nbsp; This was going to be one hell of an interview, live to airs were his absolute favourite.&nbsp; There was no time to bleep him or quickly lose the camera feed like in some of his previous TV interviews, and youtube would be flooded with copies of his best lines the next morning.<br><br>He looked in the booth's window and his mouth opened wide in shock.&nbsp; <em>No fucking way...</em> he thought as he pulled his sunglasses off and peered through to see the presenter who would be doing the interview.&nbsp; She was a little more conservatively dressed than he remembered, and she looked a little more inked but it was surely Lacey fucking Pheonix, looking oh-so professional with the headphones on and deriding the last track she had played.<br><br>No wonder his manager had booked this one, he thought as he replaced his glasses.&nbsp; Every media outlet would be eating this up.&nbsp; The reunion of former bandmates, the truth finally coming out about everything the tabloids had suggested.&nbsp; Matt smiled and rapped on the window lightly, giving a casual wave to her through the glass.<br><br>He had wished for an interesting time here, and it looked as though he was truly going to have one.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 05:55:20</strong>
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				Lacey was sitting there, wondering what idiot her boss was going to bring her this time. She'd finally got a decent request for a song ACDC- Highway To Hell. She took her headphones off and ran her fingers through her hair, sparking up a cigarette and taking long drags of it. She was told she was allowed to smoke in there but it was her booth dammit and she'd do what she liked.<br><br>She soon heard a light tap on the window and she span around on her chair. She saw him, standing there, grinning. It was Matt. She felt her heart being torn out of her chest, her world shattering, her eyes filling with tears and a burning sensation in her leg. No, wait, it was actual burning. She jumped up, cursing as she realised her cigarette had dropped out of her mouth in shock and burned a whole in her leggings. Nice one Lace, way to keep your cool.<br><br>She didn't wave back to Matt. She sat back down in her chair, cheeks bright red and leg burning. The song finished and she put her headphones back on.<br><br>"Well done Chris from Peterborough for actually requesting something that doesn't make my ears bleed! Now... I'm sure you're all going to be shocked by what I'm about to tell you but it seems to be my special guest on the show is none other than my arsehole, waste-of-space of an ex-bandmate, Matt Simurgh. Why don't you come in and join us Matt?" She still didn't look over at him, she couldn't bare to look into those eyes once more.<br><br>Then she realised, the accent. She was going to hear the accent again. Of course, Matt was originally from Australia and his voice made her melt more than anything else. All she could now think about was him talking dirty to her in that voice "Yeah, come on, you filthy slut" etc etc. The stuff he knew she loved most.<br><br>She was dreading this and was soon lighting up another ciggie.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 06:03:40</strong>
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				As Matt reached for the handle of the booth's door his manager grabbed his shoulder and quickly gave him his instructions.&nbsp; "Right - this is important.&nbsp; Now whatever you do, keep it about the music and keep it G rated.&nbsp; You got it?"&nbsp; Matt smirked and rolled his eyes behind his glasses before walking in, noticing Lacey was frantically rubbing a burn mark in her legging.&nbsp; Trying furiously to keep a straight face he sat down and leaned close to the microphone before talking.<br><br>"Thanks a lot gorgeous - appreciate the song choice too.&nbsp; Aussie band doing the side proud, aside from the whole choking on your vomit thing.&nbsp; But then again, i guess what better way to go is there for an Australian rocker?"&nbsp; He smiled, leaning back in his chair and putting his feet up on a part of the desk before he continued.&nbsp; "Just for the record oh loyal listeners I didnt know that Lacey would be the interviewer today so Im as surprised as she is.&nbsp; As for her suggestions of me being a waste of space I must beg to differ."<br><br>He paused for a moment, studying her face and giving her a smile out of the corner of his mouth before finishing the thought in his head "But I do freely admit I am an arsehole.&nbsp; And now gorgeous, I do believe you have some questions for me?"&nbsp; He sat back, relaxing as best he could in the office chair and kept his eyes locked on her behind his dark lenses.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 06:16:12</strong>
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				Lacey was seriously trying to restrain herself from doing two things right now. The first being bursting out in tears and the second punching him in the face to wipe that smug grin away.<br><br>'Gorgeous', did he have to say that? Gorgeous was what Matt had always called her and she knew for a fact that he didn't ever say that to another woman. Well, he didn't back then, she didn't know if he did now. She was keeping her neck completely covered, she didn't want him to see his named inked there.<br><br>Nobody knew the real reason she'd walked away from the band. It was because she had fallen in love with him and she knew he'd never feel the same way, she was nothing but a piece of meat to him and it hurt.<br><br>"For a start, you know my name is Lacey so call me by it please, thank you." She said in a low growl. "As for that being a great way for an Aussie to go? I'm pretty sure it's the way you're going to leave us and the sooner the better."<br><br>She pushed his feet off of her desk and threw a cigarette at him.<br><br>"I do indeed have some questions for you but they can't be spoken on air so it seems I'll have to go with what the producers have asked me to say... Are you excited about Lithium's new album? Did you enjoy writing the new tracks and do you believe the band has progressed or began to sink without my input?"
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>06-10-2010, 06:25:51</strong>
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				Matt watched the cigarette fall to the tabletop and picked it up, lighting it and taking an appreciative drag.&nbsp; "Lacey - first off youve thrown knives at me before so you think throwing a cigarette at me will make me cringe?" He laughed for a moment before hearing her question about the album and he mockingly gasped into the microphone.<br><br>"Im stunned.&nbsp; You dont talk, you dont email me, hell you dont even send me picture messages anymore."&nbsp; He took a moment to let everyone at home work out what he was saying between the lines before he kept talking "Now all you want to do is talk about the album? I think a lot of the listeners are interested in whether that tape that got leaked online two years ago was really us or not."<br><br>Lacey's stony reaction made him sigh theatrically before he continued "Alright then gorgeous - its your show.&nbsp; In all honesty this album is a cautionary tale about writers block and why its so fucking painful to release an album that your heart really isnt in."&nbsp; His managers head sagged and Matt smiled at him through the window before he turned back to Lacey.&nbsp; "I dont like this album, but its getting late in the year and I promised Id buy myself a soccer team by December - so I needed some sort of cash cow.&nbsp; You can only release so many 'best ofs' before the public gets sick of it."<br><br>He sat back, taking another drag on the cigarette and eyed the hole in Lacey's legging once more.&nbsp; He remembered a time where he had left his cigarette on her stomach and idly wondered if she still had the scar, chuckling lightly to himself as he waited for the next question.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 01:12:13</strong>
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				Infact, Lacey DID still have the scar. It was a small circle that still shone bright pink on a warm day. They were stoned out of their faces and were begin to get hot and heavy with each other as usual when Matt wanted to snog her and couldn't find anywhere to put his cigarette so he'd just placed it on her stomach.<br><br>"Do you really think talking about our personal life on air is going to make you look like a big, hard man? Eh? You're pathetic Matt, absolutely pathetic! Lithium has fallen apart with out me and you know it and can you PLEASE stop with the profanities? This is a daytime show." She was beginning to get extremely agitated now.<br><br>Her producers and bosses were screaming down her headphones to get Matt to stop swearing, but she'd never been able to tame him. Or so she thought.<br><br>"Why release an album if your heart isn't in it? Surely it should be about the music, the passion, the fans. Not making a quick pay cheque? You should've waited for inspiration to come to you. You know what you need Matt? A muse."
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 01:28:09</strong>
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				"Im just giving the public what it wants...why else do you think we're here, gorgeous?&nbsp; People dont particularly listen to these interviews because they give a shit about the music and I apologise if I offend anyones delicate ears out there, they listen to them so they can know more about the band they love so much."<br><br>Matt laughed at Lacey's irritation and took another drag on the cigarette "Come on Lacey, lets not bullshit anymore.&nbsp; The album is crap, Im sure youve already had a listen to it.&nbsp; I would much have rathered to take another 12 months to work on it but the powers that be wanted me to release it earlier, presumably so they could buy more cocaine to snort off the arse-cracks of Moroccan boys on their yachts.&nbsp; That and as I said earlier, I never say no to an easy payday"<br><br>He could see his managers face fall and he smiled slightly "I really couldnt care about this album.&nbsp; A year from now I'll release what Ive really been working on and it will make everyone forget about this...unpleasantness.&nbsp; David, could you go to the car and get the bottle I opened earlier?"&nbsp; He saw his driver nod and quickly leave the studio, even as his manager screamed unheard abuse as he left.&nbsp; Matt calmly turned back to Lacey, putting on a mockingly innocent face and shrug while waiting for her next question.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 15:22:53</strong>
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				"The band they love so much? The band fell apart when I left! The music slowly deteriorated, your attitude got worse, you drink more and my name isn't gorgeous, it's LACEY!" She yelled. How could he still frustrate her SO much?<br><br>"You never say no to an easy payday? That's because you care more about yourself and your wallet than your fans. Infact, you care more about yourself than your band and I know that for a fact. You can't love anybody but yourself and you'll die sad, bald and alone with a bottle of vodka in your hand." She spat.<br><br>Lacey signalled her hand for somebody to make her a cup of coffee. What she needed was alcohol, but she was working.<br><br>"You're not bringing alcohol in here otherwise I'm going to have to ask you to leave."<br><br>Why was he doing this to her?
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>08-10-2010, 03:13:46</strong>
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				"Well if we're still releasing and writing stuff I dont think that equals a band falling apart, gorgeous.&nbsp; And you know damn well from your time in the band I do care about my fans...I've met quite a few of them" he smirked and added in a lower tone "some in much more interesting circumstances than others, of course."<br><br>A tapping made him look up and he saw that his driver had returned with the bottle and gave him a thumbs up before he continued "But Im not thrilled about this album.&nbsp; It was rushed, and some of the lyrics are just unbelievably fucking ordinary.&nbsp; Sorry to the delicate listeners out there.&nbsp; And as for me dying sad and alone with vodka - thats just crap.&nbsp; I drink bourbon and you know it."&nbsp; <br><br>He laughed at Lacey's discomfort.&nbsp; They had always been like this, butting heads at every opportunity even before they had started Lithium together.&nbsp; Their 'relationship' had been a series of ups and downs - going for weeks at each others throats to be suddenly replaced by a month or two of good times and incredibly angry sex.&nbsp; The memories flooding back began to sober him up a little, and Matt knew that wasnt a good thing.<br><br>"Tell you what gorgeous, let the people decide and play a track while I get some refreshment off my driver."&nbsp; He lowered his glasses slightly, finally locking eyes with her and giving her a slightly crooked smile before turning away from the desk and heading toward the door.<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 14:20:34</strong>
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				He locked eyes with her and gave her that smile. That bloody man! With his gorgeous accent, beautiful eyes and perfect smile. The same three things that gave her butterflies and made her knees buckle and it was happening again now. She was just glad that she was sitting down. A flashback flew into her mind. Matt had carried her to the bed, laid her down, stripped her naked and was letting his tongue and hands explore and caress her body. Her back was arching and she was letting out soft moans whilst he looked up at her with that grin.<br><br>Lacey snapped out of it and let out a low growl as Matt walked out of the door. Why on earth was she doing this? She'd better get a big fat pay-check through her door or she'd explode with anger. He knew exactly how to press her buttons to make her angry, yet he knew how to charm her. She'd always well and truly been wrapped around his little finger.<br><br>"Okay guys, we're going to play you a track from Lithium's new album and we'll be back after this short break where I shall further chat to the notorious Matt Simurgh."<br><br>She took off her headphones and turned off the mic. She lit up a cigarette, sipped on her coffee and took a deep breath. After everything that he did to her, she was still crazy about him and seeing him now confirmed that she'd never gotten over him, she'd just tried to cover it up with lying to herself and plastering a big fake smile across her face.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 14:31:12</strong>
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				Matt heard the opening track start as he stepped out of the booth, taking the bottle off his driver and having a long slug from it despite what his manager told him.&nbsp; He knew Lacey wouldnt throw him out of the studio, all he needed to do was smile and be the same charming bastard he had been while they were together and she'd do just about anything for him.<br><br>Things were going just wonderfully, he told himself as he looked back into the studio.&nbsp; Lacey was on the back foot and already a couple of juicy little comments would be rebounding their way across the world.&nbsp; He idly wondered just how far he could push things...Lacey had always been the wild one, he mused with a little smile on his face as he tried to block out the insipid music blaring over the airwaves.<br><br>He could have asked her to do anything and she would have done it.&nbsp; From quickies on the tour bus (usually with one or more band members, groupies or even roadies passed out nearby) all the way down to the night he had slowly shredded one of her favourite dresses with a knife - merely from him saying please.<br><br>"Time to give the public what it wants" Matt said with a laugh, taking the bottle back into the studio and thumping down onto the chair.&nbsp; He put his feet up on the desk and took another drag on his cigarette before holding the alcohol over to Lacey.&nbsp; "Care to Irish up your coffee?" he asked with a wink, mentally counting down the last thirty seconds or so of music.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 14:50:49</strong>
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				<em>"Care to Irish up your coffee?"</em><br><br>Lacey heard the Aussie accent ringing in her ears. She looked up at Matt and gave him a weak smile. It was obvious that he was slowly breaking down her defences by the tears that were glistening in her eyes. Why did she love this fucking prick? It's not like he'd ever loved her back. All he wanted her for was her guitar skills and her body.<br><br>Lacey took the bottle from Matt and poured a decent amount of the bourbon into her coffee. She pushed the bottle back into his hands and took large gulps of the liquid in her mug. Maybe alcohol was a good idea, it'd relieve some of the tension between them... maybe.<br><br>"Okay and we're back on the air. That was one of the bloody awful tracks off of Lithium's new album and we're going to continue our chat about it with the band's front man, Matt Simurgh! We're also taking questions now so phone-in or email the station now."<br><br>She took another large gulp of her 'coffee'.<br><br>"So Matt, what is your opinion about that last song? It doesn't seem as heavy as the older stuff." She was looking directly across the table at his sunglasses. She knew that his eyes were burning into hers.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 15:05:05</strong>
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				Matt's eyes widened as Lacey dosed her coffee with the bourbon - and quite a hefty dose of it too.&nbsp; He smiled slightly, snickering into the microphone as if there was some private joke between the two even as both his manager and the studio manager were cringing.<br><br>"Oh?&nbsp; I get to talk to some of the people out there? Outstanding!&nbsp; Ladies, my life is an open book so ask anything."&nbsp; He waited for Lacey to ask her question, half-finishing his cigarette before pulling the microphone closer to him.&nbsp; "Well gorgeous at least I know what you think of it now."&nbsp; He put the bottle onto the desk with a loud thud and ummed for a few moments before he answered.<br><br>"New direction the record company wanted us to take.&nbsp; I know its shit but they dont care really and by that stage I was sick of watching my songs get torn apart like drunken cheerleaders on prom night.&nbsp; So I just said fuck it - I'll sing what you want this time.&nbsp; Consider it a totally fucking horrible entree to a decent main course, followed by a dessert of body shots and whipped cream licked off the nipples of a redheaded girl."&nbsp; <br><br>Matt pushed his glasses down for the first time and gave Lacey a lecherous wink - it had been one of those things they had done together and he knew she remembered from the stunned look on her face.&nbsp; Suddenly, as an afterthought he added "Sorry about the language gorgeous - just be thankful I havent unleashed the really bad words yet.&nbsp; Mrs Housewife at home might have a stroke if she heard me say..."<br><br>Lacey's head was furiously shaking now so Matt decided to give her a small reprieve and shut up, taking another drag on his cigarette and relaxing a little.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 12:19:47</strong>
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				Lacey was about to scream with anger. She knocked back her coffee and then snatched Matt's whiskey, filling her empty mug halfway up with the neat liquid. She knocked that back quickly too and lit up another cigarette. She needed to stay cool, calm and collected. She couldn't let Matt know what effect he still had on her.<br><br>The alcohol was beginning to take away her inhibitions. When she drank, she became the real Lacey 'fucking' Phoenix, the one that didn't take shit from anybody and didn't care what she said.<br><br>An email pinged through onto the laptop in front of her and she read it out.<br><br>"Mrs. Jenkins from Kensington says that she is '<em>absolutely outraged by Matt's language and Lacey's inability to control him</em>'. Well I'm sorry love, but go fuck! Why don't you come in here and try to control him?! If you manage to do it then I swear I'll give you a million pounds. Stupid dippy bitch."<br><br>She read the next email<br>"<em>So we've heard all the crap about Lithium's new album. Nobody cares. Lithium has sucked ever since Lacey left. We want to know the juicy details. Were you two ever together? Lee- Sydenham.</em>"<br><br>She rolled her eyes, a little drunk.<br>"You wanna take this one Mattie?" She always called him Mattie.
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				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 12:41:56</strong>
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				Matt laughed at Lacey's response to Mrs Jenkins and interrupted her for a moment.&nbsp; "Now now now Lacey...let Mrs Jenkins come down here and try to control me.&nbsp; Double points if she shows up in leather with a riding crop.&nbsp; Its repressed housewives who give the best floggings."&nbsp; <br><br>He stubbed out his cigarette and reached over to steal another from Lacey, lighting it as she read the second email.&nbsp; He smiled as Lacey gave him the option to answer - thinking to himself that she had just made a gigantic mistake. <br><br>"Well first off Lee - couldnt agree with you more about the new album.&nbsp; For speaking your mind, come to the next show and I will hook you up with a groupie...no in fact fuck it, two groupies who are plastered out of their minds and can suck like a vaccuum."&nbsp; Exhaling a cloud of smoke he continued, looking over to Lacey, a smile forming on the corner of his mouth as he responded.<br><br>"Together is such a weird word.&nbsp; Cant two people have just truly incredible sex without the problems of a relationship?&nbsp; And as for juicy details...well heres one that should get yourself all turned on until those groupies get to you Lee...I've seen the delightful Miss Pheonix in a PVC outfit.&nbsp; And yes, its as good as you could imagine.&nbsp; But Im not drunk enough to tell you anymore."<br><br>Taking another long swallow of his drink he looked to Lacey and laughed "Got a story you want to share with the rest of the world, gorgeous?" he asked, his eyebrows raised - practically daring her.
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				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>16-10-2010, 13:27:46</strong>
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				Lacey blushed a little red as Matt mentioned seeing her in a PVC outfit. She remembered it well. He'd loved it. He couldn't get enough of her, couldn't keep his hands off of her. They'd had sex more intense and deep than ever before. In fact they'd been on some sort of drug and it made them make love rather than outright fucking that night.<br><br>"Okay, for a start... repressed housewives do NOT give the best floggings, I do. Secondly, yes, Matt has seen me in a PVC dress and YES I looked fucking irresistible and that made him drop to his knees, begging me to fuck him, begging me to make him my sex slave." She grinned, knocking back more whiskey and snatching the half-smoked cigarette out of Matt's hand.<br><br>She looked over into his eyes, a small smirk playing on her lips. The same smirk that she only gave him, the one she hadn't done since she walked away.<br><br>"I don't care how many groupies, strippers and whores you've conquered... I KNOW that I'm the best that you've ever had. I know what I did to you and I know that I'm still doing it right now. Fuck knows why, look at the state of me. You can get a stick thin woman that only eats carrot sticks and then pukes them up." She snickered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 01:30:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt cut in over Lacey's statement about her appearance "Tell you what listeners - MALE listeners.&nbsp; Call the number and tell me which you prefer.&nbsp; Stick figure girls who youre likely to snap the ribs of when you lose control in the sack or a girl with a few curves in her.&nbsp; Dont take my word for it - take your listeners word for it."<br><br>Matt realised he was being a bit nicer and on the inside he winced.&nbsp; He had to get back to the topics that would make the evening news under headlines of "FILTH" or "CONTROVERSY".<br><br>"I dont remember the begging bit, gorgeous.&nbsp; I remember the PVC...I remember me dropping to my knees...but I never begged.&nbsp; I never had to.&nbsp; You were always up for it."&nbsp; He laughed, drumming his fingers across the desktop as he watched Lacey knock back another hefty shot of alcohol and smirked.&nbsp; She was steadily losing control.<br><br>"But she looks just as good today. No-one can wear a cami and mini like Lacey fucking Pheonix.&nbsp; Those tits - a guy could die very happy between those things." he said, with a smile at the corner of his mouth - the lights on the studio desk starting to light up with more calls.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 13:23:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Always fucking up for it?! Eurgh, get a grip Matt. Maybe every woman in the world worships you, but not me. That's why you wanted me, because I was hard to get. It took you six weeks to get me to have sex with you for the first time whereas it usually takes you a few minutes." She slurred her words as she shouted at Matt.<br><br>"In all those years of us fucking, hating each other, adoring each other, hiding our fucked up relationship from the press and etcetera, you failed to realise that I was head over heels in love with you and would've done anything to prove it, but when you told me about the groupies you were doing I just couldn't bare to tell you. That's the real reason I left." She fought back her tears.<br><br>"Anyway listeners! We'll be back in five after another of Lithium's songs from their new album. I'm being told down my earpiece to cut to a song because of the profanities."<br><br>She turned the mics off, turned the song on and walked out of the booth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 13:58:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt watched Lacey storm out as the second song began playing - the sound of her 'confession' still ringing around the walls like the echo of a gunshot.&nbsp; He had always known really but never the depth of feelings she had for him.&nbsp; He just thought they were having a good time together.&nbsp; Playing music, getting drunk, fucking each other senseless around the world.<br><br>It all seemed too real to Matt so he took another slug out of the bottle and listened to the music, smiling slightly out of the corner of his mouth.&nbsp; Holy crap - every magazine in the country would have columns about this little interview.&nbsp; Ex-bandmates AND lovers at each others throats?&nbsp; It would sell records, and the publicity hounds would be lapping it up.<br><br>He didnt bother to follow Lacey, he knew she would be coming back by the end of the song.&nbsp; He hummed a bit of one of the older songs as he waited, realising he still had a half hour at the studio...a whole half hour to get a lot more out of Lacey onto the airwaves.&nbsp; It was the first time on this tour he was really having fun (well second if he counted the cute new girl at the last interview) and he intended to make it last.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 14:37:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Five long minutes passed. Lacey had gone off to the toilets and broke down in tears. After her outburst of emotion, she stood up, got herself together, splashed herself with water and quickly redid her make-up. Dusting off her tiny skirt she walked back to her booth, taking deep breaths. She had to face Matt once more after admitting everything.<br><br>She sat down, put her headset back on and kept her head down. How could she look into those perfect eyes after telling him the truth? She figured he was going to fuck with her mind now and she had to keep her defence barrier up.<br><br>"Okay and we're back. Wow, the studio is flooded with calls, texts and emails. Here's one from Gary in Camden."<br><br><em>"So, Phoenix has finally admitted what the world knew light years ago. Get in there Simurgh!"</em><br><br>Lacey rolled her eyes but kept her head down.<br><br>"Thank you for that insightful text Gary. Kelly from Crystal Palace wants to know if Matt has ever became attached to any of the thousands of knots on his bedpost?" She half looked up at him after asking this.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 15:07:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lacey kept her eyes down when she walked back in the room.&nbsp; Matt was a little shocked - expecting some sort of tirade or at least a smack in the back of the head.&nbsp; But no, she just sat down quietly and was looking down at the desk waiting for the song to finish.&nbsp; She looked nervous and on a spur of the moment just before she spoke he reached out and put his hand on hers.&nbsp; "Alright?" he asked, for the first time slightly dropping his attitude toward her.<br><br>Then the song ended and Lacey stuttered into the first message and Matt couldn't help but snort.&nbsp; "Thanks Gary.&nbsp; Honestly, does this show just cater to the stupid and lonely.&nbsp; ASK SOME DECENT QUESTIONS PEOPLE!" He yelled before he pulled back and laughed.&nbsp; "Sorry about that" he said, slightly sheepishly as he listened to Kelly's question.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well Kelly...from that question I guess you want an update on your position on my bedpost and if you're in that elite little group of people who I come back to again and again.&nbsp; Sorry sweetie, youre really not.&nbsp; There is a couple of people Im attached to."&nbsp; Matt took his glasses off and set them o nthe desk, making sure he caught Lacey's eyes before he continued "One or two I'm definately attached to."&nbsp; <br><br>At Lacey's flustered response Matt put his glasses back on and waited for the next question, his gaze lingering on the incredible cleavage from her cami.&nbsp; In the past it had been his eyes that had always done it for her and it seemed as though nothing had changed recently.&nbsp; He had her.&nbsp; Now the only question was how far could he go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:04:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lacey had slightly shook her head to signify that she wasn't alright when Matt had asked her if she was. The had ended and she was able to avoid talking to him about it. What was the point? It's not like he felt the same way or anything.<br><br>She was still pretty drunk and Matt was mentioning about the girls he's been attached to before. His eyes caught hers and a slight smirk spread across her lips.<br><br>"Of course... I must be one of these girls that you were attached to, right Matt? I mean... our sexual chemistry was just... explosive. There's no other way to describe it." She could see that Matt was fixated by her large cleavage, as usual. He always did compliment the star on her left breast.<br><br>She subtly let the left strap of her cami slip and pretended that she hadn't noticed. Then the right one slipped next. She opened her legs a little, maybe enough to reveal that she wasn't wearing any underwear.<br><br>She licked her lips.<br><br>"A question from Charlie in Stratford."<br><br><em>"What do you miss most about your sexual relationship with Phoenix?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:15:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Bingo...<br><br>Matt's eyebrows lifted as he saw Lacey push the straps of her cami down her shoulders, revealing the bright green tattoo on her chest.&nbsp; He remembered the night she had shown him it, and the 'session' that followed had pushed his endurance to its peak.&nbsp; And now she was shifting her legs, the leggings stopping around halfway up her thighs - instantly Matt worked out his answer.<br><br>"Probably how...spontaneous she was Charlie.&nbsp; I mean, she was such a tease but when she teased me the most was when she never gave anything up.&nbsp; Unless of course she'd been desperate for it lately."&nbsp; He reached out, his hand toying with the edge of the bright green skirt before he said it again, a little lower than before.&nbsp; "Desperate for a good, hard fucking."<br><br>His eyes behind the tinted lenses were locked on Lacey's face as his fingers touched her leg above the edge of her leggings "Next question?" he asked, keeping his voice steady and even.&nbsp; His fingers crept ever higher as she asked the next one.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:25:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lacey felt Matt's fingers touching her skin. She felt her body temperature raise a little. Her cheeks burned and she licked her lips once more. She wanted him already. He mentioned about being desperate for a fucking. Her eyes locked onto his sunglasses as he said this. They both wanted each other and Matt's manager was sat outside the booth, gob-smacked.<br><br>Of course, she was paying it cool and as Matt had mentioned, she never gave anything up. She continued flicking through the emails but as she did, she opened her legs just that little bit wider and shuffle in her chair so the straps on her tiny top fell lower.<br><br>"Oh, here's a good one from Sarah in Croydon."<br><br><em>"Had you ever thought about taking your relationship with Phoenix further than the bedroom?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:30:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Matts manager was definitely irate now, trying to get their attention through the soundproof glass as his fingers crept higher.&nbsp; Finally stopping right at the top of her thigh he listened to her question and smirked slightly.<br><br>"We did, several times.&nbsp; Backstage, tour buses, alleys.&nbsp; But I am always up for new things."&nbsp; Matt looked up at Lacey and, with a well and often rehearsed movement two fingers slid up and down across her.&nbsp; He was feeling himself begin to pulse quickly in his jeans but he ignored it for now.&nbsp; Plenty of time for that to come later.<br><br>As his fingers began to move in and out in a slow, steady rhythm he said quite calmly to the microphone "Who's next?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:35:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Lacey had to hold back a squeal. She wasn't expecting Matt's fingers to bury themselves inside of her. He began moving them slowly in and out and soon they were getting coated with the wetness that they were producing.<br><br>"I... uh... fuck..." She bit her lip hard and closed her eyes. She enjoyed what Matt was doing but had to try and not lose it. Opening her eyes, she stared at his lips, she wanted to kiss him.<br><br>"Mary from... uh... oh who cares where they're from... wants to... wants to know... if you're planning to see me again after today and why you let me just walk out on you and the band." She was longing for him now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:41:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was an idiot Mary from who the fuck cares" Matt said with a laugh, pushing Lacey's skirt up so that she was exposed to everyone through the window, as well as his fingers sliding in in a deep and slow rhythm, each movement deliberate.&nbsp; "I was an idiot...young and stupid.&nbsp; I never thought Id miss her as much as I did."<br><br>Telling her exactly what she wanted to hear, Matt thought as his fingers moved in further and he said "Is everything alright, Lacey?" his fingertips slid out from her to circle her throbbing clitoris for a moment, a technique that had often brought her to cries in the past.&nbsp; He hoped that it did now as well, that this interview was truly going to go down in history.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Inked Harlequin</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:53:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh you... fucking bastard." Lacey finally let out a loud groan of sexual ecstasy. She felt her body heating up more and more by the second. The muscles inside of her pussy were tightening up, ready to release. She'd needed this for over a year now. "Sorry about that... outburst there." Lacey cheeks were bright red and she was trying to contain the moans again.<br><br>She didn't know how to explain herself for the moan she'd just let out, it was kind of obvious that they were doing something sexual.<br><br>"You... you've really missed me?" She looked at Matt with emotion in her eyes. She was still enjoying his fingers though, rubbing her clit just the way she loved it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cut To The Commercials!  (NitroTink and BaronS)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BaronS</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 16:58:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Matt imagined the switchboards lighting up, text messages frantically being sent among friends telling them to change the station, people already cutting up parts of the broadcast for the six o clock news. Lacey's groans were anything but innocent now and Matt could tell she wouldnt last longer.<br><br>His fingers moved in quick circles for a moment as he found the microphone and said "Lacey, the people out there are wondering whats going on..." then with a little laugh three of his fingers slid into her.<br>One advantage to being in such a long term and wild relationship was that Matt knew all the buttons Lacey had, and where to push them.&nbsp; So as his fingers eased into her and his thumb circled her quicker, he knew that Lacey wouldn't last another few minutes.&nbsp; And that was what he wanted.
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