Push & Pull

By Jamie Agee

Don't let Michael's rock star image fool you. He is a shy conservative young man who is looking for a good woman. His intentions become misguided when he is introduced to a wild child named Leanne.

Leanne is an uninhibited teenager who lives the groupie life. She shuns meaningful relationships in favor of casual sex. Stripping, group sex, swinging, and exhibitionism are all a part of Leanne's persona.

Michael finds himself wrapped up in Leanne and drawn back to her no matter how he gets treated. Unable to tame her, Michael attempts to adapt to her lifestyle. He experiences things he never thought he would, or even want to.

Will Michael be able to tame Leanne and have the girlfriend he desires? Or will Leanne change Michael into someone he no longer recognizes?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jamie Agee
• Release date: Oct 31, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310313141

Jamie Agee

Just a nerdy girl with a dirty mind I began writing erotic fantasy and science fiction stories in high school just for fun. I never considered myself an author and had no intention of ever getting published. I only wrote for personal enjoyment. But here I am with my darkest fantasies published on my website, Amazon, and Smashwords. It's intimidating to say the least. I was born and raised near Roanoke, Virginia and graduated from VCU with a degree in Psychology. I've worked in a variety of fields including mental health, photography, and IT. You might call me a control freak because I prefer to do everything myself - from my writing, to cover design, to building my website and self-publishing. I do it all! Frustration gives rise to creativity I have often read books and watched movies and found myself unhappy with the direction the plot took, or unsatisfied when the story ended. I found that the best way to have the characters act the way I wanted, or the story to flow in a way that satisfied me was to write my own stories. I guess I've always had an active imagination and writing seemed like a great way to explore my mind and live out fantasies. I often create scenarios based on my own experiences in relationships - things that happened or I wished to happen. Other times they come out of the blue. I have drawn inspiration from a variety of sources including thrillers and other novels, suspense action and horror movies, and even comedies and children's cartoons. Get intimate with me I have always kept my work private but now I'm opening up and sharing my fantasies with the world. Please read my FREE Short Stories and download my erotic eBooks. I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I enjoy dreaming them up. Feel free to post comments on my site or send me an email. Come visit me on Facebook and Twitter and say hi!

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Push and Pull

Copyright 2013 Jamie Agee

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1

The streets were empty, and the sounds of the city’s nightlife had mostly subsided by the time Michael returned to the club. The show had ended an hour ago but he was not interested in the band’s performance. The club was quiet, but the tour bus was still parked out front.

Michael went home earlier in the evening claiming to be tired, but he could not sleep. His curiosity, jealousy, and anger toward Leanne conspired to keep his heart racing. He slipped back into the same clothes he had been wearing that evening and drove back downtown.

Michael parked his Camaro a short distance from the club and traversed the final distance on foot. The silence was broken only by the occasional car passing by. Michael paced the parking lot keeping a keen eye on the bus. He didn’t know how long he planned to stay there or what exactly he hoped to accomplish.

After an excruciating wait, some voices became audible from within the tour bus. Michael stepped into the shadow of the old brick building where the dim streetlight did not reach. Although there were no obstructions to obscure him from sight, his black clothing blended into the darkness. The glare of the streetlights and the lights of the bus made it nearly impossible to see beyond the illuminated areas. The bus door swung open and a solitary figure stepped out onto the cracked city sidewalk. With a thud, the door closed behind her without any more words being uttered. Michael’s suspicions were confirmed; it was Leanne.

Michael and Leanne had only known each other for a few weeks. Michael was a guitar player in a local band, and Leanne had come to see him play at area clubs. She made no secret about her attraction to Michael. He certainly enjoyed the attention but wasn’t sure that Leanne was the caliber of girl he wanted to date.

Leanne was three years younger than Michael. He had dated younger girls before so the age difference didn’t bother him, except when his friends would call him a cradle robber. However he was bothered by Leanne’s behavior and lack of poise. He expected her to have more class than a common band groupie but Leanne was young and wild. She frequently talked about smoking, drinking, drugs, and sex. She was not a girl he planned on bringing home to mom.

By contrast, Michael was a shy guy and spent most of his time alone. His lack of social skills prevented him from many interactions he desired. As a result, he had been single for a long time. Michael was lonely and any attention by any female was a welcome relief; even if it were not his dream girl.

Despite his moral reservations, Michael had pursued a relationship with Leanne as best as he knew how to do so with anyone. They most often conversed over the internet but spoke on the phone a handful of times.

Leanne frequently wanted to get together and hang out. When their schedule’s permitted, Michael would make plans with Leanne. She would almost always accept his plans, but when it came time to actually meet, she would blow him off at the last moment. They had only spent time together once since first meeting online. Michael was encouraged by his ‘date’ but let down when she blew him off the following weekend. He grew increasingly frustrated and confused.

After being discouraged the last time, Michael vowed to forget about her. He would not ask her out anymore or even go out of his way to talk to her. He wouldn’t waste any more time or stress on Leanne. Easier said than done.

This evening Michael’s band, 80Rock, had been the opening act for a touring band called Grim Night. Michael had fantasized about the show as it approached believing that Leanne would be right in front of him as he played on stage. He reveled in the idea of a girl lusting after him as he performed. But in their online conversations in the days leading up to the show, Leanne had expressed her desire for Tyler, the bass player for Grim Night. Michael never liked to hear her talk about another guy, but she was the type of girl who said what was on her mind and didn’t care what anyone thought. Michael could have accepted this if it weren’t for the fact that she would undoubtedly meet Tyler at the show. Instead of eagerly anticipating the upcoming show as his band mates did, Michael dreaded it.

All evening, it seemed as if Leanne were avoiding Michael. And he made no attempt to talk to her. During 80Rock’s performance, Michael scanned the crowd but could find no sign of Leanne. He was disappointed but not surprised. His frustration manifested in his playing, and he made several noticeable mistakes during the set.

After the band removed their instruments and other gear from the stage, Michael spotted Leanne at a table talking enthusiastically with Tyler. She laughed loudly and touched him more than necessary. In his usual fashion, Michael pretended not to care or even notice.

Once Grim Night took the stage, Leanne positioned herself directly in front of Tyler. She studied his every move and cheered boisterously after each song. Michael had seen enough. He told his band mates and friends that he was tired and left the club halfway through Grim Night’s set having never spoken to Leanne.

Michael stood in the dark corner of the parking lot watching the girl he wanted to date step off the tour bus with tussled hair. While he had driven home, laid in bed, and driven back downtown, Michael had repeatedly mentally accused Leanne of fucking the touring musician. As his suspicions were confirmed, he felt adrenaline streaming through his body. The humid summer night air blew softly but did not cool his heated flesh.

Michael stared at Leanne as she struggled to remember where she parked. She walked fairly close to Michael but remained unaware of his presence. Michael contemplated stepping out of the darkness and confronting her. However he knew the situation would end badly if he did. Besides, he was paralyzed with rage anyway.

Leanne sat in her car for a few minutes, probably fixing her hair, texting someone, or maybe taking the morning after pill. Then the car lurched out of the parking lot clearly being driven by an intoxicated driver.

As Leanne’s car disappeared into the city streets, Michael tried to plan his next move. In his enraged state, Michael thought of things he could do or say to her, and things he could do to the bus or the people inside. But he knew he would do what he did best, what he always did: nothing.

2

Michael assumed he would get some kind of closure after witnessing the truth about Leanne. He convinced himself that was the reason he had returned to the club that night. However, he still found himself wanting to confront her about her behavior. He didn’t like being mistreated.

Michael stuck to his guns and had no contact with Leanne. He stayed off of the internet to avoid potential online chats. He simply wanted to forget her, but his thoughts kept returning to her broken promises and that look in her eyes when she stepped off the tour bus.

Why was he so caught up on this girl? He didn’t understand it. She was not even that attractive. Michael had downloaded over a dozen pictures of Leanne from her online profile soon after learning that she was attracted to him. He focused on the pictures and pointed out her positive attributes, trying to force an attraction to Leanne.

Leanne was about 5’6" and thin. Her pale skin seemed translucent and stretched over her bones. Her older pictures depicted her with bleached-blonde hair cropped just below her ears, but the more recent pictures were more accurate to her current appearance. Her natural strawberry blonde hair hung onto the tops of her shoulders. Her face was elongated with high cheek bones. In certain lighting and with the right makeup, Leanne could have a classic beauty. But she opted for a rougher demeanor. She wore heavy black eye shadow, unkempt hair, and typically posed with a pissed-off expression. Michael had a hard time convincing himself that Leanne was pretty,