Going after Joey

After reading the profile of all three, Judy's eyes return to Joey. She'd heard his music before, and is almost ashamed to admit the effect of his music on her. That, and there's the fact that he's a virgin. Despite the heavy guards, it would be worth it. Nothing is sweeter, in Judy's opinion, than breaking in a virgin. The fact that he's a healer doesn't even register. She looks over the picture of Joey, as well as his vital statistics.

Height: 5'2"

Weight: 124 lbs.

Skin: White

Eyes: Green

Hair: Blond

Age: 19

The picture shows a young-looking man, seeming much younger due to his cleanly shaved "baby face" and slender build. Judy's mouth is almost salivating in anticipation of what she wants to do with him.

She readies herself, everything she needs, and calls a contact she has who books her a front-row seat to Joey's next concert.

A day later, she's there, in the front row. She's done everything she can to make sure that Joey notices her. She knows that he'll serinade one of the audience as part of his act and sure enough, he's spotted her. Then he goes into his song and Judy has to grit her teeth to remain in control as he sings to her, his voice and his motions enflaming her core desires. She wants to take the little man then and there, eat him alive, fuck him until he passes out, then do it all over again. When he finishes his song, he's right up against her...and she can definately feel that she's had an effect on him as well...as there is a large and almost dispraporionate bulge at the front of his tight trousers.

Damn, thinks Judy, this boy must be hung like a Phraxian mega-horse.