Lil Takes Veevee's advice

It was an odd combination of emotions that Lil was feeling. Her mom had not only given her permission, but pretty much encouraged her to have sex with Billy Royce! Her head was swimming! On one hand Lil was floored by her mom just giving her such an open-ended encouragement. On another she was surprised at just how possible the idea actually was! Not because Billy was a sleaz who boned every groupie that threw herself at him, but because he was so..human. Apart from the whole famous thing, he every much carried himself like a normal, sweet, hot..sexy..big d-Lil shook her head as her mind started heading in another direction. The point was that Billy Royce, the rock and roll sex god, was a man. And while Lil would never believe she could seduce a god, but a man? That sounded possible. Didn't mean she still wasn't nervous inside.

Billy for his part wasn't nervous, but he was excited. Lil was..she was definitely a Menard. She just had such a natural charm and friendliness that he could tell came from her parents. Plus she was really, really cute. Sexy even. Not sexy in the way Veevee was, but just as appealing. Veevee was the curvy, attractive mature woman who knew what she wanted and was completely confident in her sexuality. Lil was young, at the age where she's really starting to come into her own as a beautiful, sexual being. The fact that she didn't seem to find herself as beautiful as her mom told Billy that more than likely she'd had some negative experiences. If Lil wanted to, he would gladly show her the kind of attention a budding lovely like her deserved.

It was Lil who broke the silence. "You know Billy..it's not just a saying when mom told you I'm your biggest fan. I have..so much stuff. Things I've kept over the years. I.." She took a breath as she steadied her courage. Remember, deep down he's a normal human guy. That's how he wants you to treat him. "I'd like to share it with you."

Billy could see how nervous she was, but he could also see the courage she was showing by continuing on. It seemed by the minute as she continued to show her strength of character, the more attracted to her he was becoming.

"I would like that very much, Lil," he said sincerely.

Lil's face became one of excitement. She took his hand. "My room's upstairs." She wasn't worried about him seeing it. She always kept her room nice and neat (though if Lil played her cards right it might not stay that way). She could feel her skin flushing as the naughty thoughts ran through her mind. She let his hand go as she guided him up the steps, getting a little ahead of him.

Meanwhile Billy couldn't help but get an up-close eye-full of Lil's sweatpants-covered ass due to being a couple steps ahead of him. He reaffirmed his earlier opinion. She had "zero" to be ashamed of. He felt a deep desire to take those pants off with his teeth and "Sing to her moon" properly. Billy hadn't realized that he had been staring, and had been walking slower.

Lil turned slightly and caught him, but she didn't stop, quickly turning back so he wouldn't notice.

Holy shit, he's checking out my ass! Wow, he really seems to like it.

Lil found her lips curling up into a smirk of realization. Billy Royce. The Sex god of rock and roll. Who she had admired and lusted after for a good portion of her life..looked like he was into her. Suddenly Lil felt like she was on even more of a level playing field with him than before. She wasn't just a young woman dreaming about an improbable romp with a rock star anymore. She was a young woman attracted to a guy who was also attracted to her. Rather than kill her old fantasy, it seemed to be replaced with a new one about having sweet, passionate sex with a nice, hot guy that she knew she'd have no regrets afterwards with. Considering what had happened with her ex, that was the best possible feeling she could have with a man. The fact that it was Billy Royce made it perfect.

When they reached the top, Lil stopped. "Over here, Billy," she said with a fond smile, moving left down the hallway.

"Huh," Billy thought to himself as he followed after her. She seems more at ease all of a sudden. It was like when she looked at him it wasn't Billy Royce the Rock Star that she looked at, but rather William Royce, the humble young man who had left his small town to pursue his dream of music. It was very similar to how Veevee had looked at him at the bar the night they'd first met.

"This is it," Lil informed as he came up. She slowly opened the door to her room.