In a way to get rid of her.

You pause for a moment before answering, composing a reply that will turn Marilyn away. Not that you couldn't use piece of what looks like a nicely tuned older woman, but you're more interested in seeing how the evening goes with Christina.

"Yeah, the lead guitar," you tell her with a smile, raising your voice as the next song starts.

"With all the tattoos?" Marilyn asks, looking up at the stage to watch Christina and the band rocking through the old Bangles hit 'Walk Like an Egyptian.'

You nod. "Pretty hot, right!" you yell with a grin. Marilyn gives you a tight smile and takes her hand off your arm as you sit back and watch the band. Vicki has abandoned her keyboards for the moment, dancing beside Christina as she whacks a tambourine over her head. Her body gyrates as her boobs look about to pop out of the low cut jump suit at any moment. She gives you a quick glance and a wink, momentarily grinding her hips in your direction.

When the song ends Marilyn stands and offers her hand to shake, a look of disappointment on her face. "Take care Brian, you were great up there. I hope I see you perform again some day."

"Thanks Marilyn," you reply with a smile as you shake her hand. "You can never tell." You watch her return to the bar, admiring the sway of her full ass in her tight skirt, before turning your attention back to the stage. You see Christina and Vicki both grin and shrug at you, and you raise your beer in a toast to them.