Date: Tue, 09 May 2000 10:57:15 CDT
From: CH
Subject: In The Groove pt. 9

The moment Jasmine closed the limo door, Britney laid out on the seat,
sighing in frustration.
  She stared up at the plush ceiling, thinking 'Why wouldn't she come with
me??? She acts like she's scared or something.....' she sighed again,
twiddling her thumbs.'But she definitely wasn't scared earlier...man, did
she put it on me! But we were behind closed doors then.... when we're out in
public..no, hold up, the plane episode...well, it was dark then..' she
argued, tilting her head from side to side as she  pondered, messing her
hair up. The city lights beamed through the lightly tinted windows on her
frame.  Britney ran her hands up over her chest, memories of their last
sexcapade vibrant in her head. She moaned loudly, remembering how she'd rode
Jasmine's fingers until she came all over them. She smiled softly to
herself.
"Another first with Jas," Britney said out loud happily,going deeply into
thought...

*** She'd been attracted to other women since she was 13 or so. Her
attraction to them became more pronounced for her when she'd joined Park
Lane High's Basketball Team. The other girls would dress/undress in front of
each other without thinking twice. But once, she'd been caught staring much
too long at Tamara, the first female object of her affection.
  Tamara possessed the biggest breasts on the team, and Britney longed to
have them, at that time being only a 34A.
  'Hey Spears, heads up! ' Tamara called out to her, laughing with a knowing
expression on her face. Britney looked up, her mouth agape, and quickly
raced into her uniform.
  After practice that afternoon, Tamara ran smack into Britney, who was late
meeting her ride. After their initial "Oh!" and apologies, Tamara pressed
her chest into Britney's, pushing her back a little.
  'You like these, huh Buttons?'
  Britney, stunned by the whole experience asked 'Buttons? Why do you call
me that?'
  'Because that's all you have-' Tamara said, pressing again into Britney
'-for now. But not for long. But I like Buttons too....they're so
sensitive....' Tamara had said, licking her lips. She backed from Britney,
whose face was flushed.
  'And plus, you're cute as a button..'she continued, backing away to study
her figure.
  'Oh..thanks, Tamara, thank you..' Britney responded, unable to voice her
adolescent desires. At this point, her mom came down the hall, looking for
her. Britney joined her hurriedly, and her mom had looked back curiously at
the young woman who was still watching her daughter.
Britney felt a talk coming on, of a different sort!
  'So, Britney, how's Justin doing?'
  'Who? Oh, Justin! He's fine, mom! I got a letter from him yesterday.'
  They got into their car and headed home.
  'What was he talking about in his letter?'
  'Not much, just that he misses me and wishes I could come to Orlando
again.'
  'Oh, who was that girl you were with?'
  'Huh? A girl? Oh, that was Tamara, she's really cool.'
  'Oh, how old is she?'
  '16.'
  'Does she like girls or boys?'
  Britney almost spit out the water she'd been downing.
  'Um, to my um, knowledge...mom,it's no big deal, I don't know!'she lied.
  'You just be careful with her,BJ' her mom repeated, shaking her head.
Britney rolled her eyes, which her mom caught.
  'Okay Linda.' Britney said in a sing-song voice.
  'Don't Linda me..you're not grown yet!'
  'Yes Ma'am.' Britney said. Her mom became silent again.
  'Would you like to go see Justin over Christmas break?'
  'JT? Sure!!! Oh, cool, I gotta write him tonight.'
  Her mom sighed to herself, and both she and Britney knew a little more
about Britney from that moment on.
  That night, Britney wrote two letters: One to Justin, and one to Tamara.
The second one took a lot longer to configure. But she'd done it, and knew
it was the best thing to do. She had written to Tamara just three sentences:
      Dear Tamara, thanks for the other day. I'm not ready for any of this
kind of stuff yet, if you couldn't tell! But someday I will be,and I hope
you're around when I am.         Love, Spears  ***

  Britney smiled as she remembered, thinking 'My god, my life is not that
simple anymore! But I sure as hell am ready!'
  "Oh, yeah!! I'm ready!!!!" she said, laughing out loud. The limo stopped,
and Britney sat up, a little disoriented after having laid down so long. Her
door opened, and the chauffeur held out his hand.
   "Miss Spears? Are you ready?"
   "Yes, I'm very ready, for a lot of things!" He looked at her oddly,
waiting for her. She stepped out, and was practically blinded as she smiled
and waved at the papparazzi who'd showed up. She strutted down the red
carpet, and went inside, feeling very alone. She looked over the crowd,
noting the other Jive labelmates: Nsync, BSB, and other assorted celebrities
and semi-celebrities. Her agent hurried over to her.
   "Britney, your hair's a mess!!" she whispered to her.
   "It is?" She walked casually over to the ladies room.
   She looked at it in the mirror, and said, 'NO, it's not really..'
a few strands were astray,and she finger-combed them into place.
   "It's fine now....see?!?" Her agent could get a little carried away
sometimes.
   "Did I tell you there were some tv people here tonight? That's why I want
you to look your best. A few were talking to me about you...."
   They walked out of the bathroom and into the party. Britney's agent
mingled for a while, schmoozing and negotiationg for 2 hours, and found her
way back to her client, who was seated with her old friend Justin, now of
the group Nsync...
   Britney tried to ignore Nick's blatant stare as she talked and laughed
with JT and the other guys, but they picked up on it.
   "Yo BJ, Carter is hawking you!!! You go, girl!"
   "Shut up, Justin!! So what? We all know what a snake he is....."
Britney said, with a dismissal of her hand, meant to end the topic.
She thought to herself,'I would have had a lot more fun if Jasmine was
here...I wouldn't feel like such a grown-up Barbie doll,smiling on
cuet...Jasmine makes me feel human. Ye gads, we have got to talk....'

TBC!!!
Cinnamon