Britney couldn't concentrate on her choreography. She was frustrated about it, and it showed. She threw everyone else off twice. After the second mess-up, the choreographer came over and pulled her to the side. 'Yeah, like I could tell him the truth,' Britney thought as she apologized. She made herself concentrate on "the effort", as Nigel Dick had put it to her. She was happy to be doing a show after this shoot; it would help ease some of this tension she couldn't place. She looked at herself as she danced, noting her hard nipples and heavy breathing pattern. It was almost as if she couldn't control herself. 'But duh, Britney,' she told herself as she went thru her routine perfectly. 'Guess who'll be at the show tomorrow? Jasmine. Guess who's been at the last few shows? Jasmine. It won't get any better for you,kid,'she thought, sighing under her own wailing voice blaring out of the speakers. "Okay, that's a great run-through, take 20!" the instructor said, patting Britney on the back. She went over to get a bottle of water,and sat down on the floor to watch Jasmine. She wasn't quite sure what to make of it all, and wanted to take her time about it, yet and still......
Britney recalled the moment when she first met Jas a few weeks ago: "Hi, everyone, this is Jasmine, our new dancer," the instructor said, presenting her. Jasmine smiled shyly and said hello. The other dancers welcomed her first, then Britney, who tried her best to make her feel comfortable.
But Jasmine had never let her guard down completely,which perplexed a few members of the entourage. When they were on the tour buses, they joked around and had bull sessions on topics like art, movies, and relationships. Britney noticed that she and Jas often laughed at the same things and shared views on shopping and love. But, for the most part, Jasmine stayed in the background, glowing only when she was onstage, and when she wasn't even aware of it.
Britney yearned for Jasmine when she was glowing. When she had that sexy, intense, pouty, 1/2 asleep expression on her face. Jasmine would curl up and listen to everyone wearing that expression, sometimes joining in. Britney could not help but become quiet and study her from behind her shades. At those times, she wanted to go over next to her and curl up around her. Why, she wasn't quite sure. But she knew that Jasmine turned her on. And maybe she turned Jasmine on, too. Justin was great, but this was something else, something deeper. Britney thought about one enlightening conversation the girls had had last week about media images of women. Jasmine had become very vocal then: "I think women should feel beautiful about their fullness. Sticks are for brooms!!! Women need weight on them just like men do; we need weight to remain healthy and bear children. Women with actual SHAPES are beautiful to me, women like Jennifer Lopez, Tyra, and Britney Spears."
Britney was surprised. "Wow, thanks Jasmine! I feel so strong now. It's never been put to me like that before."
"Well, it's the truth. You're welcome," Jasmine said sincerely. Jasmine and Britney looked at each other for a minute, then Jasmine started talking about guys. During the show that night, Britney shook everything that her momma gave her proudly, smiling at Jasmine often. That night after the show, in the hotel room, she touched herself all over, wanting to dial Jasmine's extension so bad......
But she hadn't, she'd kept her feelings below the surface,and still they flowed like a current. How she wished she could swim in Jasmine's current........
TBC....