Jamming Good with Weird and Gilly

The kiss did get a giggle out of the guitarist because it did feel nice to be complimented and the singer was getting used to the company of the musicians. Mick just felt a rush of heat pass over him and the skin prickled where Ziggy had left a red smudge of lipstick.

"You're welcome, mate. These pants---I'll look after them for each performance when we go out on stage and rock the world."

Gilly paused when Mick looked down to see the drummer's hand quickly pass over his ass. It didn't bother him since he had asked the tarty drummer to touch his pants. It was all good fun. Weird was drinking and noticing the look Ziggy was now giving him. Oh. Was that?---no, it couldn't be, surely. The bassist not letting on more than he knew.

"How about we all get smashed tonight, lads?"

Mick picking up the bottle of booze and smirking.