Behind the Blind Item.
"Selena Gomez & The Scene"
by Noopster.
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Remember Foktonia?
Well, for those who don’t, Foktonia is a very young, very small and impoverished nation in Eastern Europe under the oppressive rule of an ultra-nationalist and despotic regime that prohibits its people from sharing their culture with the rest of the world. Strictly guarded and forbidden to be shared outside of the country's borders under penalty of death for treason, all Foktonian media, such as the interview that follows, remains completely invisible to the rest of the world, and the zealous measures that the state will go to in guarding its borders and banning trade with the outside world make North Korea look like a tourist paradise.
But what makes this post-soviet country so peculiar is the insatiable appetite for western media of its citizens. Year after year, Foktonia continues to surprise executives of all the big media conglomerates with record-breaking box office numbers and album sales. Thanks to their extremely open views in regards to on-screen sex and violence, practically every Foktonian citizen will watch a movie or TV show if it's promoted within their borders, making it an effective life raft for struggling productions as well as a must visit destination for producers, directors and talent. All of this often leads to a very different style of interview than celebrities are accustomed to, one of which I already leaked in 2019.
This time I’ve gotten my hands on something juicier though. My contact has sent me transcripts from the new investigative journalism offshoot of the show he works for, Foktonia Tonight. They’re calling it “Behind the Blind”, a look at the true stories behind some of the spiciest gossip in Hollywood, told through the people who were actually involved. And due to her status as one of the most beloved and talked about celebrities in the country, the focus of their first deep dive will be Selena Gomez, starting from the early years of her career and digging into every dirty little rumor and story that’s been floating around ever since.
What follows is a transcript of the first of several interviews with the former members of Selena’s band, back when she was releasing music under the “Selena Gomez & The Scene” moniker.
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Greg Garman Interview, Part 1.
- So, uh... how do we start?
- Just say your name and what your relationship to Selena Gomez is.
- Okay. My name is Greg Garman and I was the drummer for Selena Gomez's band for 4 years.
- Good. Now tell us what was your experience working with her.
- It was great, she was just the sweetest, kindest person and it was really fun working with her and the rest of the guys. That was... it was a really special time in all our lives, I think.
- How were you selected? Did she pick you herself or was it the record company?
- Pretty sure it was Hollywood Records, yeah. We only got to meet her during the final stages of what was honestly a very long and exhausting audition process.
- Was it really?
- Absolutely. You'd never expect them to be so strict about the quality of the musicians they needed to play very basic, by-the-numbers pop stuff, but trust me, they wanted the best of the best.
-You must be really good then.
-I mean, I've put in the work, I'll just say that.
-So what was it like meeting her for the first time?
- It was super awkward.
[Laughs.]
None of us knew each other and we were all older than her. It was weird thinking that we were gonna be working and touring together and stuff.
- How much older were you?
- I was 22 at the time and Selena was uh... 16, I believe. So I was six years older than her, which at that age is like, A LOT older, and the other guys were a couple of years older than me, I think. Except for Joey, he was like 28 already or something like that. He was definitely the old man of the group.
- Did you think she was attractive the first time you met her?
- Well, umm…
- This won't be published in the States, or anywhere else outside Foktonia for that matter. You're not gonna get in trouble.
- Okay, well, yeah, I mean... she was fucking gorgeous, you know? She had the short hair and the cute little face, and those lips... holy shit, man, the lips on that girl were just--
[He looks at me, embarrassed.]
- It's okay, no need to hold anything back.
- Well, she was still pretty young so I don’t know how honest I can be here.
- I hope you will forgive me for being so blunt, Mr. Garman, but for the amount of money we’re paying you I expect you to be more than honest.
- I understand, but I just don’t want people to think that I’m some kind of creep or--
- This isn’t America, Mr. Garman. We’re not hypocrites making millions off of churning out singing and dancing teenaged sex symbols in skimpy clothes while at the same time telling the public they should feel guilty about looking at their tits and asses.
- Yeah but she was still technically a kid.
- Kids are children, Mr. Garman. The average person in your country loses their virginity at 17. In Foktonia it happens at 15 for most people. Those aren’t kids. A kid doesn’t want to fuck, a kid doesn’t want to suck a dick or eat pussy, a kid doesn’t masturbate or watch porn. These are young men and women that nature has deemed ready to become sexual beings. That’s why the age of consent is different here, why sexual education is different here. We’re not ashamed of our bodies or our urges, and we’re not bound to an arbitrary number of days that determine it’s okay to admire a person’s beauty or to enjoy the pleasures of sex with him or her. It is nature that decides that, it is the person that decides that, not math.
- Jesus… Okay, okay. Then yeah, her lips were really hot, okay? They were the first thing I liked about her. So plump and perfect.
The kind of lips you just can’t help but imagine wrapped around-- Anyway, she was super pretty, anyone would've been attracted to her.
- What about her body?
- Her… uh… body?
- Honesty, Mr. Garman. Remember?
- Alright. Well, she was very petite, very slender, but she already had those curves, that womanly figure… it was very noticeable whenever she was wearing jeans or something tight-fitting like that.
- What else?
- Well, her breasts were pretty small still, but they had such a nice shape to them, you know? Same for her butt, just really tight and cute, she just had a great body for her age, it was impossible not to notice.
- Did the rest of the band think so too?
- I would have to assume so. I mean no one said so at first but, based on everything else that happened later, I'm sure they were all thinking the same as me from the get go.
- That's why we're here, to find out everything that happened later. So once you got to know each other better and actually became a band, what was it like working with such an attractive young girl?
- It was... interesting. Obviously we were all very respectful and very professional, no one wanted to be the sleazy 20-something creeping on the teenager. But the thing was that, how can I put this... Selena was a very sweet girl, very affectionate and very uh, handsy.
- Handsy?
- Yeah, she was always giving people hugs or pressing herself on their arm, jumping on our laps... stuff like that. We enjoyed it of course, who the fuck wouldn't, but we could never figure out if she was doing it on purpose or if she even knew she was making a bunch of single guys horny all the damn time.
- Sitting on your laps, huh? What was that like?
- She just did it really casually like, we'd be hanging out at the studio or in the tour bus or whatever, and she'd just come and sit on your lap like it was no big deal and stay there just shooting the shit with us.
- Was it just you?
- Oh no, it was everyone. All the guys in the band, her agent, her step-dad, publicist, just like, any guy she was close with. She’d do it all the time.
- Do you believe she did it to tease you guys?
- I honestly don't know. All I know is I was always sad when she got up.
- Did you ever get hard?
- Heh, all the time, it was hard not to get hard.
- And did she ever notice?
- She never said anything, but there was no way she didn't. I don't mean to brag, but I've been told I'm... well-endowed, and there were a few times she had me so hard that there's no way she didn't feel me.
- But she didn't react?
- Nope, she just stayed there in my lap, and she kept doing it again and again after that too.
- So that was at the beginning, but it sounds like things escalated. How did it go from not being sure if she was teasing you guys to... whatever that happened later?
- It happened once we went on our first tour across the states. That was definitely the turning point. You see, up to that point we'd been recording and rehearsing constantly, and we had played some gigs too, but it was mostly stuff like local morning shows, mall gigs, one-and-done stuff like that where you get ready, you play the gig and then you go back home to sleep on your bed. But once the tour started and we began spending so much time together, the whole vibe changed.
- The vibe?
- Yeah, like, up to that point everything was still very innocent, we were around her a lot, but it was always at the studio or at a fan signing thing or rehearsing for something. Once we were on tour though, we were in the same hotels as her or sleeping next to her on the bus, or sharing the same changing room as her.
- Same changing room?
- Oh yeah, you gotta understand it wasn’t like now where she gets a whole wing of the building to herself and there’s bodyguards and an army of makeup and wardrobe people following everywhere. She was just getting started. We weren't playing big arenas or nice theaters, we were doing shitty gigs at very small venues with one small room backstage with a couch and maybe a couple of water bottles, that was it. Sometimes there would be a little curtain for her to change behind, and sometimes, if the venue was really crappy, there'd be nothing, and we'd have to turn around while she finished changing.
- Interesting. Did you ever peek?
- I mean, yeah, but her mother was almost always there with her so it wasn't easy.
- Almost always?
- She was Selena's manager at the time, so every now and then she'd be busy with one of the many issues that arise when you're playing at places like that, so Selena would have to change and do her makeup on her own.
- I'm guessing without her mother there, there was a lot of peeking.
- It wasn't so much peeking as it was her putting on a show for us.
- Really?
- I don't know what else to call it. We played a show in... I don't even remember, some place in the Midwest, and I don't know who picked that outfit for her that night but, oh man, it was special.
- How so?
- She was wearing this really short dress, and she wore short dresses a lot, but she was still super young so they were never like this one. This dress really hugged her body in a way that was just impossible to ignore, especially at the time, since this was before she started dressing really sexy. And to top it off she had these sexy black stockings on and a pair of really flashy, bright red high heels that were kind of... hooker-ish? I know it sounds harsh, but that was the first thing they reminded me of.
So we go on stage, we're playing, she's singing and dancing, doing her thing, but the vibe is just different. She's being a lot sexier than usual, you know? Like the way she's moving and swaying her hips, it’s a lot more pronounced and sensual than usual. And I’m there behind my drum set with a premium spot to stare at her cute little butt, just doing my best not to fuck up the song as she’s strutting around in that tight dress.
[He pauses to take a sip from his drink.]
I wasn't the only one who noticed though, all of us in the band kept exchanging looks, going like, "You seeing this shit?"
- Do you know why she was acting differently that day?
- No idea, I think she was just feeling herself because her mom had been busy with other stuff all day, and she was the one who usually told her not to wear things that were too revealing or "suggestive" as she would call it. So maybe that's why she was feeling more daring? Whatever it was, it was working on everyone there. I could see that the audience was getting all riled up, like usually you’d see the Dads in the crowd yawning or looking down at their phones during most of the show, but not that time. I’m telling you, they couldn’t keep their eyes off of her, a couple of them even whistled at her at one point. Grown man whistling at a teenager not much older than their own daughters.
- How did she react to that?
- Oh she loved it. She kept coming over to us and doing things she'd never done during a show before like winking and blowing kisses at us, shaking her ass, she even rubbed up on Drew at one point, and then she did it to Joey later.
- Drew and Joey, the guitarist and bass player?
- Yeah, can't really do that with someone playing drums, you know? Those lucky bastards.
- Did this go on for the entire show?
- Pretty much, I mean we didn't really have a big catalogue to pull from so we were playing like 30 to 40 minute sets at the most, but she didn't stop for a second, even between songs she was still strutting around, flirting with the crowd. She really put everything she had into it that night and when we finally finished and went back to the dressing room, she was sweating buckets.
- Was that when she put on a show?
[He looks up at the ceiling and exhales.]
- You sure I won't get in trouble for this?
- It's all in the documentation I provided you with.
- I don't know, man, she was 17 at the time and--
- I've also given you my word. And like I said before, things are very different over here. Foktonians don't lie to themselves about the things they enjoy. Let me show you something, this is one of Selena's recent interviews.
[Foktonia Tonight! With Special Guests Selena Gomez & Bill Murray begins to play.]
- Woah, what the hell? Is this real? I never heard anything about this.
-Like I said when we first spoke, our media is closely guarded. You can be as open and honest as you want. That's what us Foktonian's love.
- Jesus.. Okay, fuck it. This is what happened.
[He straightens himself on the chair before taking another sip of water.]
We get back to the dressing room and her mom comes in and tells us we have to be out of there in the next 30 minutes because of some scheduling bullshit, and then she leaves, without saying anything else. So the other guys and me, we're like, whatever, we just throw a hoodie on and we're good to go, Selena is the one who has to change, take off her makeup and all of that. So I start getting my shit ready and I stop paying attention to Selena. I don't know why, I guess I just assumed she was gonna follow her mom and change somewhere else, because if Mandy is not there, there's no way she's gonna change there by herself, right? And then I hear it, Selena saying, "Could you help me with the zipper? I can't reach." I look up and she's there with her back turned to Dane, waiting for him to unzip her. I can’t believe what I’m seeing, and he's just as shocked as me. He's looking back at us like "Should I?". So we all gesture to him like "Fuck yeah, you idiot, do it!".
- What was her reaction?
- I don't know if she saw us, but if she did, she pretended not to. She just kept standing there, holding her hair to the side and looking down until Dane finally reacted and started pulling down on the thing. I couldn't believe it, I mean it wasn't like she'd tried to hide from view, not at all, she was standing in the middle of the fucking room as the back of her dress started opening up and suddenly the back strap of her black bra came into view. I think Dean must've hesitated because she told him to hurry up, saying that her mom was gonna be mad if we were late, so he started pulling down again until the whole thing opened up and then, just like that, like it was the most normal thing in the world, the dress fell to the floor and Selena was there in her bra and panties.
- Had she ever done anything like that before?
- No way, man. It's like I told you, there was shit she did like bend over in front of us or she'd be wearing a skirt and not have her legs closed all the way, things that made us go like "She doing this on purpose?" But nothing like this, not even close. I mean she just thanked Dean for the help and started walking around the room like that, in nothing but a tight pair of black panties and a bra, and with those stockings and the red heels... Do you have any idea how fucking hot that was?
- I can imagine.
- No, I honestly don't think you can. I mean those panties were so tight on her plump little butt that they looked like they were painted on, and that tiny waist of hers, the cute belly button, the perky little boobs... I know I probably sound like a creep right now because she was still only 17 at the time, but come on! You've seen her Disney show, right?
- I have.
- Well, now imagine that girl, that cute, spunky, gorgeous little girl from the show, but she's in her underwear, adult underwear, like lacey boyshorts, the kind a grown woman puts on before a hot date like. And she's wearing that with thigh-high stockings and flashy red pumps and she's walking around the room looking like a high-class escort or something, and acting like it's no big deal, like she can't see us absolutely losing our shit.
- What was she doing?
- Just the usual shit like collecting her clothes or texting on her phone. That was when I knew she was fucking with us, because normally she'd take off the shoes right away and complain about them being uncomfortable, and same thing with her stage outfits. She always changed into sweatpants or pajamas or anything baggy and comfortable right away after a show, but that day she was working those heels, man, and sticking her butt out for us, the whole deal. So anyway, me and the other guys are looking at each other like "What the fuck is going on here?" I mean, I can only speak for myself but if the other guys were as hard as me, that would explain why no one was moving.
- Weren't you on a tight schedule that day?
- Yeah, and we were definitely going to be late, but what else were we supposed to do? I was sitting on the couch and at one point she came up to me and I put my arm over my hard on, trying to hide it, and she stands in front of me and she asks me something about her phone case or something? I don't really know because all I could focus on was the cameltoe drawn on the front of her panties, and she's right there in front of me, so close to me, wearing that, arms crossed over her chest, her panties hugging that little pussy so tightly... I really thought I was going to cum in my pants. I probably would have if Joey hadn't found the case or whatever and drawn her attention away from me.
- How long did this go on for?
- Honestly, it could not have been longer than 5 or 10 minutes at the most, but it felt like... I mean she was parading herself around for us, there's no other way to describe it. I don't think we ever saw her in the same way after that.
- Meaning?
- Meaning up to that point we always gave her the benefit of the doubt whenever she did something that could be misconstrued as sexual. The sitting on our lap, the panty flashes, the tickle fights... all that shit I mentioned before, we always thought it could just be because she was so young that she wasn't aware of the effect she had on men yet, you know? But once we saw her taking off her bra right in front of us we all knew what she was doing.
- She was topless?
- Not really, she like, half-turned away from us before taking it off and then covered herself with her arm really quick, but we still got a nice peek at those perky boobs of hers, just like she wanted.
- So what happened then?
- Someone from the staff knocked on the door and said the bus would be leaving in 10. That kinda broke the spell because after hearing that she was back to being her normal self. She threw on a really big t-shirt, must've been one of her step-dad's, took the shoes and the stockings off and then she was gone. And sure enough, 10 minutes later we were all back on the bus and everyone was acting like nothing had happened, but we all knew, and it all started to change after that.
- Okay, let's take a break before we continue.
- Yeah, okay, I could use one.
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[After a snack and a couple of drinks to loosen up he comes back to the table.]
- Ready to continue?
- Uh, yeah, I'm good.
- You said everything changed after the dressing room incident. Let’s pick up from there.
- Yeah, so we flew back to L.A. to do Good Morning, America, because Kiss & Tell was about to come out.
- Her first record?
- Right. It was a huge deal and we were all really excited. So after not seeing her for a couple of days we show up and we start getting ready, and we still haven't seen her because this is Good Morning, America and they actually have more than one dressing room for the talent. And then like 20 minutes before we have to go on stage she comes in to say ‘hi’, and she's wearing this cute silver dress with a bit of cleavage, showing just the top of her breasts, but it's a lot more skin than she's ever shown before, on stage I mean, and that was enough to get us-- well, maybe I shouldn't speak for everyone, but I know it really had me drooling over her.
Black or white? Panties or a thong? This is the shit going through my head while I'm sitting there, pretending to play drums on national TV.
So then she talks to the hosts, she's absolutely adorable throughout and then it's done, time to get on the bus because we have another show to play the next day. But as I'm about to leave the building, Selena comes running, still wearing the dress she performed in, and she tells me she forgot her bag, asks if I can please go get it before we leave because she has to do an interview or something that came up at the last minute.
- She didn't have anyone that could get it for her?
- Listen, that's a fair question, but she was asking me and it was impossible to say no to her. So I go back there, I find the dressing room where she left her stuff and the bag is there. And then as I'm about to grab it I see the thing is open, and right on top, almost spilling out of the thing, there's all of these different pairs of Selena's panties. Pink ones, white ones, green ones, thongs, briefs, lacy ones, you name it. There was nothing else in that room, no other forgotten bags or shoes or nothing, not even a fucking cup. The dressing room had been completely emptied except for that bag full of her underwear so, given what had happened before, I had to assume she had left it there for me on purpose.
- So what did you do?
- I zipped it up, because I wasn't about to walk down that hall with a bag full of girl underwear, and I marched right out as if I was carrying a bag of stolen money. I made it past the prop department and then I heard her calling out to me from behind a little curtain in the corner. "Oh, you got it, thank you so much," she said to me, sticking her head out from behind the curtain. I could see enough of her bare shoulders and chest to know she was naked in there, or at least topless, but I couldn't really see anything, you know? So then she says to me, "Before you go, could you throw these in there too?" and she goes behind the curtain again, I hear some rustling of clothes, and then she pops out of the curtain again with her underwear in hand. I think my face must've turned red because she started laughing at me, and then she told me to hurry up because she was going to be late. I looked around to make sure nobody was watching and when I grabbed them-- oh God, it was this really bright pink thong with a little blue ribbon on the front, so fucking sexy. I'll never forget how warm it was, and the strap on the back was so thin that I couldn’t stop picturing it between her ass cheeks…the crotch felt a little bit damp too; it was almost as if I was touching her.
- Did she say anything else?
- No, she just thanked me and kissed me on the cheek and that was it. Half an hour later she was back on the bus and it was like nothing had happened, she was just goofing around with her mom and acting all silly as usual.
- What happened to the underwear?
- I mean I gave the bag to one of her assistants, but I kept the ones she gave to me. There was no way I was gonna give those back.
- Weren't you afraid of getting in trouble for it?
- Umm, not really, no. I mean she gave them to me, she put her freshly worn panties right in the palm of my hand. I figured she wanted me to have them.
- Did you really believe that at the time?
- Honestly, I wasn't sure, but it's not like she was going to ask for them back either. She had tons of clothes and people taking care of the laundry for her. So either she wanted me to have them or she just never thought about it again. Either way, I kept them as a souvenir; the first of many.
- First of many?
- Oh yeah, a couple of years into it, we all had a collection of panties from her, some she’d given to us and others we’d flat out stolen while on tour. I don't know if anyone ever noticed, I guess they must've blamed it on the hotel staff or something.
- Please, continue.
- Right, so... those were the two big incidents that showed me she didn't exactly think of me as an older brother.
- Older brother? Had she said that to you?
- Once or twice at the beginning. It was really cute actually. She said she was excited to hang with us because we were all older and she'd always wanted an older brother. And I think maybe she did see us like that at first. Like, she used to ask us about what boys liked in girls, kissing, dating, stuff like that. And it was all very sweet and respectful but, uh, obviously things changed later.
So yeah, like I was saying, after the dressing room episode and the panties thing, I figured she wasn't as innocent as she seemed, and suddenly all our interactions had a different meaning, for me at least.
- What kind of interactions?
- Like the sitting on our lap thing. There's a lot of downtime before shows where you're just sitting there killing time and goofing around. So sometimes we would be teasing each other, you know, just making fun of each other for this or that, and Selena would start tickling one of us. She was always starting tickling wars, and when we’d get into it, sometimes she'd be laughing and thrashing around and my hand would brush against something, maybe her breast or her thighs or you know, whatever. I'd always get really hard when we were playing like that but there was one time in particular where it just kept going and going, because as I kept tickling her, she kept sliding down and her shirt was bundled all the way up to her chest so I could see her belly button, and because skirt kept riding up her thighs, her panties were showing, these really cute red boyshorts with white stripes across them. And I kept tickling her but eventually it went from her laughing to her just breathing really hard, more like panting, and instead of tickling I was just touching her all over. Her hips, her stomach, her thighs... and she's looking up at me with her mouth open like, clearly turned on by what we're doing. I don't know what would've happened if the bus driver hadn't interrupted us.
- Do you think you two would have...?
- No, no, nothing that serious but... maybe something like what happened after that. A week later I think it was. We had just finished playing a show and we had a long drive ahead of us to play some festival across the country in like 3 days. So it's late, we're in the back of the bus watching a movie together.
- You and her?
- Oh no, that would've been weird. I mean, Selena's mom was pretty cool about letting us hang out with her daughter, but not just the two of us alone, no way. No, the tour bus had a small lounge in the back with a curved sofa where all of us in the band would relax and watch movies together, even her mom would join us sometimes. There wasn't a lot of space for everyone back there so it could get pretty cramped sometimes, but if you got to sit in one of the good spots, trust me, you would not mind.
- The good spots?
- You see, Selena liked to sit right in the middle, and she also liked to watch scary movies most of the time, so if you were sitting next to her on either side there was at least a 50% chance she'd cuddle up to you once the scary shit started going down. And, unless her mom was there, that cuddling could be anything from like, resting her head on your chest, all the way to having you put your arms around her and spooning her. Which is why the other guys and me would fight all the time about who would get the good spots.
- Did she know you were fighting about that?
- I didn't think so at the time but, knowing everything that I know now... I think she probably did, and she probably enjoyed it too.
- How far would the spooning go?
- Not that far, honestly, but just having her body so close, feeling her warmth and her soft little butt pressed against you, it was more than enough to get the blood going. And knowing she was aware of it only made it worse. Or better, depending on how you look at it. I mean, some nights I could barely focus on what was happening on screen because of how fucking hard my dick was, I'm talking full on raging erection poking her on the butt, and she'd just stay like that the whole time, letting me press my hard dick on her, and pressing back herself whenever there'd be a jump scare or an extra gorey shot.
But getting back to what I was saying earlier. It was one of those late nights in the back lounge of the bus, her mother had already gone to sleep, and I had gotten the good spot. We were watching Jennifer's Body, I'll never forget it. Now, that's not exactly what you would call a scary movie, or so I've heard because I honestly couldn't tell you what the fuck happens in it, I was too damn distracted by her cuddling against me, enjoying the flowery smell of her hair, the way her body slightly shook whenever something made her laugh, the warmth of her soft shoulder underneath my hand; I was in heaven, couldn’t have given two fucks about the movie, all I wanted was for it to keep going. So anyway, we were all super tired. Joey had fallen asleep already, the other guys... I couldn't be sure. But it was completely dark except for the small screen with the movie, and no one had said a word for a while. Then that famous scene where Megan Fox and Amanda Seyfred make out started, and it was kinda awkward at first, like no one said anything, but no one wanted to be the one to like fast forward because that would be silly, right? Or at least that's what I figure everyone was thinking. Personally, I wouldn't have left my spot for any reason, not even if the bus was on fucking fire.
So anyway, we're all silently watching the close up of their mouths kissing and the scene is really got, and suddenly under the covers I start to feel Selena's hand moving closer and closer to my crotch, until it was resting on my dick. Not moving, just gently resting on top. It took me a second to process, like in a oh shit is this really happening sort of way. I looked down at her but I couldn't really see her face, she was still watching the movie. And then, right when the one girl gets on top of the other and they start to make out again, that was when I felt her hand closing over my shorts and around my dick. She was doing it very lightly, but I was so hard already, it was enough to make it twitch. I may have let out a short grunt too. We were covered by the blanket, but I still looked around to make sure the guys weren't paying attention to us before I pushed my hips forward just a little bit, right against her hand, just enough to see what she would do. And she didn't move, she didn't make a sound, she just gripped me tighter, like she was acknowledging it. But I was still afraid of taking it too far so I did another test. I had had my arm around her shoulder almost since the beginning of the movie, and I started stroking her bare arm a little bit. She was wearing a small tank top and the skin of her arm was so incredibly smooth, it was like caressing a cloud or something. And then, after I built up some courage, I made my move, I slowly reached over her arm and found her breast under the blanket. I just rested my hand on top of it at first, very lightly, enough so that I could pull back and feign ignorance if she rejected the contact in any way. But she didn't, instead she started to rub my cock through my shorts. It was like we were communicating in complete silence and she'd just given me the green light, so I went for it. I opened my hand and grabbed her breast for real this time, and I felt her squirm a little bit against my chest. I was fucking losing my shit. She had no bra under that top and I could feel the shape of the nipple between my fingers as I squeezed her breast over and over again. Fuck, I was in heaven, man. Just imagine, after all those months spending time together, watching her come and go in those little outfits, peeking over her mother's shoulder while she changed, sniffing her used panties, getting hard around her, dreaming about her... all of it, for months on end, and then finally I had her, literally in the palm of my hand.
- So this was your first time touching her in a sexual way?
- Yeah, like I said, she had given me the go ahead, and even though I still had to keep an eye on the other guys so they didn’t realize what we were doing, I was gonna try and get my fill, you know what I mean? By that point the sexy lesbian scene was over, but it had done it's job. Selena had obviously gotten horny watching it and I was lucky enough to be in the good spot to enjoy it. So I kept going. I very slowly, as to not alert anyone, took my hand off her breast and felt her side, then her thigh, and then I slipped it under her shorts and grabbed her ass cheek and gave it a nice squeeze. I felt her sigh on my chest so I squeezed again, and it was then that she followed my lead and her little hand slithered through the leg of my shorts and wrapped around my cock. It was so soft and warm, just like the rest of her. And then, with her head still turned to the tv screen, like nothing else was going on, she started moving it, jerking me off with really slow and tender movements. I looked at the guys around us and they were all still asleep, well, as far as I could tell. And she's just stroking my dick so good, like SO GOOD. Because being that young, I was expecting her to not know exactly how to do it, or at least hesitate a little bit, but no, she knew exactly how to jerk a guy off.
- So you think she'd had previous experience?
- Definitely. I don't know how or when, but that girl had definitely worked a dick before, no doubt in my mind. I mean, I remember getting handjobs in High School from girls just as inexperienced as me and they were always clumsy, too hesitant or too eager, they held a dick like it was an alien thing. But Selena... she was just confident, she had all the tricks. At one point she actually started to play with my balls on every down stroke. I mean, that's not something a rookie just does on her own, she picked it up from somewhere. And then she started teasing me with her fingers, like just brushing them up and down my shaft... I was literally biting into the blanket to keep myself from making any noise that would alert the others, she was that good.
- What about you, did you reciprocate?
- I mean, I tried. I slipped my fingers down her ass crack to reach her pussy, and I felt how wet she was, but it was too far away for me to actually get my finger in, and I couldn't risk waking up the guys, Drew especially, he'd always wake up at the faintest sound or movement. So I just tried to move as little as possible, just like, sliding the tip of my middle finger up and down her little slit. Fuck, man, I was just dying to fuck her, even after I came.
- So you did finish?
- Are you kidding? Of course I did! Some years later I watched that movie again and realized I had barely made it to the next scene. Didn't even last 10 minutes before she had me jizzing in my damn shorts.
- And afterwards?
- Some of the jizz must’ve gotten on her hand because she wiped it on my leg, and after that we just stayed like that until the end of the movie, me with my hand on her butt, her acting like my hand wasn't on her butt.
- And no one was the wiser?
- Uh, well, that's what I thought at the time, but when I told Drew about it, years down the line, he said he knew what we were doing. Apparently he had already gotten a couple of handies during movie night.
- So she was doing this sort of thing with the other members of the band too, not just you?
- Yeah, except we didn't know it at the time. She had us completely fooled. Like, each of us thought we were special or something. I didn't want to say anything to the others because I figured she had a real crush on me, and the rest of the band would think I was a creep for taking advantage of our 17-year old boss. I told Dane about it a couple of years later and he laughed, he said he used to finger her all the time and was terrified that anyone would find out.
- So how long did this... uh, situation, these casual sexual interactions with the band, how long did this continue?
- I don't know all the details, I just know what she was doing with me. You'd have to ask them to get the full picture. You are gonna interview them, right?
- Eventually, yes.
- Could I get a copy of their interviews?
- You could watch the footage, but no copies. Not unless you’re planning to renounce your American citizenship.
- Oh, right.
- Please continue.
- Yeah, well, as far as me and her... Things definitely began to escalate after that. As she started becoming more famous, she started getting more offers for interviews and appearances and whatnot, and that meant her Mom had to spend more time away taking care of all that shit. So she was spending more and more time alone with us. And during rehearsals or down time at the studio, or even just hanging out backstage there was a lot of her cuddling up to me or sitting on my lap, like it became way more frequent than before. In hindsight, it was pretty shameless of her, just going around sitting on our laps, knowing she was giving us erections and blue balls constantly, but at the time I was still unsure, it was like, one moment she was letting me dry hump her, and the next she was back to being a goofy girl, looking all innocent and acting clueless and stuff.
- Dry humping her?
- Yeah, this one time we were in the studio and the guys had gone out to get lunch, but I stayed because we needed to figure out what to do with the harmonies we had rearranged for the song. So anyway, I'm sitting there, she's on my lap as usual, and as I go over the chord progression with her I can't stop myself from looking down her blouse, the little mole on her breast just driving me fucking crazy, and her butt is right on my dick and I'm starting to get hard, and all I wanna do is just grab her, grab those two perky tits and squeeze them in my hands. Pretty sure she’d just turned 18 at that point but, we were in the studio, I knew there were cameras there, I couldn't do anything and, even if I could, I didn't know how she'd react, how far she'd let me take it, you know? So even though I'm rock hard, I'm still trying to focus on the music sheet, but she's pressing herself against me and, after having gotten a hand job from her already, I'm done feeling embarrassed. I start pushing back, and then it's just her grinding against me, grinding that beautiful, tight little butt on me, and I'm trying not to make it too obvious for the cameras but I can't help myself and I grab her by the waist, and I can hear her sighing very softly, and I pull her into me and I just hump her, like a horny dog I just hump and hump, just feeling her grinding on my dick and hearing her starting to moan and smelling the back of her neck and then I just lost it again and creamed my damn pants.
- Just like that?
- Look, I know it doesn't make me sound great, but I dare anyone in that situation to last longer than I did. I mean she was just so incredibly cute and sexy and perfect. It's why the pervy fucks at Disney chose her in the first place! Oh shit, this doesn't go out to-- I mean, Disney is not gonna sue me over this, right? 'Cause those guys don't fuck around, they will fucking bury me if--
- They can't do anything. Any information you disclose in Foktonia cannot be used against you in any court of law, and Foktonia has no extradition treaty with the United States.
- Okay, good.
- So what were you saying about Disney?
- Oh, I just wanna make it clear we weren't the only ones infatuated with her. I think everyone around her was, she just had a certain magnetism about her that turned grown men into... well, horny creeps I guess. And like I said, that's why the guys at Disney picked her, they knew. I know for a fact there were at least a dozen big wigs at the company, I'm talking about people really high up, high six, even seven figure salaries, that were constantly showering her with gifts, flying her and her mom to Paris and London and all over the place just to spend time with her.
- You believe their intentions were to...
- To sleep with her, yes. Listen, it's an open secret in the industry. Why do you think all the Disney girls are so fucking attractive? It's because the guys in charge love young girls, same shit happens at Nickelodeon.
- And do you think Selena was one of the girls that slept with them?
- I don't know, okay? I really don't. I wasn't dumb enough to start asking those sorts of questions. Shit, I'd never even told anyone about it until now. All I know is, when the big wigs would come down to meet with us at some event or a show, they would mostly ignore us guys and they'd be all over her, and they way they touched her, the way they talked to her, it was more than obvious they couldn't wait to get a piece of her. It used to make me really jealous.
- That was them. But how did Selena react to them?
- I mean, she was friendly, she was cute and giggly and, I don't know, just her normal self I guess. That's why I have no idea if she ever... did anything with them you know? She was just so good at keeping that shit secret. I mean, I didn't even know she was giving handjobs to the other guys in the band and we all lived together!
- Okay, let's get back to what you do know. You said things kept escalating, does that mean you actually had sex with her?
- Not exactly, no. She was saving herself for her boyfriend, but we got pretty close.
- You mean Justin Bieber.
- Yeah, that little twerp.
- How was your relationship with him?
- Not great, to be honest. The kid used to hang around backstage and give us funny looks. I don't know if he knew, but he had to suspect something was going on.
- So she was cheating on him with you guys then.
- I don't know if she thought of it as cheating, because she did seem like she was head over heels for that douchebag, but one thing I learned over the time I spent around her, is that when you grow up in the industry, you learn to look at things differently. Like I said, she'd had grown men fawning over her since she was like 16, I think she just rationalized it as harmless flirting with us.
- You think a handjob is harmless flirting?
- I don't, but, as weird as it sounds, I think that's how she saw it. She didn't think she was cheating on him because we weren't actually having sex, we we're just... I don't know, fooling around I guess. I could be wrong though.
- But she explicitly said she was saving herself for her boyfriend.
- Yes, it was the night that, how did you put it? Things REALLY escalated.
- Go on.
- It was after the People's Choice Awards, 2011 if I remember correctly.
That was the first award she had won for music, I guess I should say we did, but come on, it was all about her and we knew it too.
Anyway, at the time it was a pretty big deal because people like Bruno Mars and Ke$ha were also nominated, oh and Bieber was too.
He didn't take it well.
- Really? Was he upset about losing to his girlfriend?
- Oh absolutely, he acted like such an asshole. She was so thrilled to have won something for her music and he couldn't even be happy for her, it all had to be about him. I mean to this day I don't understand what she saw in him.
- What did he say?
- I don't know exactly, I just remember him throwing a tantrum after the show and the two of them getting into a big argument. They were making a scene backstage and we wanted nothing to do with that so we just left them alone and lit up a couple of blunts in the parking lot.
- Did you usually use drugs around her?
- Oh no, not at all, that was a big no-no with her mother. But that night she was busy with her manager shit, Selena was busy arguing with her douchebag boyfriend and us, we were dreading having to go to the afterparty because we knew it was gonna be full of famous people acting like assholes, and since we were just the backing band everyone was gonna treat us worse than the fucking waiters. That's how it always went for us.
Anyway, we're high as fuck in the back of the bus, there's smoke everywhere but we don't give a shit because we know Selena and her mom are taking a private car to the party. So we're alone, we're sharing dumb stories about girls we've fucked, weird shit that's happened to us having sex, that kind of thing. Dane is telling this story about a girl with lopsided tits he met at some bar and I'm laughing so hard there's tears coming down my face and then, what do you know, she's standing right there watching us.
- You didn't notice her coming in?
- We were so fucking high at that point I don't think we would've noticed Shaq coming in. I wasn't even sure it was really her at first, but then everyone got really quiet, and then I was like "Oh, shit, she's really standing there. We fucked up."
- What did she say?
- Nothing at first, she was just smiling, like she was enjoying the lopsided tits story. I could see she had been crying though, her eye makeup was a little runny, and her eyes were just as red as ours. Then she asked us if that was pot we were smoking and Joey started panicking right away. He was like, "We're sorry, we're really sorry, we're so sorry!" But Selena said it was fine, she said she liked the smell, and that she wouldn't tell her mom if we shared with her.
- Had she tried marihuana before?
- I don't think so and, in our defense, we tried to dissuade her from it but she just kept insisting, she wanted us to keep going, she wanted to smoke with us and hear the stories. I think she was feeling really down because of the fight with Justin, and she just wanted to hang with us for a while, you know, fit in with the boys. So after a while I just said fine, and I handed her the doobie. Joey was still panicking, he said he didn't want any part of it and left, Drew left with him too. Had I been thinking straight, I would've done the same, but I was high out of my fucking mind and she was there in that dress... You've seen the pictures, right?
It had this really tight strapless top that pushed her tits up and she's standing there, looking so fine that my eyes are just going up and down between her bare shoulders and her tits just looking so full and delicious.
So I just stayed there and I told her to take it easy, to take a very small hit at first. But of course she just took a big hit and started coughing all over the place. Dane and I started laughing, telling her to take it easy, but as soon as she got her breath back she took another one. I gotta give her credit though, she took to it real quick, and soon enough she was sitting there and passing that blunt around like she was really one of us. We tried to change the subject too but she wouldn't let it go, she wanted to hear the end of the lopsided tit girl story, and then she wanted us to tell more stories like that. I don't know how long it took but at one point she was so high that she just started getting real with us, you know? It was like, you know what weed does to people, for the first time the mask was off and she was just opening up to us, talking about really heavy stuff that she was going through, like all the pressure she felt from the Disney and the media and the fans about her image.
- Can you elaborate?
- Yeah like, she said she felt like they were all pressuring her to be the sexy popstar, but not too sexy too soon because then they would turn on her and call her a whore and stuff. That was shit she'd never ever shared with us before, we had been working together for almost 3 years at that point and yet our conversations had always been about silly shit or like, run-of-the-mill bullshit. It just felt like we were finally meeting the real her.
- What did you say to her?
- I mean, neither Dane or me had any idea of what it was like to be in her shoes, so we mostly just listened and let her vent. And I think that was exactly what she needed because she kept going. She told us that she also felt pressured by Justin to... well, to start having sex.
- She said that to you two?
- Yeah, she just started opening up about everything. She said she was still a virgin but that Justin kept pressuring her to do it, that it was all he wanted to talk about. And she said that she didn't feel like she was ready yet, and that that was why she'd been "experimenting" with us.
- Experimenting. She used that word specifically?
- Heh, yeah, I also thought it was funny, but it also made sense, you know? Between the weed and all the sex stuff she was talking about, I started to feel like that shit wasn't really happening, like I was dreaming the whole thing, and I just started spacing out, like just counting the stars and shit. That was until she brought me back with those magic words.
[He smiles and closes his eyes, reminiscing about something.]
- What magic words?
- She said, "Ugh, this thing is so uncomfortable."
- What thing?
- That dress she was wearing. You know what it's like when a girl wears a top like that, they have to keep pulling the thing up constantly, throughout the entire night you will see them pulling it up to keep their tits from popping out.
- Was she aware that her top was that low?
- Oh yeah, she was looking down at her breasts and she went like, "This fucking thing!" and she just starts tugging on it, like she was so irritated by it she just wanted to rip it off. And Dane and me are just staring at her tits, getting a glimpse of her little pink nipples as she lets out her frustration with the thing. And then it's like she gives up, and without skipping a beat she just says, "Fuck this dress I hate it!" and she pulls the cups down.
- All the way?
- All the way. Or at least as far down as the shape would allow without, you know, actually taking the dress off.
- So she's topless.
- Basically, yes. Her perky, tanned little tits are just out there, completely exposed as she starts telling this story about a guy, I don't know who, that told her once she was a bad kisser. She's just telling us this with her top down, her titties just out there in full view, like it's completely normal, and then I see Dane getting up. Selena is so fucking high and into her story that I don't think she even realized it, but I saw him. I thought he was freaking out like me and was about to leave, but he was smarter than that, he just locked the door and sat back down next to her on the couch. I don't know if he did it just to be safe, because anyone could've walked onto the bus right then and caught her with her tits out and a blunt in her hand, or if he was thinking ahead, either way it didn't matter because Selena's story was all about how the guy was an asshole and that she'd felt really insecure since. She said the only guy she had kissed since was Justin, but that because he was her boyfriend, he wouldn't actually tell her if she was a bad kisser. She said she wanted to know for sure, and she looked at me. I was starting to freak out. I mean I was super horny and my dick was super hard already, but I was also starting to get really paranoid about all the shit that could go wrong if anyone found out about what we were doing. She was about to turn 19 in a few months, but she was still a minor in regards to alcohol and drugs. So I start tracking back like, "No, I'm sure that guy didn't know what the fuck he was talking about," but she was very insistent. She said that we were like her older brothers and that she trusted us, which made me feel a little weird if I'm being honest, it's not the kind of thing you wanna hear a girl say when she's topless. But she was holding my hand and looking at me with those big brown eyes, and her tits were right there, all I had to do was reach and grab them.
- So what did you do?
- Nothing. I froze like a fucking idiot. It was Dane who took the initiative. He turned her towards him and kissed her, and Selena just fucking went all in on the kiss, I'm talking like full on making out with him, her tits pressed against his chest, tongues lashing at each other. I had never seen her like that, even when we'd had those... uh, encounters, she'd always been restrained and in control. But that night she was a completely different person, she and Dane were going at each other like there was no fucking tomorrow.
- So you just sat there and watched?
- I did for a while, yeah, until I couldn't take it anymore and I slipped my hand in between them. I grabbed one of her tits and she immediately turned to me and locked her lips with mine. And she gave me that same intensity too. Right away she was all over me, her tongue was going wild inside my mouth and her hands were holding mine as I massaged her tits. Then Dane pulled her mouth off me and started kissing her again so I leaned down and started kissing her breasts, squeezing them in my hands and licking around her areolas just like I had dreamed of so many times. It was fucking amazing. I could hear her moaning in Dane's mouth as I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples and started to suckle on it, lightly pinching the other one at the same time. Then she broke the kiss to tell me not to stop and she pulled my face into her chest as she and Dane started to make out again. I don't think I need to tell you that I was in fucking heaven then. She had the most perfect, cute and perky pair of breasts I had ever seen and every second my mouth spent wrapped around those hard little nipples felt like a gift from the fucking Gods.
- I see. Please continue, and be as descriptive as you can for the audience.
- You want all the details?
- That's what we're here for.
- Alright. So then I take her legs and I bring them up on the couch so that they're facing me, and I start running my hands up her thighs like, just testing to see if she's gonna let me do it. And she's like, her back is to Dean’s chest and her head is turned to the side so he can keep shoving his tongue in her mouth, but she's looking down at me out of the corner of her eye, and the way she's breathing and staring at me, it's like she's telling me "Do it, keep going!" So I go for it, I reach up her dress for her panties and I pull them down, taking my time, enjoying myself as I watch my own hands pulling Selena's pink, lacey panties down her beautiful tanned thighs. She lifted one leg and then the other to help me get them off, no hesitation at all, and then I lifted her dress and I saw her pussy was completely bald, just the softest, most delicate little pussy you could ever imagine. I mean this thing was... just try to picture it in your mind, Selena Gomez's virgin, 19 year old pussy, so tight and pink and amazing, just try to picture it, man. No matter how good it looks in your head, trust me when I tell you that it was still prettier than that. I think I must've frozen again, just staring at those perfect pussy lips like I was hypnotized. It was only once she spread her legs for me, I mean really spread them, that I snapped out of it. I remember her lips opening up, all glossy and wet, and my mouth just-- I just needed to taste her, you know?
- Did you?
- I looked up at her, 'cause I still wasn't sure if this was like... the real thing. But she was giving me this look like, "What are you waiting for?", or at least that's how I remember it. And I went for it, I dove right in there.
- Details, please.
- Heh, oh yeah, yeah, sorry. So I held on to her legs and put my lips on her little pussy, and at first I just gave it a lick, just testing her, or more like tasting her I suppose. And then I started to slowly lick from bottom to top, making sure I put a little bit of pressure right on her clit, 'cause at the time I didn't know a lot about eating pussy, but I knew girls liked that.
- And did she?
- Oh yeah, all I could hear at first was the wet noises of her and Dane kissing, like all sloppy and stuff, but once I started flicking that clit a few times, she wouldn't stop moaning. Made me feel pretty good about myself because, again, I hadn't gone down on girls too many times at that point.
- What were her and Dane doing during this, just kissing?
- They were kissing, yeah, her back was still against his chest and he was like playing with her tits and stuff, but once I started really applying myself down there, I think he started getting jealous that most of her focus was on me.
- What made you think that?
- The fact that she had both her hands on me, like on the back of my head, stroking my hair while I shoved my tongue in her little hole. Fuck, just thinking about it now... I've gone down on a lot of women since, but Selena's pussy was just-- perfection, there's no other way to put it.
- I believe you. What about Dane, it sounds like he didn’t just stop there?
- Oh yeah. To be honest, he really impressed me. He was usually the shyest one in the group, but he was all about taking the initiative that night. Selena was moaning, "Right there, right there, don't stop," stuff like that over and over again and then suddenly she goes quiet and when I start hearing her moan again, it's like, all muffled now, like I can barely hear her over the sounds I'm making as I lick and kiss every single spot between her thighs. And then I stop, just for a second so I can see what's going on with her and sure enough, Dane is on his feet now and Selena is sucking his dick.
- Had you ever seen her do that before?
- What? No, no way. She'd mentioned something about going down on her boyfriend right before we started going at it, but I never expected her to be down to suck another guy’s dick just like that. It was another one of those moments where I had to stop and really ponder if I was really experiencing that or if I was so fucked up I was just watching it, like an out of body experience.
- Again, details, please.
- Yeah, yeah, okay. So, I know there's been a lot of pictures leaked over here. This morning someone from your staff was showing me all kinds of kinky pics they got from when they hacked that guy that’s doing her documentary. But trust me, seeing it in real life, seeing that pretty face of hers, those pillowy lips wrapped around a dick, and then the thing poking her cute cheeks from the inside of her mouth... that's life-changing. She had her head turned to the side and Dane was holding the back of her head but he wasn't pushing her or anything, she was doing all the work herself, just bobbing on his dick like a pro. And once I saw her doing that I was like, "We're doing this, we're going all the way now", and I just took my dick out and got ready to put it in her.
- So you did fuck her then?
- Nope. I was going for it, didn't even think of putting on a condom, that's how horny I was. I really thought I was about to fuck Selena Gomez raw like that. I put the head on her opening and even got myself halfway inside of her before she stopped me.
- How did she do that?
- She put a hand on my stomach, not pushing me but, you know, just stopping me. And she said, "I can't, I'm saving myself for..." She didn't say the name, but she didn't need to, it was obvious she'd made a promise to Justin and she wanted him to be her first. I don't know if that still counts considering I already had like 3 inches in there but, whatever, I guess the girl had her own ideas about what counted as sex and what didn't every step of the way.
- But you did penetrate her?
- Yes. I don't know if I was the first either, but I like to think I was. I like to think that, even though I didn't get to really fuck her, my dick was the first dick she ever had inside of her.
- So after she stopped you, what happened?
- I said "Okay" and I pulled out, I mean what else could I do. I was disappointed, but only for a second because that was when she grabbed my dick. She started jerking me off and went right back to sucking Dane's dick. So since I couldn't get down there to keep eating her pussy, I started to finger her instead. I put a finger in and then a second one, her pussy was just dripping wet and the sounds of my fingers going in and out and of her just slobbering over Dane's dick was like, I don't know, man, it was probably the weed doing its thing, but it all just sounded so fucking loud, it was like we were all mic’d or something. I mean the whole thing was crazy. I had never even done anything like that with a regular girl, like have another dude be in the room with us, you know? And now there I was sharing Selena Gomez with my bandmate? I couldn't process it.
- Understandable. So then what happened?
- I came, that's what happened. And yeah, I know I sound like a broken record, but put yourself in my position, how long do you think you would've lasted?
- I make no judgments, I'm just here for the story.
- Well the story is that I fucking lost it. I didn't even have time to warn her before I shot my load all over her. I don't think I've ever in my entire life cum that much again, I'm talking just streak after streak of cum all over her. I shot it so hard that I hit her on the cheek with the first one and then it was just all over her dress, her stomach, the last of it even made a little pool of cum right above her pussy.
- How did she react to that?
- She, uh, mostly didn't. She just turned onto her side and put all of her attention on Dane. She was just done with me, it's the only way I can describe it.
- So what did you do?
- I just sat there and watched her sucking Dane's dick until he finished too. I didn't know what else to do.
- So he didn't have sex with her either.
- No, not by her definition of sex at least, no. She just sucked his dick for a few more minutes and then he came on her tits. It was really hot to watch her pointing the thing at her chest once he started shooting, like I could definitely tell she'd also done that before.
- What did she do when it was over?
- Nothing, she just got some tissues, wiped herself clean while Dane and I put our dicks away and avoided making eye contact with each other. And then she fixed her dress and she hugged us and cuddled in between us for a little while. I don't think either of us said anything, we were just riding that high, you know, the weed and the sex and everything. It was great.
- But she didn't finish, or did she?
- No, she didn't. Kind of shitty of us, I know, but it all happened so fast. I would've gladly applied myself to get her there but she just seemed, uh, well, like she was done. She was back to being her usual self and just... hanging out like normal, like she hadn't just milked the fuck out of both of us. And then someone called her, I think it must've been Taylor, and she said goodbye to us and left.
- Taylor Swift?
- Yeah, they were already very close, those two, and I saw them hanging out backstage before the thing with Justin. And I know they also hung out together at the afterparty so that's why I figure it was her calling.
- Do you know anything about the rumor about her and Selena that night?
- Sorry, no, I wasn't there. You'll have to ask Joey or Drew.
- You didn't go to the afterparty?
- No way, man, Dane didn't go either. We were high out of our fucking minds and we had just cum all over our 18 year old, world-fucking-famous boss. That was as good as it was gonna get that night and we both knew it. We were done.
- What happened after that?
- Well, we didn't really see her for a week I think? Maybe a couple of weeks, I'm not sure. But when we did, nobody said anything, we all just acted like nothing happened. And we never really talked about it either. I swear if Dane had not been there, I might've convinced myself that it had been a hallucination or a dream or something.
- So after this... occasion, your interactions with her, the dynamic between the band members, everything just stayed the same?
- Ummm, not exactly no, there's a lot of things that happened after that. I mean we continued to work together for another year after that but...
[He wipes the sweat off his forehead]
I think I need a break.
- Of course. I think this is enough for today.
Transcript ends.
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