Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2000 13:10:11 -0400
From: danbriggs3000@cs.com
Subject: PAssion in fashion-2

Hi once again Nifty Readers! Here I am with the second installment of
"Passion in Fashion". I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing
it. One of the reasons I am writing this story is to say thanks to all the
Nifty readers,writers and sponsors. This website is a great forum to
express our love of erotic writings,and to put our spin on fantasies and
desires....which is the key to our sanity; For what is life without
expression and imagination? I want to Thank Casey and Franklyn and all the
others for your EMails......keep them comming!!!! I am an EMail junkie and
will respond to all letters,flames will be cheerfully ignored! By the way
if no one knows, Write me with your choice for the love interest for
Danny. The most EMail votes will get Danny hooked with the N' Syncer of
your votes:-) So here we go and have fun!!!!!!


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DISCLAMER
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This is a work of fiction. Any refrences to the sexuality of N'Sync is
purely the perversion of the author and those who read the story. This
story is not to imply that Lance, J.C., Joey, Justin or Chris is
Gay.....but oh Christ Let one of them be;-) The settings are real,the
Emotions are true and the rest............thats for you to decide.

Now on with our story...................


"Passion in Fashion" Part -2


THE LIMO


"We will be there shortly Gentlemen." Said the Chauffer to his passangers.

"Cool! I can't wait to get some new threads!" Justin said excidedly. "I'm
so glad they let us come early and shop without any hassle."

"Boy you got that right Jus," Joey chimed in. " I love our fans, but they
don't need to see us shoppin' for our underwear for Chrissakes!"

" C'mon guys, " Chris said " At least we aren't shoppin' for our clothes at
Sears!"

All five let out a roar of laughter at Chris' remark, which was directly
aimed at their arch rivals:the other boy band known as The Backstreet Boys,
Who had done a commercial for Sears some time back.

" At least out manager has taste! " J.C. said cooly. " Nice car, nice
scenery, great store to go shopping in." He leaned back into his seat and
clasped his hands behing his head, " I know when we go out onto the stage
tonight we will be dressed to impress, and to the nines."

" Well some of us still need help in the taste department." Lance chided
J.C. playfully.

J.C. looked at Lance with mock hostility " Oh really Lansten?! Well when
you need help making sure your clothes match, I will be more than happy to
help you out."

Lance rolled his eyes and laughed lightly, " J.C. you know as well as I
that plaid went out in the 70's. Too bad no one told you about it."

"Thats it!" J.C. went for Lance's throat with great flourish.

"Ok boys quit the roughousing!" Greg said firmly. Greg was the band's
Charge D' Affairs and and ocasional nanny. " How will it look when you and
Lance are on the front page of the Enquirer with the headline 'Boy Band
Battle'?"

" Oh we won't go that far. " Lance said bemused, " Just enough to make
J.C. see the error of his ways."

J.C. looked at Lance and flashed his eyes mockingly. " You know you're too
pretty to hit Lance. Besides, we all know how sharp of a dresser I am."
J.C.'s face was positively beaming.

" Sharp? That's an overstatement!" Lance said in mock suprise, " The only
thing sharp about you is your snoaring."

Joey and Chris sighed, and Justin laughed. Greg rolled his eyes, "Enough
you two, or you will shop at Target!"

Both J.C. And Lance glanced at Greg and then at one another." Ok ok we'll
stop the snaps."  Lance said sheeplishly.

"Truce." J.C. said. "And to make it serious," J.C. held out his right Pinky
to Lance.

"Pinky swear!" Lance chimed in as his right Pinky interlocked with J.C.'s
and they shook them in one grand flourish.

"Peace in our Time." Chris said mockingly "Now let's get the facts
straight. We will be going to Neiman Marcus. We are picking out clothes we
will be wearing tonight, becuase the store has a promotional tie-in with
the Pond where we're playing tonight,right Greg?"

"That's right," Greg toned in, " So pick out somthing fashionable. Neiman
Marcus is a fine store and has a good selection of the latest clothes you
guys willl like."

"Listen to him shovel it! " Joey broke in, "He sounds like a friggin'
salesperson.  Hey Greg? Are you getting a rake off from the store for your
plug?" Joey was smiling as he spoke.

" Ha ha. " Greg said drily. " Well if you don't be careful Mr. Fatone you
will be doing commercials for Target's Men's Department and have to wear
THEIR clothes selection! I'm sure they have a fine selection of Superman
Clothing."

All of them let out a howl of laughter. Joey had a Superman addiction and
it was no secret, but the boys still kidded him from time to time about it.

" That would suit me just fine. " Joey said in his defence. " If its Supes
wear, It's Joey's wear!"

"Ohhhhhhh " Justin said mockingly as he clasped his hands in mock prayer "
Superman you're the greatest."

"Yeah yeah yeah keep dishing it out Goldilocks!" Goldilocks was Joey's
nickname for Justin , "You're just lucky we have to preform tonight! I was
gonna go Kryptionian on your ass!"

"Promises Promises!" Justin said."One day you might be able to do what you
claim."  Justin was having fun with the crimson haired singer.

Joey gave Justin a sideways glance and remained silent. The limo began to
turn into the parking lot of Nieman Marcus. As it started to roll to the
front of the store entrance, Greg spoke up.

" Ok guys we have an hour to shop. One complete outfit for the show and one
personal outfit for each of you. Once you've found what you want bring it
up to the register."

" I thought the clothes were free?" Lance said slightly confused.

"They are Lance, but they need to be inventoried by the store so they know
what we chose."

Lance felt slightly blonde for even saying it. " Silly me." he said with
his trademark puppy smile.

The limo rolled to a stop in front of the store. As they five of them
looked out the window, they saw several security guards form a walkway from
the limo to the entrance of the store.

" They really are rolling out the welcome mat for us, huh?" Joey said
matter of factly.

"Its precautions Joey," Greg said ," We don't want you assaulted as you
shop."

"Well let's get this goin' then," Chris said as the door to the limo was
opened. As the first of the band memebers were exiting the limo, they saw a
young man approach them wearing a suit. One by one they eyed him as he
aproached.

The young man came up to them and paused. He looked positively
astonished. 'Must be a fan?'  Greg thought, The young man spoke to the
assembled group.

" Welcome gentlemen to Neiman Marcus, Fashion Island. My name is Daniel and
I will be your personal shopper for the duration of your visit. If you'll
follow me I will escort you to the Men's Department."

The five memebers and their manager eyed the salesperson and gave him a
quick once over. He coudn't have been more than 25 tops.Well dressed and
handsome. " Well at least we have someone our own age to help us pick
clothes." Lance said, " Whenever we have done this in the past we always
get some guy who's old enough to be our dad or grandfather."

Danny smiled. That smile was electifying . It made him look like his face
was made to smile, Lance returned the grin.

"Well thanks for the compliment Mr. Bass. I hope we can find what you want
to wear tonight."  Danny was drinking up Lance's gaze. Was there a
connection there? Did Danny see somthing in Lance's face that said "Hey I
find you cute."?

'Oh C'mon Danny snap out of it! He's straight and he probably thinks you
are a nice guy. Lance always thinks the best of people. At least thaty what
they say in those teen magazines.' Danny's mind was saying to itself.

Lance smiled again. " Well let's get to it then." Greg said , and as one ,
the band members, Danny and Greg headed on into the store.


NIEMAN MARCUS


As the doors parted for the men, Danny turned to them and started to walk
backwards as he spoke to them . " We have a wide selection of clotheirs you
might like such as Versachi, Boss, Polo, Tommy Hilfiger, and the like. If
you need to try on your choices there's a dressing room off to the left of
the department for you to try on your selections."

Lance met Danny's gaze and held it as they walked to the Men's
Department. Danny became slightly unnerved as Lance drank him in; So much
so Danny slipped and knocked into a table display, sending it and Danny
speeing to the floor. As the display broke Danny's fall, Lance rushed to
help the fallen salesman up. Danny reached for Lance's outstreached hand.

"Here let me help you up." Lance said quietly as he started to pull Danny
from the remains of the fallen table.The moment Danny and Lance's hands
met, Both felt as if they had touched a live wire.

'Oh my God!' Danny thought wildly, ' What the hell was that?! I feel like I
could fly.'

' What the Hell?!' , Lance thought amazed, ' That was incredible!'

As Danny regained his stature, he held onto Lance's arm and came eyeball to
eyeball with this handsome man. Both of them looked into eachother's eyes
for what seemed to be like an eternity. Slowly they came to there senses
and realized everyone was looking at them. Chris coughed slighty.

" Um guys, are we going to stand here all day?" Chris asked the two
awestrucked men as they broke their eye and arm lock.

" No, ummm, " Danny said as if he has just awakened from a deep sleep, "I
am so sorry gentilemen for that awkward and clumsly display of
pratfalls.I'm trying to get on workman's Comp." Danny winked at the end of
his statement.

The men let out a small chuckle, but Lance still looked at the salesman
with a catatonic expression. Almost as if they young clerk had put a spell
on him.

" Hey Lance are you ok?" Justin asked slightly concerned, " You're acting
as if you fell on the floor?"

"No," Lance shook his head as to clear the cobwebs from his mind, " I'm ok
I just got lost in thought."  ' Yeah lost in thought as to how much I am
attracted to this hunk!' He thought slighty breathless.

" I'll bet Lansten," Joey said mockingly, "I know what you were thinking."

Lance covered up his glaze quickly enough, " Oh yeah Joey? And what
exactlty is it that you think I was thinking?"

" About how much better I am going to look tonight than you!" Joey let out
a hearty laugh.

Lance rolled his emerald eyes, " More like how ridiculous you will look."
Lance smiled a toothy grin.

Joey smiled and let the jab slide. " Ok ok guys if the mutual admiration
society meeting is over let's get this show on the road."  Greg said
slightly annoyed at the delay. " C'mon on you go."  And as one they
continued on to the Men's Department, Danny still looking at Lance and vice
versa.

'Oh c'mon Danny snap out of it! Lance Bass of N' Sync is not Gay and was
not checking you out!' Danny rationalized as he walked the men to the
department the rest of the way in silence.

' He is one hot number.' Lance thought to himself,' I wonder if he thinks
the same about me? He loooked astonished to see us in the limo, Hmmmmmm I
wonder??' Lance thought as they finally entered the Men's area.

A man rushed up to greet them" Hello Gentlemen," It was Mario who greeted
them ," I'm the Manager of the Men's Shop here at Nieman Marcus. Please
feel free to peruse and try on anything you like. When you're done just
come up to the register and we will get you taken care of."

" I already brief the guys in the limo." Gred said, " They know what to
do."

"Well then Gentilemen, " Mario continued , " Let your shopping experience
begin!" Mario swept the department with his hand and the 5 men went to work
looking for clothes.



Well guys thats the end of Part 2. I loved writing this part and I hope you
like it. PLEASE please I beg on my knees write me and tell me what you
think? Will Danny go with Lansten,or will another N' Syncer take him?Will
There be an SECOND love interest? who knows, but let me know what you
think. If all goes well I will have the third installment out within a few
days.

Also tell me how long you want this story to go? 3 parts, 300? The more I
read the more I will write so keep writing.:-)

Ciao!