"Groupie" is a word that Jamie Lynn would argue should never be applied to her; she's simply an admirer of talented musicians like Dane. Naturally that admiration often leads to intimacy -- after all she's Dane's muse! Or she was, until the hypercool keyboard player laid the bad news on Jamie that she wouldn't be accompanying him on the band's latest tour -- that honor would go to a younger, hotter version of Jamie! If Dane thought Jamie was simply going to slink away, he couldn't have been more mistaken; when the dust settled, the music man was squirming thoroughly trussed up on the table ...

"Groupie" is a word that Jamie Lynn would argue should never be applied to her; she's simply an admirer of talented musicians like Dane. Naturally that admiration often leads to intimacy -- after all she's Dane's muse! Or she was, until the hypercool keyboard player laid the bad news on Jamie that she wouldn't be accompanying him on the band's latest tour -- that honor would go to a younger, hotter version of Jamie! If Dane thought Jamie was simply going to slink away, he couldn't have been more mistaken; when the dust settled, the music man was squirming thoroughly trussed up on the table in the space his keyboard had recently occupied! to listen to Jamie's ranting without the possibility of rebuttal thanks to the duct tape on his mouth, Dane moans in frustration while his ex-muse teases with her bare boobs, then watches in horror when she departs with his prize keyboard!