As the crowd started to file out, Mark nodded to Lucky to stay where she was, she complied, she said goodbye to Maureen and her husband, they’d already swapped email addy’s and waved them goodbye, Mo telling her to enjoy the meet and greet and she’d like to see all the pics Lucky had snapped, and would snap. Lucky nodded, but didn’t think she’d share all her pics.
Steve, Simon and Owen walked over seeing her stood there, and each pecked her cheek and said they hoped to see her again, email addy’s were swapped again, luckily for Lucky she’d got several email accounts and one was specifically for Jovi pals she knew and met.
‘Hey did Sambora keep flicking his picks at you?’ Owen asked.
‘Yeah, I think I’ve got about half a dozen or so.’ She laughed that didn’t include the one he’d written on or Jon’s.
‘Damn I wish I was a woman.’ They all cracked up laughing at Owen, ‘Seriously! We men never get picks because he only throws them at gorgeous women like yourself!’
Mark heard his complaint as he walked up to take Lucky with him; it was true only women got them.
Lucky grinned and put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out three picks, giving one to each boy. ‘I know it’s not the same as Richie throwing them at you, but here you go.’
All the boys looked stunned that she’d give them away, so was Mark, he liked this woman one hell of a lot! She’d got a good heart, kind, made a change.
‘We can’t take these.’ The boys argued, and she told them they could and to bring a hot girlfriend to the concerts and see if she’d get more picks from them. They all laughed and said bye again and walked off looking at the picks she’d given them.
‘You’d think I’d given them gold!’
‘You did, now come on we’ve gotta move, boys will be finished with their showers soon.’
The picture of David all wet nearly took her to her knees. ‘Damn Mark don’t say things like that, my heart might not be able to take it!’
Laughing they walked on.
Friday 29 August 2008
Monday 18 August 2008
Chapter 15
They were well into Sleep, and several more picks had hit their target no more notes on them, when Steve and two other tall boys appeared at her arm, ‘Time to move Lucky!’ He nodded at Mark who beckoned them over to the side. The boys crowded about her and gently pushed their way out of the crowd.
Richie had seen the boys surround her then move off, and his frown deepened again, who the hell were these boys? And why did they move Lucky off with them.
Mark moved them to the head of the queue, he’d had his orders, and Lucky wanted to get introduced to Steve’s brother Simon and their mate Owen, nice guys. So Mark left the guys with her, chatting and shooting the breeze.
As the ends of Whole Lot of Leaving floated to them, the fan pit emptied out the second lot, Mark walked up to them, ‘You ready people?’ The folks behind Lucky yelled yes, ‘Remember, don’t push, there’s room for all.’ With that he took Lucky by the hand and led them all forward, the boys crowding behind her like a human shield. The butterflies that had taken root in her stomach kicked off big time!
The strains of In These Arms started up as Mark let go of her hand and beckoned her to carry on walking, suddenly the roaring of the crowd and the music blasted her, and she was in the famed fan pit! Steve, Simon and Owen at her back carving out a niche for her at the side, right in David’s line of sight! She’d got a clear shot at him and whipped out her camera, and started snapping!
Everyone was singing along and Jon was working the other pit, but Richie turned to take a check of ‘his’ pit and his jaw nearly hit the floor there stood Lucky, surrounded by those damn boys! He noticed she was taking pics of David, who hadn’t realised she’d hit the stage. Grinning he wandered to David, and jerked his head to the pit. David frowned and then his whole face lit up when he recognised Lucky standing there. He blew her a kiss, then frowned, who the hell were the men surrounding her, making sure she wasn’t getting knocked about by the others in the pit?!
Jon walked by and noticed his two brothers were preoccupied by Richie’s pit. He spotted Lucky grinned and swaggered over to her; she nearly dropped her camera as the crowd behind her surged forward. He stopped dead and gave her the ‘wtf’ look at the guys surrounding her, no wonder Dave had a pissy look on his face.
The opening for Captain Crash started in, but Jon gave the ‘hold it’ signal, and the music quieted. Walking over to the pit he looked Lucky in the eye and he saw her swallow, she thought he was going for payback; he just wanted to be nosy!
He addressed the pit, popping his ear piece out, ‘How y’all doin tonight? Enjoying it?’ The pit screamed as did the crowd. He hunkered down right in front of Lucky, she started to go red, ‘Well darlin aren’t you a tall one. What’s your name baby?’ He cocked his head to one side and waited.
‘Elvira!’ Jon nearly choked, the boys at her side looked like they’d misheard. Jon thanked god he’d not put the mic towards her!
‘Lucky, what a great name.’ His eyes crinkled at the corners, the guys behind her frowned they knew she’d not said her real name, but somehow Jon knew it. They didn’t see Lucky discreetly flip him the bird.
Jon laughed at the bird, damn she was feisty! ‘Well now darlin, who are these strapping men behind you? Boyfriends?’
She rolled her eyes and said friends.
‘I’m sorry baby didn’t catch that, say it again.’ And as she said ‘friends’ again, he made certain the mic was in front of her and caught it. David heard it and grinned, damn Jon was good at times!
‘Well baby enjoy the show, boys lets go!’ With that they finally swung into Captain Crash.
Lucky couldn’t believe he’d pulled that shit in front of thousands of people! She looked at David who shrugged and blew her another kiss.
Steve leant to her ear and shouted, ‘Looks like you may have pulled! And how did Jon know your real name?’
She twisted and said into his ear, ‘Secret to the grave sweetie.’ He laughed and nodded and left it at that.
David had witnessed that little moment and he wondered about it, but not for long as she looked back at him, licked her lips and let her eyes wander up and down him. Christ he could feel the heat from here!
As We Got It Going On rolled to an end the pit was escorted out and back into the crowd. No sooner had she got back, another pick hit her front, and there was Jon grinning at her, not Richie. Lucky’s jaw hit the floor; she didn’t think he did that sort of thing! Damn! This one went in her front pocket with the written one Richie had thrown at her, the others went into the other front pocket.
The rest of the concert whizzed by, Richie sung I’ll Be There For You, and held the women in the audience captivated. When they sang Bad Name Lucky nearly ended up in a puddle, she loved that song.
For the encore they sang Always, another puddle maker where Lucky was concerned, and Wanted, this had the crowd singing louder than they had all night. As the boys left the stage for the last time the crowd screamed and clapped and didn’t want to leave.
But all good things come to an end!
Richie had seen the boys surround her then move off, and his frown deepened again, who the hell were these boys? And why did they move Lucky off with them.
Mark moved them to the head of the queue, he’d had his orders, and Lucky wanted to get introduced to Steve’s brother Simon and their mate Owen, nice guys. So Mark left the guys with her, chatting and shooting the breeze.
As the ends of Whole Lot of Leaving floated to them, the fan pit emptied out the second lot, Mark walked up to them, ‘You ready people?’ The folks behind Lucky yelled yes, ‘Remember, don’t push, there’s room for all.’ With that he took Lucky by the hand and led them all forward, the boys crowding behind her like a human shield. The butterflies that had taken root in her stomach kicked off big time!
The strains of In These Arms started up as Mark let go of her hand and beckoned her to carry on walking, suddenly the roaring of the crowd and the music blasted her, and she was in the famed fan pit! Steve, Simon and Owen at her back carving out a niche for her at the side, right in David’s line of sight! She’d got a clear shot at him and whipped out her camera, and started snapping!
Everyone was singing along and Jon was working the other pit, but Richie turned to take a check of ‘his’ pit and his jaw nearly hit the floor there stood Lucky, surrounded by those damn boys! He noticed she was taking pics of David, who hadn’t realised she’d hit the stage. Grinning he wandered to David, and jerked his head to the pit. David frowned and then his whole face lit up when he recognised Lucky standing there. He blew her a kiss, then frowned, who the hell were the men surrounding her, making sure she wasn’t getting knocked about by the others in the pit?!
Jon walked by and noticed his two brothers were preoccupied by Richie’s pit. He spotted Lucky grinned and swaggered over to her; she nearly dropped her camera as the crowd behind her surged forward. He stopped dead and gave her the ‘wtf’ look at the guys surrounding her, no wonder Dave had a pissy look on his face.
The opening for Captain Crash started in, but Jon gave the ‘hold it’ signal, and the music quieted. Walking over to the pit he looked Lucky in the eye and he saw her swallow, she thought he was going for payback; he just wanted to be nosy!
He addressed the pit, popping his ear piece out, ‘How y’all doin tonight? Enjoying it?’ The pit screamed as did the crowd. He hunkered down right in front of Lucky, she started to go red, ‘Well darlin aren’t you a tall one. What’s your name baby?’ He cocked his head to one side and waited.
‘Elvira!’ Jon nearly choked, the boys at her side looked like they’d misheard. Jon thanked god he’d not put the mic towards her!
‘Lucky, what a great name.’ His eyes crinkled at the corners, the guys behind her frowned they knew she’d not said her real name, but somehow Jon knew it. They didn’t see Lucky discreetly flip him the bird.
Jon laughed at the bird, damn she was feisty! ‘Well now darlin, who are these strapping men behind you? Boyfriends?’
She rolled her eyes and said friends.
‘I’m sorry baby didn’t catch that, say it again.’ And as she said ‘friends’ again, he made certain the mic was in front of her and caught it. David heard it and grinned, damn Jon was good at times!
‘Well baby enjoy the show, boys lets go!’ With that they finally swung into Captain Crash.
Lucky couldn’t believe he’d pulled that shit in front of thousands of people! She looked at David who shrugged and blew her another kiss.
Steve leant to her ear and shouted, ‘Looks like you may have pulled! And how did Jon know your real name?’
She twisted and said into his ear, ‘Secret to the grave sweetie.’ He laughed and nodded and left it at that.
David had witnessed that little moment and he wondered about it, but not for long as she looked back at him, licked her lips and let her eyes wander up and down him. Christ he could feel the heat from here!
As We Got It Going On rolled to an end the pit was escorted out and back into the crowd. No sooner had she got back, another pick hit her front, and there was Jon grinning at her, not Richie. Lucky’s jaw hit the floor; she didn’t think he did that sort of thing! Damn! This one went in her front pocket with the written one Richie had thrown at her, the others went into the other front pocket.
The rest of the concert whizzed by, Richie sung I’ll Be There For You, and held the women in the audience captivated. When they sang Bad Name Lucky nearly ended up in a puddle, she loved that song.
For the encore they sang Always, another puddle maker where Lucky was concerned, and Wanted, this had the crowd singing louder than they had all night. As the boys left the stage for the last time the crowd screamed and clapped and didn’t want to leave.
But all good things come to an end!
Chapter 14
Lucky settled back into her spot, the woman next to her Maureen, asked if she’d glimpsed the guys back there, she said no. Hell she could have said yeah and David laid a doozy of a smacker on me, but she really wasn’t the type to kiss and tell. What had happened back there was, well to her, personnel.
The support band came on and she all but yawned through them, damn this was bad, they were doing support for most of the UK leg, grrr! Why couldn’t they have brought Nickelback back with them like last tour? Now those boys could rock and were damn easy on the eyes, when Chad nearly laid horizontal playing a rift, well Lucky had had some really interesting ideas about him.
But these guys didn’t do a thing for her and she spent a bit on time snapping some pics. Maureen wondered where the camera came from seeing as she had no bag with her. Lucky laughed ‘It’s that slim and small it fits in my jeans pocket.’ She handed it over for Maureen to look at.
‘Wow that is small and light!’ She quickly handed it back.
‘Yeah.’ It was damned expensive too, but worth it, no big clunky camera to find a place for.
Just then the support band finished, thank god! And the roadies came out to reset the stage, damn Jovi boys here they come!
Lucky felt a tap on her shoulder and a tall cute guy stood behind her, grinning. ‘Can I help you?’
‘Yeah, Mark said you were the reason for him scaring off the trampets earlier, Lucky right?’ He grinned at her. ‘I’m Steve.’
‘That’s right, oh so you were the lucky ones too, Marks a wonderful man.’ She threw him a kiss and a wink.
‘Well to say thanks to you, we, my bro and mate would like to buy you a beer/water/cola whatever you want. And I notice you’re in the pit the same time we are.’ He grinned at her, holding his wrist up for her to check.
‘Oh that’s cool, and regarding the drink well, really you should thank Ma…’
‘Nope he said to thank you, so pick your poison!’
‘Ok I’ll have a brew, but only one I’m driving.’ The smile she gave him, knocked him sideways, she was a hot looking woman!
‘Ok, back in a min, don’t go away!’ Lucky laughed and said she wouldn’t.
As Steve walked away the music died and the crowd roared, damn Jovi time!
Lucky watched as the guys filtered on stage, Tico first with Hugh, then David, who looked like he was looking for someone but was too far back. The crowd grew louder as Richie walked on stage.
As the strains of Lost Highways struck up Jon bounced onto stage and the crowd roared and they were off!
Richie had spotted Lucky as soon as he hit the stage, couldn’t miss that tall one! He grinned at her and winked. Maureen jabbed her in the ribs saying lucky thing.
Lucky just laughed and pretended she’d not noticed, but when Maureen wasn’t looking she stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her eyes. Richie stopped, stared then bust out laughing. As she checked out David something hit her chest, looking down she picked up a pick, it was one of Richie’s! Looking up he grinned down at her, smugly! It was the first of many she’d find hitting there all night. She flipped it over and on it, it read, ‘hey sexy’, she laughed and slipped it into her front pocket. She wondered if all his picks had that wrote on it, or just that one.
Half way through LH, Steve finally got back; he crowded behind her, shouting in her ear, making her jump, on stage Richie frowned. He handed her the beer, once again shouting her thanks into her ear, and pecking her on the cheek, Lucky just laughed, Richie’s frown grew deeper. Was she one of these women who had men dancing at her beck and call?
Jon joined him singing his butt of, Richie nodded to where Lucky was and Jon followed his line of sight, he too frowning at the boy standing with his arms either side of the woman who’d just been kissing the ass of his best friend!
They continued to singing and mugging to the crowd, but in reality they watched Steve bend, peck Lucky on the cheek again and take off. What the hell was that?
Lucky put the bottle to her lips, tipped her head and nearly choked when she saw the two men on stage frowning in her direction. What the hell had brought that on?
But like the true professionals they were they swung into Born to be my Baby, and headed of over the other side of the stage as the first fans hit the pit.
Lucky shrugged and clasping the bottle between her thighs snapped of twenty pics in quick succession, most of David, who though he couldn’t see her, knew where she’d be so kept blowing kissed her way and grinning like a loon. Some of the pics were of Jon and Richie too, but not many!
She was happily singing and dancing along with the rest of the people in the stadium.
The support band came on and she all but yawned through them, damn this was bad, they were doing support for most of the UK leg, grrr! Why couldn’t they have brought Nickelback back with them like last tour? Now those boys could rock and were damn easy on the eyes, when Chad nearly laid horizontal playing a rift, well Lucky had had some really interesting ideas about him.
But these guys didn’t do a thing for her and she spent a bit on time snapping some pics. Maureen wondered where the camera came from seeing as she had no bag with her. Lucky laughed ‘It’s that slim and small it fits in my jeans pocket.’ She handed it over for Maureen to look at.
‘Wow that is small and light!’ She quickly handed it back.
‘Yeah.’ It was damned expensive too, but worth it, no big clunky camera to find a place for.
Just then the support band finished, thank god! And the roadies came out to reset the stage, damn Jovi boys here they come!
Lucky felt a tap on her shoulder and a tall cute guy stood behind her, grinning. ‘Can I help you?’
‘Yeah, Mark said you were the reason for him scaring off the trampets earlier, Lucky right?’ He grinned at her. ‘I’m Steve.’
‘That’s right, oh so you were the lucky ones too, Marks a wonderful man.’ She threw him a kiss and a wink.
‘Well to say thanks to you, we, my bro and mate would like to buy you a beer/water/cola whatever you want. And I notice you’re in the pit the same time we are.’ He grinned at her, holding his wrist up for her to check.
‘Oh that’s cool, and regarding the drink well, really you should thank Ma…’
‘Nope he said to thank you, so pick your poison!’
‘Ok I’ll have a brew, but only one I’m driving.’ The smile she gave him, knocked him sideways, she was a hot looking woman!
‘Ok, back in a min, don’t go away!’ Lucky laughed and said she wouldn’t.
As Steve walked away the music died and the crowd roared, damn Jovi time!
Lucky watched as the guys filtered on stage, Tico first with Hugh, then David, who looked like he was looking for someone but was too far back. The crowd grew louder as Richie walked on stage.
As the strains of Lost Highways struck up Jon bounced onto stage and the crowd roared and they were off!
Richie had spotted Lucky as soon as he hit the stage, couldn’t miss that tall one! He grinned at her and winked. Maureen jabbed her in the ribs saying lucky thing.
Lucky just laughed and pretended she’d not noticed, but when Maureen wasn’t looking she stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her eyes. Richie stopped, stared then bust out laughing. As she checked out David something hit her chest, looking down she picked up a pick, it was one of Richie’s! Looking up he grinned down at her, smugly! It was the first of many she’d find hitting there all night. She flipped it over and on it, it read, ‘hey sexy’, she laughed and slipped it into her front pocket. She wondered if all his picks had that wrote on it, or just that one.
Half way through LH, Steve finally got back; he crowded behind her, shouting in her ear, making her jump, on stage Richie frowned. He handed her the beer, once again shouting her thanks into her ear, and pecking her on the cheek, Lucky just laughed, Richie’s frown grew deeper. Was she one of these women who had men dancing at her beck and call?
Jon joined him singing his butt of, Richie nodded to where Lucky was and Jon followed his line of sight, he too frowning at the boy standing with his arms either side of the woman who’d just been kissing the ass of his best friend!
They continued to singing and mugging to the crowd, but in reality they watched Steve bend, peck Lucky on the cheek again and take off. What the hell was that?
Lucky put the bottle to her lips, tipped her head and nearly choked when she saw the two men on stage frowning in her direction. What the hell had brought that on?
But like the true professionals they were they swung into Born to be my Baby, and headed of over the other side of the stage as the first fans hit the pit.
Lucky shrugged and clasping the bottle between her thighs snapped of twenty pics in quick succession, most of David, who though he couldn’t see her, knew where she’d be so kept blowing kissed her way and grinning like a loon. Some of the pics were of Jon and Richie too, but not many!
She was happily singing and dancing along with the rest of the people in the stadium.
Thursday 14 August 2008
Chapter 13
She shoved him away from her before she ripped his clothes of then and there! ‘You mean to tell me, you guys are staying at the hotel, on the same damn floor as I am?’
‘Yeah sugar, I’m next door to you, Richie’s across the hall in three-seventeen, Jon’s in three-fifteen; Teek’s in three-twenty-two and the rest of the band and crew are scattered over that floor, and the one below!
She couldn’t be hearing right!
He laughed, ‘Yeah, you were the burr in Jon’s side when he found out one suite was already booked and the hotel told him they wouldn’t cancel your room as you are a regular client. He was pissed! He made certain Mac and the guys checked the place out first before we went up. Now you’re tellin me you weren’t even there till today, fucking priceless!’ He carried on laughing.
‘Burr huh, and now I’ve punked him and I’m staying on the same damn floor in the same bloody hotel as he is! I’m dead meat walking!’ She groaned and wondered who’d she now pissed off to warrant this happening to her? Or was it a good thing? David next door, a wall dividing her and the man she’d lusted after for years! She grinned evilly and David spotted it wondering what was going on in that gorgeous head of hers!
‘Guys I’m sorry but we really need to get Lucky back to her spot soon, otherwise she’ll miss the start of the show, and Dave, Jon won’t be happy you’re not playing the keys!’ Damn the sparks though’s two were making will set the place alight soon. And wait till he told Mac that Lucky was the bogey they’d been scared was a rabid stalker!
David took her arms and pulled her closer to him, ‘Say you’ll join us later,’ This was whispered to her, nearly touching her lips, the man didn’t play fair. ‘Otherwise I’ll have to come and get ya.’ Devilment twinkled in his eyes.
She sighed long and loudly, ‘I suppose I could go for five minutes! Then at least you wouldn’t have to bug me about going.’ She fluttered her lashes at him and David laughed out loud, pulling her to him he gave her a quick kiss and with his arm still about her shoulders, pulled her towards the door.
They reached the door and Mark discreetly turned away.
‘Well Lucky looks like I have to let you go.’ With that he hauled her into his arms and proceeded to kiss the air from her lungs. His long fingers curving into her butt and pulling her into him, showing her exactly what she’d done to him.
The purr that left her throat when he pushed into her, curled his toes. Her fingers went to his hair, playing with his curls at first, then plunging her hands in pulling him tighter deepening the kiss.
He gently broke the kiss putting her away from him, propping her up on the wall, and clenching his fists by his side so he didn’t pull her back to him! Shit she had him all turned about!
Lucky was panting, Christ he knew how to kiss!
He reached out again, but at the last minute his hand went to her cheek, caressing it, ‘I’ll see you later darlin.’ With that he pulled back, blew her a kiss and walked away, blues eyes promising more; all the while wanting nothing more than to go back to her.
‘You ok there baby?’ Mark looked at the stunned woman still propped up against the wall.
‘Nope.’ And she promptly slid down it, landing on her recently fondled ass.
Mark laughed and hauled her up, asking if she needed to refresh her kissed off lipstick? Snickering at her when she blushed. From her back pocket she pulled out her deep red lip-gloss and slicked it over her kiss sensitive lips. ‘Ok I’m ready to go.’
With that they headed out the door and back to the fence.
They got back to the fence and the other guard and Mark reversed their lift and Lucky squeezed back in. Before he turned too walked away he heard the woman next to her talking.
‘Oh we wondered where you were! You’ve been gone for a long time, we were getting worried.’ A frown marred the woman’s forehead.
Mark waited for Lucky to gush that she’d met the guys and kissed the hell out of David, a grin on his face.
‘Oh I’m sorry, but when we got to the loo my zipper went! Poor Mark had to take me to the wardrobe ladies, Cindy and Amy. Lucky for me they are a wiz with a sewing machine and popped a new one in for me.’ She smiled down at the woman.
‘Wow you got to meet the women who make their clothes?’ The woman spoke in awe.
‘No I got to meet the lovely women who keep the guys clothes from busting at the seams.’ She laughed, ‘I asked them for a wardrobe malfunction every now and then so Jonny/Richie/David and Teek girls get a little more flesh, they said they’d see what they could do.’ The woman chortled as did the girls about her.
Mark snapped his jaw to. She’d not mentioned meeting the guys! Not even a glimpse, what the fuck was up with that. Other women would be screaming it from the roof tops, but not this one.
She saw him listening and winked at him, she wasn’t going to spill to anyone!
Chuckling he blew her a kiss then wandered off, but not too far, he’d been told to stick with her, good to be him then!
‘Yeah sugar, I’m next door to you, Richie’s across the hall in three-seventeen, Jon’s in three-fifteen; Teek’s in three-twenty-two and the rest of the band and crew are scattered over that floor, and the one below!
She couldn’t be hearing right!
He laughed, ‘Yeah, you were the burr in Jon’s side when he found out one suite was already booked and the hotel told him they wouldn’t cancel your room as you are a regular client. He was pissed! He made certain Mac and the guys checked the place out first before we went up. Now you’re tellin me you weren’t even there till today, fucking priceless!’ He carried on laughing.
‘Burr huh, and now I’ve punked him and I’m staying on the same damn floor in the same bloody hotel as he is! I’m dead meat walking!’ She groaned and wondered who’d she now pissed off to warrant this happening to her? Or was it a good thing? David next door, a wall dividing her and the man she’d lusted after for years! She grinned evilly and David spotted it wondering what was going on in that gorgeous head of hers!
‘Guys I’m sorry but we really need to get Lucky back to her spot soon, otherwise she’ll miss the start of the show, and Dave, Jon won’t be happy you’re not playing the keys!’ Damn the sparks though’s two were making will set the place alight soon. And wait till he told Mac that Lucky was the bogey they’d been scared was a rabid stalker!
David took her arms and pulled her closer to him, ‘Say you’ll join us later,’ This was whispered to her, nearly touching her lips, the man didn’t play fair. ‘Otherwise I’ll have to come and get ya.’ Devilment twinkled in his eyes.
She sighed long and loudly, ‘I suppose I could go for five minutes! Then at least you wouldn’t have to bug me about going.’ She fluttered her lashes at him and David laughed out loud, pulling her to him he gave her a quick kiss and with his arm still about her shoulders, pulled her towards the door.
They reached the door and Mark discreetly turned away.
‘Well Lucky looks like I have to let you go.’ With that he hauled her into his arms and proceeded to kiss the air from her lungs. His long fingers curving into her butt and pulling her into him, showing her exactly what she’d done to him.
The purr that left her throat when he pushed into her, curled his toes. Her fingers went to his hair, playing with his curls at first, then plunging her hands in pulling him tighter deepening the kiss.
He gently broke the kiss putting her away from him, propping her up on the wall, and clenching his fists by his side so he didn’t pull her back to him! Shit she had him all turned about!
Lucky was panting, Christ he knew how to kiss!
He reached out again, but at the last minute his hand went to her cheek, caressing it, ‘I’ll see you later darlin.’ With that he pulled back, blew her a kiss and walked away, blues eyes promising more; all the while wanting nothing more than to go back to her.
‘You ok there baby?’ Mark looked at the stunned woman still propped up against the wall.
‘Nope.’ And she promptly slid down it, landing on her recently fondled ass.
Mark laughed and hauled her up, asking if she needed to refresh her kissed off lipstick? Snickering at her when she blushed. From her back pocket she pulled out her deep red lip-gloss and slicked it over her kiss sensitive lips. ‘Ok I’m ready to go.’
With that they headed out the door and back to the fence.
They got back to the fence and the other guard and Mark reversed their lift and Lucky squeezed back in. Before he turned too walked away he heard the woman next to her talking.
‘Oh we wondered where you were! You’ve been gone for a long time, we were getting worried.’ A frown marred the woman’s forehead.
Mark waited for Lucky to gush that she’d met the guys and kissed the hell out of David, a grin on his face.
‘Oh I’m sorry, but when we got to the loo my zipper went! Poor Mark had to take me to the wardrobe ladies, Cindy and Amy. Lucky for me they are a wiz with a sewing machine and popped a new one in for me.’ She smiled down at the woman.
‘Wow you got to meet the women who make their clothes?’ The woman spoke in awe.
‘No I got to meet the lovely women who keep the guys clothes from busting at the seams.’ She laughed, ‘I asked them for a wardrobe malfunction every now and then so Jonny/Richie/David and Teek girls get a little more flesh, they said they’d see what they could do.’ The woman chortled as did the girls about her.
Mark snapped his jaw to. She’d not mentioned meeting the guys! Not even a glimpse, what the fuck was up with that. Other women would be screaming it from the roof tops, but not this one.
She saw him listening and winked at him, she wasn’t going to spill to anyone!
Chuckling he blew her a kiss then wandered off, but not too far, he’d been told to stick with her, good to be him then!
Saturday 9 August 2008
Chapter 12
They’d got about ten paces when Jon shouted after them, ‘Hey Lucky, you wanna come to the after show party?’
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned, ‘After that shit we’ve just pulled you want me to go to your party?’ Jon grinned and nodded, ‘Man you are one masochistic s.o.b!’
Jon cracked out a bark of laughter, ‘Yeah Dave can tell you where we are.’ And with that he saluted her and turned walking back to the others who were laughing too.
Lucky looked at David, ‘He really meant that? After that, Christ he either likes me or is looking for payback.’
‘Probably both honey.’ Mark snickered.
David just smiled, and started to walk her toward the outer door.
‘So where’s the party then, I may attend.’
‘Oh hell darlin you’re definitely goin.’ Green eyes smouldered into brown ones, Lucky swallowed damn he could growl!
She licked her lips and his eyes focused on them, fuck they’d not even done the damn show and he wanted to leave with her right this minute! ‘You always get your own way?’
‘Nope that’s Jon and Richie! I have to take any lil victory I can get.’
‘Ah well in that case can’t have you pouting all night can we. Where is it then?’ she smirked at him as her other had soothed his arm that was through hers, he nails scoring him through the shirt.
Crap if she keeps doing that he’d need a pant change! ‘It’s at the De Vere Grand Harbour hotel, you know it?’
Lucky stopped walking and looked at him like head grown two heads! ‘Know it I’m bloody staying there!’
‘You’re shitting me?’
‘Nope I checked in a serveral hours ago, but I’ve had the suite booked since I heard you were playing here. Damn that sounds sad!’ She flushed; Christ she sounded like a friggin teenager!
David frowned, she’d said ‘suite’ and there were only suites on the top floor… holy crap he thought! ‘What number are you staying in?’ He looked at Mark, who too had caught what she’d said.
Lucky noticed them watching her and felt a little uncomfortable, ‘Three-eighteen why?’
‘Holy crap you’re three-eighteen?’ He started to laugh along with Mark.
‘What the fuck is so funny about that, have you lost your marbles?’
‘Darlin Lucky, nope we ain’t lost em, it’s just …. Aw hell, hi Lucky I’m three-twenty how you doin doll!’ He thrust his hand out to shake hers.
‘What do you mean three-twenty? If you’re three-twenty that’d mean……….’ Her eyes grew wide and her mouth just opened and closed.
David leaned down to her, his finger reaching under her chin, closing it for her with a snap, ‘Yeah baby we’re stayin in the same hotel, and I’m your neighbour. Little bit of luck or what.’ He gently kissed her as her brain tried to take in what he was telling her, but his tongue side tracked her, worming its way into her mouth. Her brain just shut down completely!
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned, ‘After that shit we’ve just pulled you want me to go to your party?’ Jon grinned and nodded, ‘Man you are one masochistic s.o.b!’
Jon cracked out a bark of laughter, ‘Yeah Dave can tell you where we are.’ And with that he saluted her and turned walking back to the others who were laughing too.
Lucky looked at David, ‘He really meant that? After that, Christ he either likes me or is looking for payback.’
‘Probably both honey.’ Mark snickered.
David just smiled, and started to walk her toward the outer door.
‘So where’s the party then, I may attend.’
‘Oh hell darlin you’re definitely goin.’ Green eyes smouldered into brown ones, Lucky swallowed damn he could growl!
She licked her lips and his eyes focused on them, fuck they’d not even done the damn show and he wanted to leave with her right this minute! ‘You always get your own way?’
‘Nope that’s Jon and Richie! I have to take any lil victory I can get.’
‘Ah well in that case can’t have you pouting all night can we. Where is it then?’ she smirked at him as her other had soothed his arm that was through hers, he nails scoring him through the shirt.
Crap if she keeps doing that he’d need a pant change! ‘It’s at the De Vere Grand Harbour hotel, you know it?’
Lucky stopped walking and looked at him like head grown two heads! ‘Know it I’m bloody staying there!’
‘You’re shitting me?’
‘Nope I checked in a serveral hours ago, but I’ve had the suite booked since I heard you were playing here. Damn that sounds sad!’ She flushed; Christ she sounded like a friggin teenager!
David frowned, she’d said ‘suite’ and there were only suites on the top floor… holy crap he thought! ‘What number are you staying in?’ He looked at Mark, who too had caught what she’d said.
Lucky noticed them watching her and felt a little uncomfortable, ‘Three-eighteen why?’
‘Holy crap you’re three-eighteen?’ He started to laugh along with Mark.
‘What the fuck is so funny about that, have you lost your marbles?’
‘Darlin Lucky, nope we ain’t lost em, it’s just …. Aw hell, hi Lucky I’m three-twenty how you doin doll!’ He thrust his hand out to shake hers.
‘What do you mean three-twenty? If you’re three-twenty that’d mean……….’ Her eyes grew wide and her mouth just opened and closed.
David leaned down to her, his finger reaching under her chin, closing it for her with a snap, ‘Yeah baby we’re stayin in the same hotel, and I’m your neighbour. Little bit of luck or what.’ He gently kissed her as her brain tried to take in what he was telling her, but his tongue side tracked her, worming its way into her mouth. Her brain just shut down completely!
Sunday 3 August 2008
Chapter 11
All the men jumped as she dashed out, wondering what the hell had gone off.
Lucky scanned the men there, mentally snickered and hope to hell David cottoned on! ‘How dare you! I’m a fucking fan not a bloody hooker!’ She yelled through the door.
David snapped his mouth closed, and dove in feet first hoping he got this right, ‘Well babe, coming backstage is mostly a clear indication you’re up for it. And damn darlin the outfit you’re wearing is screamin ‘fuck me’, so I didn’t think I was off target!’ He all but purred at her, a quick check showed him his brothers were stunned, good!
Lucky stamped back so they were toe to toe and nearly eye to eye, ‘So around you a woman can’t be herself without getting fuckin hit on and felt up.’
They both heard the ‘holy fuck’ from the peanut gallery, and twinkling eyes were the only thing to tell they were laughing inside; otherwise both demeanours had them giving out pure hate.
‘Darlin, why you so angry, you’ve already told the boys you’re a David girl, so what’s your problem, I’ve got an itch and you can scratch it for me.’ He leered down to her breast, making sure he really did have a damn good look.
They only warning he had was her glance downwards and a pleading look, ‘You wanker!’ Her knee came up and slammed into him, and down he went, collapsing into a moaning heap. ‘I hope it rots and falls off you bastard!’ She pulled back her boot and as it went forward she felt steel arms clamp on her shoulders and yanked her backwards.
‘Now Lucky, you don’t really want to kill him.’ Mac said as she started to struggle in his grasp.
‘Yes I do, he's a fuckin moron!’ She jerked out of his arms, watching as the others ran to David’s aid. She rounded on Mark, who walked towards her, ‘How could you do such a thing? I thought you liked me? Yet you led him straight to me, bastard!’ She then threw herself into Mike’s arms, sobbing like a woman dying.
Her shoulders shaking, but from laugher as she peeked and saw them gingerly helping David up, she gave a wrenching sob.
‘Aw darlin I swear he’d never done anything like this before, sshh don’t cry I hate seeing a woman cry.’ Mike and Mark said trying to comfort her, and wondering what the fuck had come over David, he was normally the gentleman out of the bunch!
David was now standing up, but bent over. Man he’d only had a second to figure out what she was going to do and just managed to jerk back so it looked like she’d nailed him good and proper. His brothers were rallying about him; he just wanted to laugh his ass off.
‘Fuck Davy you ok there?’ Richie was full of concern for him, but he didn’t know whether to help him or slap him! What the hell was wrong with him, it was totally un-David like.
Jon was wondering if he should have Lucky thrown out or David!
Tico watched from the side, not certain what he was seeing was real.
At Richie’s enquiry Lucky ripped herself out of Mike’s loose grip, dodge Mark and pushed Richie away from David, ‘Why the fuck ask him if he’s ok, he fuckin started it! Didn’t you asshole?’
The next thing any of them knew Lucky was in David’s arms, her leg wrapped around his anchoring her to him, and kissing the shit out of him. David’s arms tightened on her, first shocked what she’d done, then his brain shut down and his arms clamped her to him and his mouth ravaged hers. Both of them totally forgetting it was only a game, as their bodies and mouths collided.
Lucky was in heaven, he kissed her like he meant it, hard, hot and passionate. She didn’t know she was going to do it, till she found herself wrapped in his arms and kissing him! And damn the man could kiss! She felt his erection, and gently ground into it, causing him to groan.
David’s hands moved down to her ass, cupping, squeezing and holding her so he could lift her to his aching dick better.
The men surrounding them just stood and stared, then started to cough as the couple in front of them forgot all about them and started to get hot and heavy.
‘Jesus David, get a fuckin room will ya!’ This was growled from Tico, who stood with a big smirk on his face.
That finally penetrated the fog of want surrounding Lucky and David; they broke away slowly, staring into each others eyes, coming back to the surroundings and people about them.
David’s fingers burrowed themselves under her hair, cupping her neck; he could feel her pulse going just as fast as his own. ‘Teek I would but we’ve got a job to do bro.’ He lent back to Lucky and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
She finally snapped back to the present with a start, hell it was supposed to have been a joke, but it had backfired on her and she’d been lost in him! She took in the shocked and snickering faces about her, time to pull it together!
‘Damn Davy, tell me their not always this easy to put one over on?’ She grinned at Mark, ‘Never try a set up sweetie; it could bite you on your ass.’ Then they both started to laugh as the lights finally came on.
‘Well fuck me!’ Was all Jon could muster!
‘Get in line behind David and I’ll think about it.’ Was the rejoinder from Lucky, she blew a kiss at Jon, who blinked rapidly.
‘Holy crap! That was fun to watch!’ Snorted both Amy and Cindy, who were holding onto the doorframe for support as they laughed themselves silly.
‘Well boys, as much fun as this has been I need to get back out front, Mark, come on I need a guide!’ She tried to walk away but David held fast to her hair, wrapping it about his hand and pulling her gently back.
‘I thought you might like to watch from the side.’ He didn’t want to let her out of his sight just yet.
Lucky looked into those blue eyes and nearly said yes, but she managed to stop herself, ‘Nah, I like to see Jon shakin his money maker and laying it on for the crowd too much! Plus for once I’ve got a damn good spot.’ Her hands toyed with his open shirt, wanting nothing more to re-plaster her body on his!
‘You’re sure I can’t tempt you?’ He watched as she licked her lips, longing to kiss them some more.
‘Oh baby you can tempt any time, but just not now.’ She reluctantly pulled away from him.
‘Well in that case I’ll walk you to the door.’ He crooked his arm at her, she smiled linking with it, they sauntered of, Mark in front, they guys behind, shaking their heads at what had gone on.
Lucky scanned the men there, mentally snickered and hope to hell David cottoned on! ‘How dare you! I’m a fucking fan not a bloody hooker!’ She yelled through the door.
David snapped his mouth closed, and dove in feet first hoping he got this right, ‘Well babe, coming backstage is mostly a clear indication you’re up for it. And damn darlin the outfit you’re wearing is screamin ‘fuck me’, so I didn’t think I was off target!’ He all but purred at her, a quick check showed him his brothers were stunned, good!
Lucky stamped back so they were toe to toe and nearly eye to eye, ‘So around you a woman can’t be herself without getting fuckin hit on and felt up.’
They both heard the ‘holy fuck’ from the peanut gallery, and twinkling eyes were the only thing to tell they were laughing inside; otherwise both demeanours had them giving out pure hate.
‘Darlin, why you so angry, you’ve already told the boys you’re a David girl, so what’s your problem, I’ve got an itch and you can scratch it for me.’ He leered down to her breast, making sure he really did have a damn good look.
They only warning he had was her glance downwards and a pleading look, ‘You wanker!’ Her knee came up and slammed into him, and down he went, collapsing into a moaning heap. ‘I hope it rots and falls off you bastard!’ She pulled back her boot and as it went forward she felt steel arms clamp on her shoulders and yanked her backwards.
‘Now Lucky, you don’t really want to kill him.’ Mac said as she started to struggle in his grasp.
‘Yes I do, he's a fuckin moron!’ She jerked out of his arms, watching as the others ran to David’s aid. She rounded on Mark, who walked towards her, ‘How could you do such a thing? I thought you liked me? Yet you led him straight to me, bastard!’ She then threw herself into Mike’s arms, sobbing like a woman dying.
Her shoulders shaking, but from laugher as she peeked and saw them gingerly helping David up, she gave a wrenching sob.
‘Aw darlin I swear he’d never done anything like this before, sshh don’t cry I hate seeing a woman cry.’ Mike and Mark said trying to comfort her, and wondering what the fuck had come over David, he was normally the gentleman out of the bunch!
David was now standing up, but bent over. Man he’d only had a second to figure out what she was going to do and just managed to jerk back so it looked like she’d nailed him good and proper. His brothers were rallying about him; he just wanted to laugh his ass off.
‘Fuck Davy you ok there?’ Richie was full of concern for him, but he didn’t know whether to help him or slap him! What the hell was wrong with him, it was totally un-David like.
Jon was wondering if he should have Lucky thrown out or David!
Tico watched from the side, not certain what he was seeing was real.
At Richie’s enquiry Lucky ripped herself out of Mike’s loose grip, dodge Mark and pushed Richie away from David, ‘Why the fuck ask him if he’s ok, he fuckin started it! Didn’t you asshole?’
The next thing any of them knew Lucky was in David’s arms, her leg wrapped around his anchoring her to him, and kissing the shit out of him. David’s arms tightened on her, first shocked what she’d done, then his brain shut down and his arms clamped her to him and his mouth ravaged hers. Both of them totally forgetting it was only a game, as their bodies and mouths collided.
Lucky was in heaven, he kissed her like he meant it, hard, hot and passionate. She didn’t know she was going to do it, till she found herself wrapped in his arms and kissing him! And damn the man could kiss! She felt his erection, and gently ground into it, causing him to groan.
David’s hands moved down to her ass, cupping, squeezing and holding her so he could lift her to his aching dick better.
The men surrounding them just stood and stared, then started to cough as the couple in front of them forgot all about them and started to get hot and heavy.
‘Jesus David, get a fuckin room will ya!’ This was growled from Tico, who stood with a big smirk on his face.
That finally penetrated the fog of want surrounding Lucky and David; they broke away slowly, staring into each others eyes, coming back to the surroundings and people about them.
David’s fingers burrowed themselves under her hair, cupping her neck; he could feel her pulse going just as fast as his own. ‘Teek I would but we’ve got a job to do bro.’ He lent back to Lucky and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
She finally snapped back to the present with a start, hell it was supposed to have been a joke, but it had backfired on her and she’d been lost in him! She took in the shocked and snickering faces about her, time to pull it together!
‘Damn Davy, tell me their not always this easy to put one over on?’ She grinned at Mark, ‘Never try a set up sweetie; it could bite you on your ass.’ Then they both started to laugh as the lights finally came on.
‘Well fuck me!’ Was all Jon could muster!
‘Get in line behind David and I’ll think about it.’ Was the rejoinder from Lucky, she blew a kiss at Jon, who blinked rapidly.
‘Holy crap! That was fun to watch!’ Snorted both Amy and Cindy, who were holding onto the doorframe for support as they laughed themselves silly.
‘Well boys, as much fun as this has been I need to get back out front, Mark, come on I need a guide!’ She tried to walk away but David held fast to her hair, wrapping it about his hand and pulling her gently back.
‘I thought you might like to watch from the side.’ He didn’t want to let her out of his sight just yet.
Lucky looked into those blue eyes and nearly said yes, but she managed to stop herself, ‘Nah, I like to see Jon shakin his money maker and laying it on for the crowd too much! Plus for once I’ve got a damn good spot.’ Her hands toyed with his open shirt, wanting nothing more to re-plaster her body on his!
‘You’re sure I can’t tempt you?’ He watched as she licked her lips, longing to kiss them some more.
‘Oh baby you can tempt any time, but just not now.’ She reluctantly pulled away from him.
‘Well in that case I’ll walk you to the door.’ He crooked his arm at her, she smiled linking with it, they sauntered of, Mark in front, they guys behind, shaking their heads at what had gone on.
Chapter 10
David’s arm snapped down and his jaw hit the floor, he walked into the room closing the door behind him. He must be seeing things, because it sure as hell looked like the woman he was lusting over was stood in the damn room, saying she could find a use for him! Holy fuck she was even better in person, he stared into amber eyes; fighting the urge to pick her up and throw her on the couch and ravish her.
Lucky watched as emotions ran over his face, the best one she’d seen was lust; it made her go hot inside.
He walked forward a swagger in it, he didn’t think, ‘Well hello there Lucky, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes darlin?’ He knew he’d said something wrong when her eyes bugged out of her head.
‘Ok how the fuck do you know my name Mr Rashbaum?’
Ah shit he thought she’d short circuited his brain! He shifted a bit uneasily, Amy and Cindy were watching them with baited breathe.
All of a sudden the penny dropped for Lucky, ‘Aw crap, Mark lied to me didn’t he? It wasn’t’ Bo needing to check the damn camera.’ Her face flamed as she remembered what she’d done, ‘Holy crap you were watching when I di……’ Her hand covered her mouth, trying to stop the words from spilling out and making it all real.
David loved the way she blushed and stuttered. One minute she was saying she’d find a use for him, he wished, the next she was like this, he was intrigued; would the real Lucky please stand up. ‘Yeah we watched you.’
‘We?’ Lucky squeaked out, ‘Whose we?’
Why didn’t he learn to keep his big mouth shut?
Lucky’s eyes grew wide, her hand now over her heart trying to calm the pounding, ‘Jesus, please don’t tell me I vamped all of you?’
‘Ok I won’t.’
‘Shit!’ Her brain slammed into reverse, ‘Hold it, how’d you know about me any way?’ Her hands now on her hips her booted foot tapping in annoyance.
David had never seen someone switch gears so fast, ‘Mac told us.’
‘Mac who?’ She checked her mental index; nope she’d not met a Mac.
‘Tall, big guy, head of security?’ David lent his head to one side watching her; damn she was hot and cute at the same time.
A light bulb appeared over head, ‘Ah you mean Mike?’
‘Mike, really, he told you his real name, damn honey he must like ya.’ David’s grin nearly put her on her ass.
‘And who told you to come here?’
He smiled, talk about being set up, he needed to give Mark a bonus for this, ‘Mark did.’ His grin grew wider.
‘Damn it, why’d he do something like that?’ David couldn’t believe her, she really wondered why, did she not realise how hot she was?
‘Because you’re a lovely woman, and he thought he was doing you a favour.’
She laughed and it went straight to his dick, damn good job his shirt wasn’t tucked in yet. ‘The boys deranged, totally, but harmless by the looks of things.’ She had a nasty thought, ‘When he told you to head here, who were you with?’ She prayed what she was thinking was wrong.
‘The guys, Mac, Matt, Obie, Ton….. Aw hell!’ He knew where she was heading.
‘They’re outside that door, aren’t they? Listening in.’
‘Yeah, it’s what I’d do.’ He stepped closer to her and inhaled, damn she even smelt good. And her hair shone different shades making her eyes stand out even more. Lucky could feel the heat radiating off him, lord he looked so damn edible up this close, and his scent was giving her an itch that only he could scratch! She needed to get off the thought of him and her hog!
She coughed to clear herself, ‘You know, I think payback might be a good idea.’ Her eyes sparkled with mischief and David’s grin grew bigger, looks like the lady is on the same wavelength as him, damn should be fun!
‘What do ya think we should do?’ His grin turning pure evil, and making Lucky want to jump into his arms and not let go!
‘How about this!’ With that she stalked passed him and yanked the door wide open, flinging it hard back against the wall and dashed out into the corridor!
Lucky watched as emotions ran over his face, the best one she’d seen was lust; it made her go hot inside.
He walked forward a swagger in it, he didn’t think, ‘Well hello there Lucky, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes darlin?’ He knew he’d said something wrong when her eyes bugged out of her head.
‘Ok how the fuck do you know my name Mr Rashbaum?’
Ah shit he thought she’d short circuited his brain! He shifted a bit uneasily, Amy and Cindy were watching them with baited breathe.
All of a sudden the penny dropped for Lucky, ‘Aw crap, Mark lied to me didn’t he? It wasn’t’ Bo needing to check the damn camera.’ Her face flamed as she remembered what she’d done, ‘Holy crap you were watching when I di……’ Her hand covered her mouth, trying to stop the words from spilling out and making it all real.
David loved the way she blushed and stuttered. One minute she was saying she’d find a use for him, he wished, the next she was like this, he was intrigued; would the real Lucky please stand up. ‘Yeah we watched you.’
‘We?’ Lucky squeaked out, ‘Whose we?’
Why didn’t he learn to keep his big mouth shut?
Lucky’s eyes grew wide, her hand now over her heart trying to calm the pounding, ‘Jesus, please don’t tell me I vamped all of you?’
‘Ok I won’t.’
‘Shit!’ Her brain slammed into reverse, ‘Hold it, how’d you know about me any way?’ Her hands now on her hips her booted foot tapping in annoyance.
David had never seen someone switch gears so fast, ‘Mac told us.’
‘Mac who?’ She checked her mental index; nope she’d not met a Mac.
‘Tall, big guy, head of security?’ David lent his head to one side watching her; damn she was hot and cute at the same time.
A light bulb appeared over head, ‘Ah you mean Mike?’
‘Mike, really, he told you his real name, damn honey he must like ya.’ David’s grin nearly put her on her ass.
‘And who told you to come here?’
He smiled, talk about being set up, he needed to give Mark a bonus for this, ‘Mark did.’ His grin grew wider.
‘Damn it, why’d he do something like that?’ David couldn’t believe her, she really wondered why, did she not realise how hot she was?
‘Because you’re a lovely woman, and he thought he was doing you a favour.’
She laughed and it went straight to his dick, damn good job his shirt wasn’t tucked in yet. ‘The boys deranged, totally, but harmless by the looks of things.’ She had a nasty thought, ‘When he told you to head here, who were you with?’ She prayed what she was thinking was wrong.
‘The guys, Mac, Matt, Obie, Ton….. Aw hell!’ He knew where she was heading.
‘They’re outside that door, aren’t they? Listening in.’
‘Yeah, it’s what I’d do.’ He stepped closer to her and inhaled, damn she even smelt good. And her hair shone different shades making her eyes stand out even more. Lucky could feel the heat radiating off him, lord he looked so damn edible up this close, and his scent was giving her an itch that only he could scratch! She needed to get off the thought of him and her hog!
She coughed to clear herself, ‘You know, I think payback might be a good idea.’ Her eyes sparkled with mischief and David’s grin grew bigger, looks like the lady is on the same wavelength as him, damn should be fun!
‘What do ya think we should do?’ His grin turning pure evil, and making Lucky want to jump into his arms and not let go!
‘How about this!’ With that she stalked passed him and yanked the door wide open, flinging it hard back against the wall and dashed out into the corridor!
Saturday 2 August 2008
Chapter 9
Lucky was fascinated by the goings on all about the place, people rushing here and there.
Mark kept hold of her, making sure she didn’t fall over. He’d a feeling if she got hurt while with him, he’d get hurt later!
They entered the back of the stadium and walked through the maze of tunnels towards the dressing rooms. The nearer they got the more Lucky seemed to drop back, as much as she wanted to meet David, she didn’t want her fantasy of him to be crushed, and she was certain no man was as perfect as the way she’d wrote about him.
They walked passed a set of ladies loos, ‘Hey loos just flew passed!’ She really hoped she didn’t have to hurt Mark; he’d been so nice up to now.
‘Nah those aren’t as good as the ones in the back rooms.’ Keeping hold of her and pulling her deeper into the bowls of the stadium.
Lucky just prayed she hadn’t made a mistake, and followed him. He stopped suddenly at a door that had a hand written sign on it stating ‘wardrobe’.
Knocking on the door he opened it hollering ‘It’s only me, your lover boy!’ at the top of his lungs. He pulled Lucky in behind him who started to laugh.
‘Which one?’ Came zinging back at him.
‘Aw damn Amy you said I was the only one!’ He clutched his heart and fell to his knees, Lucky laughed louder
‘Oh hell you could have said you’d brought company youngster!’ The one called Amy said she must be in her late forties and blonde.
‘What, he brought one of his girls back here?’ Said a dark haired woman, who looked up from her sewing, and over the rim of her glasses.
‘Jesus you make me sound like a horn dog! This is Lucky, she needs to use the toilet and I’ve brought her here to my two favourite girls.’ He smiled at them as he got up, and they rolled their eyes at him. ‘Lucky, the beautiful blonde is Amy, and the fiery cracker is Cindy, they keep the guys in their clothes.’ He laughed as Amy flipped him the bird.
Cindy looked Lucky up and down, ‘You are boy! Well you’ve never gone to this length before, so y’all must be special.’
She laughed louder, ‘Does special mean stupid enough to fall for Marks charms?’ She laughed again.
‘Oh shit she’s got your number baby!’ Amy chortled, liking the tall woman in front of them.
‘I don’t need this shit! Mac’s shouting for me; let her use the facilities and I’ll be back in a minute to get ya darlin.’ He blew a kiss at Lucky and headed out of the room with laughter following him, he took of at a run down the corridor.
Lucky felt a little abandoned, but made the most of it, she walked forward with her hand out to Cindy, ‘Hi I’m Lucky, nice to meet ya, so you’re the one’s to blame!’
Cindy took it, looking up, ‘Cindy, and blame for what honey?’
Lucky turned towards Amy and held her hand out, ‘To blame for David’s crap dress sense and the guys clothes staying on!’
‘No way, he chooses his own fuckin clothes!!’ Cindy spluttered.
‘Shit you mean he really doesn’t have any taste in clothing? Well hell!’ She snickered, the other two joining in.
‘Honey, it’s got so damn bad Jon’s taken to helping him this tour.’ Amy laughed.
‘Ah I wondered why he suddenly looked ‘normal’ these days.’ All the women laughed again. ‘Please can I use the loo, I’m trying not to leave a puddle here, but laughing so much, well it’s getting hard not too.’
Amy got up and opened the door for her, ‘Hell don’t do that! And I thought we were supposed to keep them in their clothes?’
‘Well yeah, but a wardrobe malfunction now and then would be wonderful you know.’ Lucky closed the door on barks of laughter, she liked these women.
After reliving herself she headed back into the other room and sat talking to the women, laughing at some of the things that had happened to the guys clothes over the years, from ripped shirts because of over eager fans. To the splitting of Jon’s tight trousers, these women had been with them for years, so they knew loads of stuff.
They even let her loose in the racks of clothing they’d got set up, but they told her the clothes for tonight’s show were already in their dressing rooms. Lucky ood and ahhed over clothes she’d seen on stage and some from photo shoots.
She started to wonder if Mark had forgotten her, and if she should start to make her own way back, she’d give him five minutes then look for someone to get her back outside.
A couple of minutes later the door crashed open making all three of them jump, ‘I hear someone wants my body!’ David stood in the door, shirt undone, leaning against the door jam, an arm over his eyes playing the martyr.
Amy and Cindy looked at one another, and as one both said, ‘We don’t!’
Lucky couldn’t help herself, ‘Well if you don’t want him, I could find a use for him!’
Mark kept hold of her, making sure she didn’t fall over. He’d a feeling if she got hurt while with him, he’d get hurt later!
They entered the back of the stadium and walked through the maze of tunnels towards the dressing rooms. The nearer they got the more Lucky seemed to drop back, as much as she wanted to meet David, she didn’t want her fantasy of him to be crushed, and she was certain no man was as perfect as the way she’d wrote about him.
They walked passed a set of ladies loos, ‘Hey loos just flew passed!’ She really hoped she didn’t have to hurt Mark; he’d been so nice up to now.
‘Nah those aren’t as good as the ones in the back rooms.’ Keeping hold of her and pulling her deeper into the bowls of the stadium.
Lucky just prayed she hadn’t made a mistake, and followed him. He stopped suddenly at a door that had a hand written sign on it stating ‘wardrobe’.
Knocking on the door he opened it hollering ‘It’s only me, your lover boy!’ at the top of his lungs. He pulled Lucky in behind him who started to laugh.
‘Which one?’ Came zinging back at him.
‘Aw damn Amy you said I was the only one!’ He clutched his heart and fell to his knees, Lucky laughed louder
‘Oh hell you could have said you’d brought company youngster!’ The one called Amy said she must be in her late forties and blonde.
‘What, he brought one of his girls back here?’ Said a dark haired woman, who looked up from her sewing, and over the rim of her glasses.
‘Jesus you make me sound like a horn dog! This is Lucky, she needs to use the toilet and I’ve brought her here to my two favourite girls.’ He smiled at them as he got up, and they rolled their eyes at him. ‘Lucky, the beautiful blonde is Amy, and the fiery cracker is Cindy, they keep the guys in their clothes.’ He laughed as Amy flipped him the bird.
Cindy looked Lucky up and down, ‘You are boy! Well you’ve never gone to this length before, so y’all must be special.’
She laughed louder, ‘Does special mean stupid enough to fall for Marks charms?’ She laughed again.
‘Oh shit she’s got your number baby!’ Amy chortled, liking the tall woman in front of them.
‘I don’t need this shit! Mac’s shouting for me; let her use the facilities and I’ll be back in a minute to get ya darlin.’ He blew a kiss at Lucky and headed out of the room with laughter following him, he took of at a run down the corridor.
Lucky felt a little abandoned, but made the most of it, she walked forward with her hand out to Cindy, ‘Hi I’m Lucky, nice to meet ya, so you’re the one’s to blame!’
Cindy took it, looking up, ‘Cindy, and blame for what honey?’
Lucky turned towards Amy and held her hand out, ‘To blame for David’s crap dress sense and the guys clothes staying on!’
‘No way, he chooses his own fuckin clothes!!’ Cindy spluttered.
‘Shit you mean he really doesn’t have any taste in clothing? Well hell!’ She snickered, the other two joining in.
‘Honey, it’s got so damn bad Jon’s taken to helping him this tour.’ Amy laughed.
‘Ah I wondered why he suddenly looked ‘normal’ these days.’ All the women laughed again. ‘Please can I use the loo, I’m trying not to leave a puddle here, but laughing so much, well it’s getting hard not too.’
Amy got up and opened the door for her, ‘Hell don’t do that! And I thought we were supposed to keep them in their clothes?’
‘Well yeah, but a wardrobe malfunction now and then would be wonderful you know.’ Lucky closed the door on barks of laughter, she liked these women.
After reliving herself she headed back into the other room and sat talking to the women, laughing at some of the things that had happened to the guys clothes over the years, from ripped shirts because of over eager fans. To the splitting of Jon’s tight trousers, these women had been with them for years, so they knew loads of stuff.
They even let her loose in the racks of clothing they’d got set up, but they told her the clothes for tonight’s show were already in their dressing rooms. Lucky ood and ahhed over clothes she’d seen on stage and some from photo shoots.
She started to wonder if Mark had forgotten her, and if she should start to make her own way back, she’d give him five minutes then look for someone to get her back outside.
A couple of minutes later the door crashed open making all three of them jump, ‘I hear someone wants my body!’ David stood in the door, shirt undone, leaning against the door jam, an arm over his eyes playing the martyr.
Amy and Cindy looked at one another, and as one both said, ‘We don’t!’
Lucky couldn’t help herself, ‘Well if you don’t want him, I could find a use for him!’
Friday 1 August 2008
Chapter 8
Mark arrived right in the middle of the stage where three tall guys had staked out their spots. At this minute in time, the black widows where doing what they’d done to Lucky. And the guys being gentlemen and seeing low cut tops and extra short skirts of course were going to say yes, till Mark arrived.
‘Hey guys, you doing ok?’ He shook hands with them, and then turned his glare on the females. ‘Ladies y’all just don’t listen do ya? I told ya to go all the way over to the other side! Please do as I’ve asked, and try not to cause any more of a scene otherwise I’ll have you ejected. Now move!’ The last bit said in a cold steely voice.
They called him a bastard but moved on, ‘I’ll watch you move ladies, just so you don’t happen to stand on someone.’ His eyes cold and flat, the black widows knew they’d pushed too much and scuttled off to the far side.
‘Guys I’m sorry, but that bunch is bad news, they look for tall people, make them feel guilty that they have to stand behind you, and you let them in. Then they’d have pushed you well out of the way! The only reason I made them is, if you look over there to that tall gorgeous woman, see her?’ The guys waved at her and Lucky waved back laughing. ‘Well they tried to get her to move and she stood her ground, they tried to throw red wine on her, but I spotted them. If she hadn’t said no to them, I wouldn’t have noticed them, and you’d have been out on your asses by now. Y’all need to thank Lucky.’
The men thanked him, and told him they’d by Lucky a beer or wine later. He laughed and walked towards where the widows had set up camp, they all flipped him off and he’d laughed at them, telling the security near them to make sure they didn’t shit on anyone else’s day, then headed back to talk to Mike.
An hour later they sent out the warm up bands warm up band. And Lucky realised she may just need the loo, and started to look about.
Mark had wandered back after an interesting conversation with his boss, seems like David had been in the truck and liked what he’d seen. Mark chuckled and headed towards Lucky noticing she was looking agitated.
‘Hey doll what’s up?’ He shouted at her, getting over the music.
‘Oh hey, you back again? I’m just wondering how long it’s going to take me to get to the loo and then get back in.’ By now she’d pulled her hair into a pony tail as it’d turned damn hot.
People who knew Mark could spot a light bulb going off over his head at twenty paces. ‘Tell you what I’ll take ya backstage and then you won’t have to deal with gettin out and gettin back in.’ He grinned.
‘Oh no, I couldn’t let you do that.’ But hell it sounded more appealing than doing the ‘excuse me’ dance.
‘Oh come on, can’t the second in command of the security pull rank sometimes for a beautiful woman.’ He leered at her, and she laughed.
‘Ok, but how the hell do we do it?’ She shouted over the blaring music.
Mark signalled another humungous guard over. ‘Ok you’re tall enough; sit your ass on the rail.’ She did and the people about her laughed at her eye roll. ‘Ok, now put your arms about our necks, that’s it, ok on three.’ On three the men lifted her up and over the fence and onto her feet.
‘Y’all keep her space won’t you?’ Mark asked the people about them, they smiled and nodded. ‘Ok let’s go.’ Taking her hand to help steer her over the hordes of cables he took her into the deep recess of the stadium.
‘Hey guys, you doing ok?’ He shook hands with them, and then turned his glare on the females. ‘Ladies y’all just don’t listen do ya? I told ya to go all the way over to the other side! Please do as I’ve asked, and try not to cause any more of a scene otherwise I’ll have you ejected. Now move!’ The last bit said in a cold steely voice.
They called him a bastard but moved on, ‘I’ll watch you move ladies, just so you don’t happen to stand on someone.’ His eyes cold and flat, the black widows knew they’d pushed too much and scuttled off to the far side.
‘Guys I’m sorry, but that bunch is bad news, they look for tall people, make them feel guilty that they have to stand behind you, and you let them in. Then they’d have pushed you well out of the way! The only reason I made them is, if you look over there to that tall gorgeous woman, see her?’ The guys waved at her and Lucky waved back laughing. ‘Well they tried to get her to move and she stood her ground, they tried to throw red wine on her, but I spotted them. If she hadn’t said no to them, I wouldn’t have noticed them, and you’d have been out on your asses by now. Y’all need to thank Lucky.’
The men thanked him, and told him they’d by Lucky a beer or wine later. He laughed and walked towards where the widows had set up camp, they all flipped him off and he’d laughed at them, telling the security near them to make sure they didn’t shit on anyone else’s day, then headed back to talk to Mike.
An hour later they sent out the warm up bands warm up band. And Lucky realised she may just need the loo, and started to look about.
Mark had wandered back after an interesting conversation with his boss, seems like David had been in the truck and liked what he’d seen. Mark chuckled and headed towards Lucky noticing she was looking agitated.
‘Hey doll what’s up?’ He shouted at her, getting over the music.
‘Oh hey, you back again? I’m just wondering how long it’s going to take me to get to the loo and then get back in.’ By now she’d pulled her hair into a pony tail as it’d turned damn hot.
People who knew Mark could spot a light bulb going off over his head at twenty paces. ‘Tell you what I’ll take ya backstage and then you won’t have to deal with gettin out and gettin back in.’ He grinned.
‘Oh no, I couldn’t let you do that.’ But hell it sounded more appealing than doing the ‘excuse me’ dance.
‘Oh come on, can’t the second in command of the security pull rank sometimes for a beautiful woman.’ He leered at her, and she laughed.
‘Ok, but how the hell do we do it?’ She shouted over the blaring music.
Mark signalled another humungous guard over. ‘Ok you’re tall enough; sit your ass on the rail.’ She did and the people about her laughed at her eye roll. ‘Ok, now put your arms about our necks, that’s it, ok on three.’ On three the men lifted her up and over the fence and onto her feet.
‘Y’all keep her space won’t you?’ Mark asked the people about them, they smiled and nodded. ‘Ok let’s go.’ Taking her hand to help steer her over the hordes of cables he took her into the deep recess of the stadium.
Chapter 7
Lucky was still chuckling at what she’d done, no one would believe her, but it was fun to do.
She’d noticed people filing in and the place starting to fill up, she sipped more water.
About half an hour later she felt someone tap her on her back, turning she found four blonde under dressed women. They were done up to the nines, coloured blonde hair, boobs spilling out of their tops, fake tans and nails for all! She didn’t like the look of them one little bit.
Looking down her nose at them, ‘Yes?’
Watching from not far away was Mark.
The ringleader gave a false cheery smile that never made it to her eyes, ‘Well hey there. We were just wondering, seeing as you’re so tall, if we could squeeze in front of you?’ Again with the fake smile.
‘Nope.’ Lucky was having none of it; they wanted to throw themselves at the band they could find somewhere else.
The blondes smile disappeared and she looked Lucky up and down, ‘Oh come on, how the hell do you expect us to see passed you? People like you should be made to stand in the back, it’s not like the band would look twice at you.’ She sneered and her lackeys snickered.
‘I’ve an idea, why don’t you take those fake nails, hair and tits and totter off to the other side of the stage and bug someone else.’ The woman next to Lucky agreed, and Lucky turned her back on them.
The sheer rage at being turned down twisted the blondes face into a nasty mask. Mark started towards Lucky, the blonde got out a small bottle of red wine and he knew damn well where she intended it to go!
‘Hey Lucky you ok darlin?’ He glared passed her into the faces of the four shocked women, the leader moved her hand behind her back.
‘I’m fine babe, these ladies were asking me to move and I’ve told them no.’ She grinned at him.
‘Well ladies, may I suggest y’all make your way to the other side of the stage, there’s plenty of room over there. I’m sure you’ll find somewhere more suitable to stand.’ His mean was clear in his cold eyes, move it or he’d get them moved!
They huffed and stalked off.
‘My hero, coming to rescue me! What were they going to do?’ She knew they’d be vindictive.
‘A bottle of red wine.’ That was all he said, Lucky was glad he’d been about, she didn’t want to try and get a wine stain out of this top. In fact she’d probably have to throw it!
‘Well thanks again. I hate women like that; they’re only after shagging the band and selling the story, nasty ass pieces of work!’
‘Well I can tell ya, the guys don’t like em too much either! They had their share of black widows.’
Lucky laughed, ‘Wonder where they are now?’ She scanned the crowd.
‘I can see them, aw shit not again! I’ll be back.’ And he hurried off towards the crowd in the middle.
She’d noticed people filing in and the place starting to fill up, she sipped more water.
About half an hour later she felt someone tap her on her back, turning she found four blonde under dressed women. They were done up to the nines, coloured blonde hair, boobs spilling out of their tops, fake tans and nails for all! She didn’t like the look of them one little bit.
Looking down her nose at them, ‘Yes?’
Watching from not far away was Mark.
The ringleader gave a false cheery smile that never made it to her eyes, ‘Well hey there. We were just wondering, seeing as you’re so tall, if we could squeeze in front of you?’ Again with the fake smile.
‘Nope.’ Lucky was having none of it; they wanted to throw themselves at the band they could find somewhere else.
The blondes smile disappeared and she looked Lucky up and down, ‘Oh come on, how the hell do you expect us to see passed you? People like you should be made to stand in the back, it’s not like the band would look twice at you.’ She sneered and her lackeys snickered.
‘I’ve an idea, why don’t you take those fake nails, hair and tits and totter off to the other side of the stage and bug someone else.’ The woman next to Lucky agreed, and Lucky turned her back on them.
The sheer rage at being turned down twisted the blondes face into a nasty mask. Mark started towards Lucky, the blonde got out a small bottle of red wine and he knew damn well where she intended it to go!
‘Hey Lucky you ok darlin?’ He glared passed her into the faces of the four shocked women, the leader moved her hand behind her back.
‘I’m fine babe, these ladies were asking me to move and I’ve told them no.’ She grinned at him.
‘Well ladies, may I suggest y’all make your way to the other side of the stage, there’s plenty of room over there. I’m sure you’ll find somewhere more suitable to stand.’ His mean was clear in his cold eyes, move it or he’d get them moved!
They huffed and stalked off.
‘My hero, coming to rescue me! What were they going to do?’ She knew they’d be vindictive.
‘A bottle of red wine.’ That was all he said, Lucky was glad he’d been about, she didn’t want to try and get a wine stain out of this top. In fact she’d probably have to throw it!
‘Well thanks again. I hate women like that; they’re only after shagging the band and selling the story, nasty ass pieces of work!’
‘Well I can tell ya, the guys don’t like em too much either! They had their share of black widows.’
Lucky laughed, ‘Wonder where they are now?’ She scanned the crowd.
‘I can see them, aw shit not again! I’ll be back.’ And he hurried off towards the crowd in the middle.
Chapter 6
Lucky was talking to the couple next to her and laughing, Mark looked passed her shoulder and saw Bo giving him the thumbs up. He walked back to her, and her eyes swung to him, crinkling in the corners.
‘Hey Mark, are you stalking me?’ Her laugh dirty, little did she know!
‘Yeah you’re just too damn hot to leave alone!’ This sent her into fits of laughter. In the truck the men swore as Bo pulled back at Marks approach, and they watched as she threw her head back, presumably laughing at something Mark had said, as they could see him too. David was miffed; Mark was a known flirt, shit!
‘So, what do you want? Lucky cocked her head to the side. Mark swallowed, damn if he didn’t know Mac was watching, and he’d hazard a guess that so was someone else, he’d try to chat her up.
‘I need someone to help with lining up the camera behind you. Bo’ll just use you to get the correct angle etc ready for the concert. All I need you to do is turn and smile at the camera, or whatever.’ She’d arched her eyebrow just like Mr Spock did, oh hell.
‘So lets get this straight, you expect me to believe all that crap and do what you ask?’ Her lip curled into a smirk, she just loved youngsters, they always try to prank you.
‘If you want to see me alive again, please darlin!’ He wasn’t up to getting on his knees and begging if it was needed!
‘Drama queen, ok, and I can do whatever?’ Mark just nodded quickly, grateful it looked like she would do it!
‘Ok.’ He really should have seen the wicked glint in her eye.
By now the guys in the truck had watched her lean from one side to the other, eyes trained on her ass, then she straightened, fluffed her, this was it. They all held their breaths, David elbowing Richie out the way more.
Lucky took a peek over her shoulder, using her hair as cover, she spotted the camera, ok let’s see if he liked this.
She slowly turned her body till she was in profile, then she turned fully looking directly as the camera.
The men in the truck swallowed, groaned, coughed, and said fuck, then repeated it some more as Lucky continued. Even Bo was sweating! Damn she was a looker!
She played to the camera, her head tilting to onside again, and fluttering her lashes. Then she straightened, pouted then slowly licked her lips, running her tongue slowly, twice, over them, finishing by blowing a kiss at the camera. She then turned back to a laughing Mark, ‘Was that ok for him?’ She fluttered her lashed at him and pouted.
Mark still snickering, and he’d only seen a little of what she’d done to the camera radioed Mac, ‘Hey the lady says she hopes she helped ya! Did ya get that?’ The only answer he got was Mac swearing.
‘Yup, that was fine. See ya later darlin.’
In the truck David looked like a ton of brick had hit him, he looked stunned!
‘Dave, you ok bro?’ Tico’s concerned growl penetrated the fog about his brain.
‘Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.’ Was all he could manage.
‘No shit, what she see in you asshole?’ Came Richie’s chuckled comment, his bro had been hit between the eyes.
David just grinned and blew him a kiss as Jon told them they’d got to move themselves!
‘Hey Mark, are you stalking me?’ Her laugh dirty, little did she know!
‘Yeah you’re just too damn hot to leave alone!’ This sent her into fits of laughter. In the truck the men swore as Bo pulled back at Marks approach, and they watched as she threw her head back, presumably laughing at something Mark had said, as they could see him too. David was miffed; Mark was a known flirt, shit!
‘So, what do you want? Lucky cocked her head to the side. Mark swallowed, damn if he didn’t know Mac was watching, and he’d hazard a guess that so was someone else, he’d try to chat her up.
‘I need someone to help with lining up the camera behind you. Bo’ll just use you to get the correct angle etc ready for the concert. All I need you to do is turn and smile at the camera, or whatever.’ She’d arched her eyebrow just like Mr Spock did, oh hell.
‘So lets get this straight, you expect me to believe all that crap and do what you ask?’ Her lip curled into a smirk, she just loved youngsters, they always try to prank you.
‘If you want to see me alive again, please darlin!’ He wasn’t up to getting on his knees and begging if it was needed!
‘Drama queen, ok, and I can do whatever?’ Mark just nodded quickly, grateful it looked like she would do it!
‘Ok.’ He really should have seen the wicked glint in her eye.
By now the guys in the truck had watched her lean from one side to the other, eyes trained on her ass, then she straightened, fluffed her, this was it. They all held their breaths, David elbowing Richie out the way more.
Lucky took a peek over her shoulder, using her hair as cover, she spotted the camera, ok let’s see if he liked this.
She slowly turned her body till she was in profile, then she turned fully looking directly as the camera.
The men in the truck swallowed, groaned, coughed, and said fuck, then repeated it some more as Lucky continued. Even Bo was sweating! Damn she was a looker!
She played to the camera, her head tilting to onside again, and fluttering her lashes. Then she straightened, pouted then slowly licked her lips, running her tongue slowly, twice, over them, finishing by blowing a kiss at the camera. She then turned back to a laughing Mark, ‘Was that ok for him?’ She fluttered her lashed at him and pouted.
Mark still snickering, and he’d only seen a little of what she’d done to the camera radioed Mac, ‘Hey the lady says she hopes she helped ya! Did ya get that?’ The only answer he got was Mac swearing.
‘Yup, that was fine. See ya later darlin.’
In the truck David looked like a ton of brick had hit him, he looked stunned!
‘Dave, you ok bro?’ Tico’s concerned growl penetrated the fog about his brain.
‘Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.’ Was all he could manage.
‘No shit, what she see in you asshole?’ Came Richie’s chuckled comment, his bro had been hit between the eyes.
David just grinned and blew him a kiss as Jon told them they’d got to move themselves!
Chapter 5
Mike headed for the truck they were using for videoing, and Matt, Jon’s younger brother was in charge of all of it.
‘Hey Matty boy, need a favour.’ Matt hated what Mac called him, but he’d tried and failed to get him to stop. Matt frowned as his brother and friends all piled in with Mac.
‘What’s goin on guys?’
‘Is Bo on camera three?’ Mac asked this camera was situated half way down the stadium for panning shots.
‘Yeah, why?’ He felt he was being left out of something.
Mike grabbed the mic and shouted for Bo, whose southern drawl finally came through. ‘Do me a favour Bo, put your camera on for me.’ The screen in front of them came on, giving them a view of the damn floor.
Matt snickered, ‘Well you asked him to put it on! You need to be specific with Bo.’
Mike rolled his eyes and sighed, ‘Now Bo I need ya to aim the camera towards the stage.’ The camera flew up and aim straight to the stage, better, ‘Now Bo there are people in front of the stage, I need you too pan to your, hold on.’
‘Mark, which side of the stage is Lucky on? If you’re looking toward the stage, not from where you are.’ Mark could be a smartass too.
‘Left.’ Came the short reply.
‘Bo, look to your left, you’re looking for a tall woman, dark hair, with a….’
Bo interrupted him, ‘Y’all mean that hot woman that Marks droolin over, man she’s mighty fine tall drink of water.’
David perked up, so Mac was telling the truth, he needed to see this ‘tall drink of water’ now!
‘That’d be the one, now can you put her up on screen for us?’ In a blink of an eye Bo zoomed in on Lucky, but the fucker didn’t give them a full view of her, hell no that’d be easy! No he zoomed in on her feet, taking in the heels of the cowboy boots she was wearing, then he slowly crawled the camera up her jean clad legs.
By now the air in the truck was getting a tad warm, and it wasn’t just David holding his breath. When Bo reached her pert jean clad butt several groans echoed off the walls. Then jeans gave way to flesh, just a strip, but it caused men to shift. David noted he could see what possibly could be ink showing. The camera moved on, it took in the bare expanse of back showing between little sparkly things holding her bloody red top together.
David licked his lips, picturing himself licking from neck to the bottom of her spine, shit he’d not even seen the woman close up, and he’d got a raging hard on!
‘Fuck me, I feel like a peeping tom, damn that Bo is good!’ Richie said, salivating at what was unfolding before them. Hell if she was a David girl he was one lucky bastard! Her legs seemed to go on for ever! And she was curvy, real curves, damn!
The camera continued to pan up her back, and flesh was suddenly covered as Lucky flicked her hair over her shoulder! Chocolate coloured hair covered her now from just above the waist. David thought he’d died and gone to heaven, her hair was so long and soft looking. His fingers itched to sift it between them.
Finally the camera reached her head, then pulled backwards so she all came into full focus, so they could see her head to toe, hell what a package.
‘Damn Davy!’ Was all Jon said.
But David was still unsure; she could still look like a dog, but with shit hot curves! ‘Get her to turn to the camera.’ Was all he growled out to Mike; who snickered.
‘Bo, I want you to be tight on her face, she’s gonna turn for ya bud.’ Then he talked to Mark, ‘Mark y’all need to get Lucky to turn into Bo’s camera for me.’
‘How the fuck..’
‘Find a way.’ Mike bit back.
All the men in the booth continued to watch the back of her head in anticipation!
‘Hey Matty boy, need a favour.’ Matt hated what Mac called him, but he’d tried and failed to get him to stop. Matt frowned as his brother and friends all piled in with Mac.
‘What’s goin on guys?’
‘Is Bo on camera three?’ Mac asked this camera was situated half way down the stadium for panning shots.
‘Yeah, why?’ He felt he was being left out of something.
Mike grabbed the mic and shouted for Bo, whose southern drawl finally came through. ‘Do me a favour Bo, put your camera on for me.’ The screen in front of them came on, giving them a view of the damn floor.
Matt snickered, ‘Well you asked him to put it on! You need to be specific with Bo.’
Mike rolled his eyes and sighed, ‘Now Bo I need ya to aim the camera towards the stage.’ The camera flew up and aim straight to the stage, better, ‘Now Bo there are people in front of the stage, I need you too pan to your, hold on.’
‘Mark, which side of the stage is Lucky on? If you’re looking toward the stage, not from where you are.’ Mark could be a smartass too.
‘Left.’ Came the short reply.
‘Bo, look to your left, you’re looking for a tall woman, dark hair, with a….’
Bo interrupted him, ‘Y’all mean that hot woman that Marks droolin over, man she’s mighty fine tall drink of water.’
David perked up, so Mac was telling the truth, he needed to see this ‘tall drink of water’ now!
‘That’d be the one, now can you put her up on screen for us?’ In a blink of an eye Bo zoomed in on Lucky, but the fucker didn’t give them a full view of her, hell no that’d be easy! No he zoomed in on her feet, taking in the heels of the cowboy boots she was wearing, then he slowly crawled the camera up her jean clad legs.
By now the air in the truck was getting a tad warm, and it wasn’t just David holding his breath. When Bo reached her pert jean clad butt several groans echoed off the walls. Then jeans gave way to flesh, just a strip, but it caused men to shift. David noted he could see what possibly could be ink showing. The camera moved on, it took in the bare expanse of back showing between little sparkly things holding her bloody red top together.
David licked his lips, picturing himself licking from neck to the bottom of her spine, shit he’d not even seen the woman close up, and he’d got a raging hard on!
‘Fuck me, I feel like a peeping tom, damn that Bo is good!’ Richie said, salivating at what was unfolding before them. Hell if she was a David girl he was one lucky bastard! Her legs seemed to go on for ever! And she was curvy, real curves, damn!
The camera continued to pan up her back, and flesh was suddenly covered as Lucky flicked her hair over her shoulder! Chocolate coloured hair covered her now from just above the waist. David thought he’d died and gone to heaven, her hair was so long and soft looking. His fingers itched to sift it between them.
Finally the camera reached her head, then pulled backwards so she all came into full focus, so they could see her head to toe, hell what a package.
‘Damn Davy!’ Was all Jon said.
But David was still unsure; she could still look like a dog, but with shit hot curves! ‘Get her to turn to the camera.’ Was all he growled out to Mike; who snickered.
‘Bo, I want you to be tight on her face, she’s gonna turn for ya bud.’ Then he talked to Mark, ‘Mark y’all need to get Lucky to turn into Bo’s camera for me.’
‘How the fuck..’
‘Find a way.’ Mike bit back.
All the men in the booth continued to watch the back of her head in anticipation!
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