Monday, A Time of Surprises and Bowling!

~Ang

After a few hectic days, Monday is slow and easy. We were all having dinner at Lucy’s later, and then bowling afterwards. I’ve a small feeling bowlings going to be fun!

I lay in and don’t bother with jogging today, man it’s nice. It’s now eight! Hey it is a lay in for me lol.

I head for the bathroom, I push the door open, ‘Holy fuck!!... Sambora!!!!!’ I slapped my hands over my eyes and back out of the room fast!

Lucy, hearing me shout, sticks her head out of her room, ‘What.’ She mutters, Gypsy barking her ass off.

‘Bloody hell can’t you remind him to lock the door if he’s in there!’ My hand flapping towards the door. I knew damn well my face was in flames, hell human here, I looked first. ‘And what the hell’s he doing awake so early?’

The bathroom door opens and I squeak and dive for my door, hand on the handle. ‘Ah Angel darlin, I’m sorry I forgot we’re not alone. I needed to go and forgot, plain and simple.’

‘You covered up?’

‘Yep.’ I could hear the laughter in his voice.

Turning I saw he’d grabbed a towel. ‘What the hell did we say about bathroom doors Zannyboy??? If they’re locked it’s OCCUPIED! Damn is it your age or are you always this forgetful? Lock the damn door!’ I stood there tapping my foot, eyes trying to rip him to shreds.

He started to snicker, then laugh, ‘Aw darlin I’m sorry in that get up I can’t take you seriously.’ He laughed so hard I waited to be introduced better to the rest of him as his towel started to head south.

‘What?’ I looked down, there for the world to see was my jovi pj’s and my big pink fluffy slippers. My hair was scraped back, no make up, shit!

By now Steph stuck her head out, what a bloody picture we made! ‘What’s going on?’ She blinked several times trying to get her brain to register what she was seeing.

‘The second grader forgot to lock the damn door!’ With that parting shot I legged it into my room and slammed the door.

I heard a muffled shout from Zannyboy, ‘I ain’t any second grader that’s Jon!’ And Lucy was making calming noises at him, and to come back to their room. I could hear the laughter in her voice through the door! Then the door slams.

I stood there my heart going ten to the dozen. I’m soooo glad Hath and David didn’t see that one.

How in god’s name am I going to meet him in the eye after that? And let me tell you that pot shot I took about the second grader isn’t true at all! Damn poor Lucy! I chuckle, think I got more than I ever bargained for on this trip.

I finally risk going to the loo, and decide to get dressed, no way in hell I’m I tired now!

I’ve been downstairs for an hour, drinking coffee and letting Gypsy out; she’d been doing her pee pee dance lmao. I hear movement from upstairs, probably Steph or Lucy. Richie doesn’t get up, usually, before mid day. And I don’t think Matt feels comfortable with being alone with Steph’s friends, yet!

I start to crack eggs; adding herbs for flavour, hell Lucy said to treat it as home, which means I cook! I’m thinking full English breakfast today. She’s got the makings; thank god she stocked the place!!!! I’m in the fridge, singing a lil Nickelback, getting the milk, bacon, sausages, tomatoes, mushrooms, butter and anything else I think I’ll need.

‘So you wanna be a Rock Star then.’ Richie snickers behind me.

I squeak, jump, turn and the damn milk lunges from my over stocked arms. Shit! Richie fields and saves me from mopping the damn floor.

I gently place the other bits on the counter, take the milk from him and smack him in the arm, fist balled. He yelps ‘What the fuck was that for?’ He’s rubbing a deadened arm.

‘That was for scaring the shit out of me you big goon! What the hell are you doing up, it’s not mid day yet dear!’ Sarcasm is dripping from the last word.

‘Goon?’ He looks hurt. Like hell!

‘Yeah goon! Or I can go with ‘flasher’ if you want?’ I smirk at him.

He grins, damn I think he’d like that, men!

‘I told Lucia that I could smell coffee, and figured you’d be down here. Look I’m sorry about earlier, I honestly forgot you guys were here. Hand on my heart darlin it won’t happen again.’ He eyes the food I’ve taken out, ‘Erm are you planning on cookin?’ I can see the drool from here.

‘Yeah, if you’re staying up, I’m doing a full English, with Jamieson touches. Interested?’

‘Hell yeah! Gonna take some coffee up to Lucia, tip her out of bed and be back down. I’ll even shout Steph and Matt.’ He grinned like a school boy, damn he’s cute. I really need to have a talk with him about Lucy and marriage. She’d kill me but it’d be worth it.

He grabs the coffee, fills up two mugs and heads for the door. He stops, turns back and heads straight for me a big ass grin on his face. I’m backed up to the damn fridge with no sign of escape! He leans over and gives me a smacking great kiss on the lips, shit! ‘What’s that for.’

‘That’s for me telling Davey boy you’ve seen me nekkid!’ He laughs as my face flames.

‘You shit! You would too.’

‘Hell yeah!’ he turns and once again heads for the door. A smug ass twitch to his walk, well bugger! Laughing his ass off, all the way up the stairs. I think I’m flying home NOW!

With my knickers firmly in a twist I call Hath, mainly to bitch about Richie, but to warn David.

It’s ringing, ‘Hey Ang what’s up?’

‘Hath darlin I’m dying here, can you talk?’

‘Yeah I’m just watching the boss jogging and handing him his towel/drink. What’s wrong?’ She sounded worried.

I launch into the whole damn fiasco, ending with Richie gloating and pissing me off. I’ve been throwing food onto/into pots, pans whatever, while I’ve bitched. Damn that man.

I realise all I can fucking hear is her laughing her ass off! Bitch! Bet it was when I told her about calling him a second grader, bugger!

‘Ah ….. Hath it’s not that funny!’ My lips twitch, damn it actually is, shit! I laugh louder.

In the background I can hear Jon asking what the hell’s set her off. I’m picturing tears running down her face here, that’s what it sounds like.

I hear her telling Jon, Jon starting to laugh, awww hell, he’s gone too. ‘Stop laughing you shits!’

‘You stop and we will.’ Hath cackles down the line

After a few minutes we’re calm enough to talk. ‘Honey you need to tell David, Richie’s crowing about it! Help!!!! Oh shite someone’s coming gotta go, just tell Davey about Flash!’ And I disconnect.

Steph walks in with a grin on her face, ‘Who are ya talkin too?’

‘Hath. I needed someone to bitch at about Richie, and she’s not here. Take that look off your face Missy!’ she started to laugh.

‘So did you see anything?’ I go bright red, I don’t normally blush crap! ‘Holy hell you did, didn’t you?’ She sits at the table and waits expectantly.

I can’t plead the 5th because I’m not American. Grrrrrr …….. I do what I told Zannyboy to do, I sucked it up. ‘Yes Steph I saw something, coffee?’

‘Oh fuck, stuff the coffee, what did you see, front or back?’ She’s like a damn pit bull!

‘How old are you?’

‘Don’t try to get out of it, spill sistah!’ She’s grinning like an idiot, but one I love, sheesh.

‘Yeah spill sistah!’ I nearly give myself whiplash as I realise Lucy’s stood in the door laughing.

‘There’s no way in hell I’m saying anything else, he’s your boyfriend!’ Damn her. ‘I’d sound like a right perv.’

‘Aw come on darlin, I’ve seen it and played with it. I’m fine with you telling Steph you got a full frontal of my man. And she checked him out!’ Smug cow!

‘Fuck he told you, aw hell I’m packing my bags and going home.’ Then it hits me, I’m certain you could hear the damn light bulb ping on. Why the hell I’m I embarrassed, I caught him, in the buff not the other way around. I groan just as he saunters in, blowing me a kiss. Bastard!

The devils on my shoulder, again. I pour another cup for him, saunter over, a twitch in my tail, Steph gives the, oh shit look to Lucy.

‘Here you go darlin.’ Hath’s already said I’m sounding like him. I brush his hand as I pass him the cup, and batter my lashes at him, and lick my lips. Turning from him, I roll my eyes at the girls.

‘Yeah Steph, I copped a load of the Sambora family jewels.’ I hear him choke behind me. ‘And Lucy I should apologise to you for saying he was built like a second grader.’ I glance over my shoulder and give him a smouldering glance, and run my eyes up and down his body, licking my lips again, he’s looking mighty nervous. Mind you I’m looking like I’m going to jump him any minute. I start to flip the bacon onto a plate, ‘I meant to say he’s hung.’ I turn and look him straight in the eye, ‘Like a kindergartener!’

Steph and Lucy burst into fits, and Richie stands there his mouth is moving, but there isn’t any sound coming out. Matt walks in, looks around and asks what’s going on. Steph will tell him later.

Smirking I start moving dishes to the table. ‘Well darlin.’ I say eyeing Richie, ‘You eating or just standing there making the place look cluttered?’

He looks at me, then at the food, grins and blows me another kiss, ‘Touché darlin.’ We all sit and eat, peace once again restored. Till Richie asks when he gets to see mine! Jackass!

Just then my cell started to ring, normally I don’t answer when it’s an unknown number, but being here I hit answer. Everyone here started to attack the food.

‘Ang darlin, it’s your David.’ Oh shite David, I’m gonna slaughter Hath! ‘So what’s this I hear about you two-timing me with Sambora?’ I groan and clap my hand to my forehead, the guys perk up, bugger! ‘Do I need to install you in my rooms so you’ll wander in on me naked? Hey, I’m naked now in fact, let me hit my video call and you can see ………..’

‘Fuck you moron! She’d murder you and you know it!’ Steph’s making hand signs and mouthing who is it?

‘Well how about after we go to the doctors you come back here and I’ll show ya what a real man should look like.’

‘Darlin I like mine whole not with bits missing.’ He starts to choke and I cut him off. Wait till I see the git later.

‘Who the hell was that?’ Asked Lucy, Richie seconded her question.

‘Another male in my life that needs taking down a peg or two.’ I grabbed my coffee and head for the porch. I need some air. Men!

Surprise!

A little later we heard a car pull up, then David, Hath, Sam and Jon came in. Hath had a glow about her, we’re off to the doctors, yup all us girls and David! Teek and Hugh were coming over in a while.

Walking passed David; I clenched my fist, doing to him what I did to Richie, and smacked him dead in the arm. ‘What the fuck woman?’ He grabs his deadened arm.

‘Payback for the call honey!’ And I carry on walking up the stairs, Hath laughs.

‘You shouldn’t have phoned her. It’s your own fault.’ He mutters something about the adoration going off now. Poor sweetie.

David got roped into driving the van so we girls could sit and talk. We got to the doctors and piled out, linking arms till Hath went back for David, and he looks a little pale.

The look on the receptionist face was a picture, one man and five women.

Everything went swimmingly and Hath and David went in, us girls oohed and aahhed over baby magazines, and the other pregnant mommies in the waiting room. They looked at us slightly sideways when Steph, Lucy and myself said we weren’t pregnant just the cheerleading team. But Sam was pregnant, but it wasn’t her doctors. Talk about messing with peoples minds.

Time moved slowly, then the door opened and there stood a pale looking Hath, and a stupid ass looking David. I got up and went to her, ‘What’s wrong.’ Had the found out something was wrong, why the hell did curly look stupid?

She looked at me with saucers for eyes, ‘Th-th-there’s two.’ She whispered.

‘What!’ it slipped out, loudly. Holy hell I grabbed her and swung her about, gently! Turning to the others who’d got up, ‘Aunties, there’s two little LJ’s in there!’ I grinned at her putting my hand on her abdomen. Man twins, wonderful!

After all the congratulations we headed back to Lucy’s and the boys. You should have seen the guys faces when Hath told them. Yeah, I had my camera out.

David and Hath went off for a walk, bless them shell shocked isn’t the word.

I went upstairs and did some work on the pics from last night. Looking at some of them I lmao! Pornographic came to mind.

Evenings Entertainment!

The afternoon was a quiet and happy affair, lots of laughing. I decided to get my case down with the presents in. I jumped up from where I’d been sitting on the floor, stroking Gypsy and talking with Tico and Hugh, and everyone else who happened in on the conversation. Richie kept walking passed the door making out he’d got a flasher mac on and ‘flashing’ me! Men!

‘Where you goin darlin?’ he asked as I went passed.

‘I thought you guys might want the presents I’ve brought for you.’ Smirking at him.

His eyes grew round, ‘Crap I’d forgotten them, need any help bringing your bag down.’ Now seeing as no one had hefted that bag, except me, I knew how much it weighed; I smiled inwardly and nodded, and he bounded up the stairs ahead of me. Steph came out of the kitchen and I nodded at her to follow, a big ass grin on my face. I heard her call to some of the others that something was up.

Following him I went into my room, ‘Which case?’ I moved in front of him so he didn’t see the folks sneaking up to the door behind him.

‘That one there; you sure you can manage it? It is heavy and at your age I wouldn’t want you to hurt anything.’ He flipped me off, by now Hath, David, Jon, and actually most of the others had appeared.

He flexed his muscles at me, and sucked in his gut. He grasped the case and yanked with all his might. The bag flew up into the air; Richie gaped, went with the bag and ended up sprawled over my bed. I stood with an innocent look on my face. Everyone in the door collapsed into laughter; damn I don’t think I’ve laughed this much in years! Richie’s head whipped towards the door, then back to me. ‘You bitch! You did that on purpose.’ He made a growling sound and not being slow, I bolted. I was off and out the door before he could move. I hurtled down the stairs, jumped the last four and hit the ground running; I could hear him coming after me; laughter following him.

‘Rich you be careful, you might pull something.’ Came David’s chortling advice, as Richie finally hit the bottom of the stairs, a herd of elephants following close behind him.

I’d lined him up perfectly and stood waiting. He spotted me and charged towards me growling, what a teddy bear! Like he’d scare me! He reached out towards me, mistake, I took his hand, twisted, threw my shoulder in it, and his forward momentum had him flying through the air and landing flat on his back on the big sofa Lucy has; the air whooshed from his lungs.

Everyone crowded into the room, Lucy running up to Richie, ‘Honey, are you ok?’ Concern vied with laughter. ‘Jesus Ang you could have hurt him.’

‘No I couldn’t, it was a controlled throw, and I’d already gauged it that the sofa would cushion his or David’s fall.’ I smirked at David. Hath, Steph and Sam were hanging on each other laughing.

‘Him or me?!!’ David asked affronted. ‘You where going to throw me too? Some fan you are!’

‘Sweetie it depended on who pissed me off quicker, Richie won. Be grateful.’ I pecked his cheek and sashayed back up stairs to retrieve the offending bag.

By the time I’d got back downstairs Richie had recovered, looking slightly abashed he walked over and took the bag from me, ‘You realise that could mean war?’ He grinned at me.

‘Nah it won’t, you value your love life too damn much!’ I pecked his cheek too.

He threw back his head and laughed, ‘Damn straight! Plus Lucia would give me hell if I made you go home and never talk to us again! Now what did you bring me?’ Talk about childish!

Laughing they all crowded into the lounge. The girls were first. They all got a handmade low cut cashmere jumpers, all in their fav colours, made by yours truly. Then the gag gifts, t-shirts! Hath’s read ‘Jokers woman’ then an arrow to where baby was snuggled which read ‘LJ baking’. Sam’s was nearly the same but with ‘Jonny’s Girl’ and ‘LK baking. Lucy’s had ‘Richie’s Harem Leader’ and on the back ‘No others need apply position FILLED!’ in lower case, you had to get close to see it. Steph’s had ‘HRH the Queen’ on the back ‘Piss me off and your head will roll’.

For the boys: - Matt’s t read ‘Queenie’s KISA!’ For Tico I’d got some extra special cigars I knew he smoked. Hugh, some good Scottish whiskey, I got a kiss for that!! Jon, well damn I’d brought him some more whiskey, I’d been thanked for the parcel I’d sent him last week. But of course he needed a t-shirt too, baby blue of course, ‘Juliet’s Romeo’. In reference to the nicks they’d been given on the board.

I’d made Richie and David wait till last, the others laughed at them. I put Richie out of his misery first. I’d brought him some silver dangles that made up HAREM for his hair, smallish ones but they’d show up.

David was pouting so I threw a package at him and he ripped into it with glee. It was of course a t-shirt, but on it I’d had a friend of mine copy his Joker tat to the letter and copy it onto the T, but enlarge it so it covered the front. On the back I’d given them Hath’s Triple-G design and that’s what was on there. Then I pulled out more parcels and gave them too him, ‘These are from Hath and myself. Wear them!’ Hath knew I’d got him some shirts, but not how many, and knowing I’d look like a total stalker I’d said they were from both of us. The look I gave Hath made her swallow the smart ass remark she’d been going to make.

He pulled out shirts with intricate designs on them, all different colours. Not one gaudy, stomach churning one in there. Think there was about ten, plus the two I’d left at the arena. ‘Talk about favourites!’ Richie huffed.

‘Yep live with it Zannykins.’ David yanked me up and planted a smacker on me. I wish he’d give warning when doing that!

‘Thanks darlin they’re wonderful. You and Hath have great taste.’ I’m not correcting him. If Hath wants to it’s up to her, but not in front of this lot. Besides he needed help lots of it!

‘So, where’s the chocolate then?’ Jon, looking like a kid who didn’t get what they wanted for Christmas.

‘Well hell man!’ I reached in and pulled out two boxes of Jack chocs. Talk about ingrate.

Richie’s face fell, ‘Is that all you brought?’ Lucy slammed her elbow into his ribs. ‘What? That won’t last the week!’ She rolled her eyes.

‘Try the other suitcase.’

‘Seriously?’ His face lit up like a Christmas tree.

‘Yeah, go fetch boy.’ He growled and woofed, much to Gypsy’s bemusement, and was out the room like a shot. You could hear the ‘Hell yeah’ from down here.

After he’d brought the other boxes of Jack and assorted goodies, we sat down to dinner. Lucy’s killer lasagne, yumtastic! And after we get back from bowling, we get Steph’s homemade tiramisu, god I’ve died and gone to heaven!

We girls got up to go and change, the boys made some smart ass comments and I stuck my tongue out at them. Then I realised Hath and Jon looking at one another! Never good.

Jon threw Richie a t-shirt at him. I had a sense of foreboding!

Richie laughed, looking at me 'Ang ratted on me, did she?' I sank deeper into the sofa, bitch I'm gonna kill her!!!!!

Hath made a crack at Lucy that if what I said was true it was a wonder she could walk! Fuck I'd gotten over it, now I was dying again. Last time I tell that cow anything!

With me crawling out of there, we went to change.

Holy Shite was the word when I saw what Hath was wearing. She’d gone on about it, but I never thought she’d bring it. Damn she looked hot in that poodle skirt. I made her undo an extra button.

I got out my bowling gear. Thick black tights (pantyhose); mid thigh skimming black pleated skirt. A black tight t-shirt, with a skull and cross bones motif on it. I love this top it was low cut with a built in bra; and to top it off my biker boots and gscoat.

I noticed Steph’s bowling shirt had ‘SQ’ on it, I asked and she told me it stood for ‘Strike Queen!’ Woohooo boys asses are gonna be in a sling tonight!

My GOD you should have seen the bowling shirt David had on! Electric blue with lime green piping, gag! It hurt to look at him. As he and Hath walked passed me he grabbed me, pulling me in close to his other side, ‘Let’s go.’ I could get to like this lmao!

We headed out not far from Lucy’s to a private room. Hey the guys are famous, lol.

Time we’d been arguing about who bowled with who, Steph had us up and ready to bowl. The girls v boys was still on, but we were in mixed teams.

We’d agreed to try and distract the guys, hence our attire. Mind you swap my skirt for jeans and that’s what I play in.

After we started bowling I headed over to the jukebox I’d noticed it straight away, I’d said to the girls earlier, I’d see if they Jovi tunes to try and throw them off, and if they’d got OWN, ask Jon to cha, cha for us. Well hell they’d got it. So I set up the musical entertainment and went back over to the group.

OWN came on and you should have seen their faces, what a picture! Looking at Jon I said to him ‘Wanna give us a little cha, cha, cha?’ I gave a lil cha, cha wiggle, he flipped my off!!!!! Hath and Steph high fived me. David muttered something about nice song. We laughed.

Talk about playing the boys. Damn Hath pirouetted, and nearly showed us tomorrows washing. Richie dropped his ball with shock. Hath said to him it was no way to treat his balls. Poor guy! Jon shouted her to ‘buff his ball’. That had her reaching for his belt! Damn I could hardly catch me breath at her antics.

I wiggled for all I was worth when walking up to bowl, bending lower than I should when I let it fly. Hey you can’t see through the tights!!!

By the fifth frame the boys twigged what we were up too, and tried for payback. As I got up to throw David walked passed me, brushing my back with his front, a hand strayed across my ass, no one saw that bit! I nearly missed, but he hadn’t put me off that much!

Hugh bet Steph $50 she didn’t get a strike; the other guys took the bet, shmucks. She’s now treating us to drinks lol, courtesy of the guys!

BTW we beat them 2-0! Yeah us!!!!!!