Time for the Jaunt to End!

~Ang

Wow, time’s certainly flown.

Jon and Sam are now married and will have a honeymoon later, as he's got more shows lined up. She may be too far advanced in June when they come over to Europe for her to come with him, bugger!

I’ve had the best damn time of my life! I hope these friendships continue for years to come.

Told David I’m never speaking to him again!! He wouldn’t cough up Chad’s phone number, insert eye roll lmao. Hell, all the damn Jovi boys are roped and branded, I think it was only fair.

I’ve been up early and have done out a wedding album for the newly weds. I’ve also done discs for everyone, including a few for Tico, Hugh, Nathan and Cori. I asked Jon’s permission to give everyone my fav wedding pics of him and Sam, he said go for it; we after all are family! Damn I rate as Jovi family, I’m honoured! I’m leaving everything with Lucy and Richie to hand out to Jon and Sam and the others, I’ll be long gone.

I flew back to Lucy’s to pick up all my gear, and then head out.

We left the others in DC!

Talk about tears! The guys have had no idea what to do with us four. I’ve sobbed into David’s curls and Richie’s dangles.

I’ve had the ‘be careful while your travelling’ speech from each guy! Even Matt! I’m going to miss this lot.

Mind you the up side is hopefully in June I’ll get to see some of them again. Told the girls, no hotel required my homes big enough for all of them, and some!

And of course when Hath and David marry yours truly will be there, camera in one hand, hankie in the other lol.

When both babies are born, I’m going to horn in there too lol.

And if I’m reeeeeeally lucky when Matt and Steph get married we’ll be there too!

And if Ricie finally pulls his finger out, Lucy's and his wedding???? Hey I'm very hopeful.

For me, well I’m flying out today for the Grand Canyon, then wherever the hell my feet take me! Hath and Steph have both said if I’m near them and don’t call in the sharpies will get me! Eeeeeek! Lol. As if I’d dare.

Then I’ll go home and figure out what the hell I really want to do. But doing all the pics for the wedding and earlier has reminded me what my passion has always been.

I see the love in the photo I took of Hath and David at the wedding; I captured that for all eternity! Me. Well hell. I think I may keep the bar on, hell pop would haunt me. But I’m going to spend more time doing what I’ve always loved.

Quick someone slap me! All mushy and sentimental!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘Hey darlin, you ready?’ Richie walks up and gives me a hug.

‘Yeah I think I am.’ The suitcases have already been loaded; I’ve been checking I’ve not left anything. I look about the room that’s been my home away from home for over a week, I’m starting to mist up, shite!

‘Aw don’t start crying, Lucy’s blubbed already today, and I can’t handle two of you crying!’ He wraps his arms about me and hugs me till I can’t breathe any more.

If someone told me several months ago I’d be held like this by him, I’d have laughed myself silly. Then tell them I’d be feeling him up! He may have been up there on the lust after scale I’ve had, but like David, they’re all seem like older brothers. And who the hell would lust after those! I've got some more people I can call 'family' now, it's nice.

I’ll still ping David’s curls when I see him, and sigh at him. But he’s now just David! They’re all just whoever, to me now.

We head downstairs and Gypsy comes running up, I pick her up and tell her to look after her mommy and daddy for me.

I see Lucy, and we laugh, we both look red eyed and snuffley. Damn we’ve never laughed so hard over the last week, now we’ve never cried so much either.

Getting into the baby, Richie’s driving. Lucy and I are sat in the back holding hands and talking about the wedding, weather, and the boys’ tour, whatever to keep us from crying like two year olds.

We get to the airport; find a space and Richie grabs a trolley. We head to the terminal and I get my bags checked in. The girls behind the desk are all flustered when they realise the man with me is who they think he is.

Twenty minutes later my flights called.

I grab hold of Richie like I don’t want to let go. He gives me a lecture again, well naturedly, I flip him the bird. Then it’s just Lucy and me.

‘Take care Angel, I’ll see you in June. Then we’ll rock London and the surrounding area.’ I laugh.

‘Yeah it won’t know what’s hit it! Take care of your man, and most of all take care of you!’ We get each other in a death grip and hug till we’re sure a rib of three cracks.

Damn this is just how it was when we left Hath, Steph and the boys in DC.

‘Enough woman, time I went.’ I plaster a smile on my face, kiss her again and pick up my babies. Turning I kiss Richie too, ‘I love you both. I’ll ring when I land and email you the pics; see you on the boards.’ I wink at them both and with a false cheery wave I head out.

When the plane takes off and levels I go to the toilet, lock myself in and cry my ass off for five minutes. Then splash water on my face, glare at myself in the mirror and call myself a woose!

Then I tell myself the adventure is about to start all over again!

Wedding Day Arrives!

~Ang

Wow talk about bouncing about the room. It’s Friday and Sam and Jon are getting married!!!

I’ve got everything set out and ready for later.

I’m waiting on the call from Lucy to say Hath, Sam, Cori and her are ready to go dress shopping. Lucy and Hath have gone to fetch Cori and Sam’s brother Nathan from the airport first.

I’m fidgety and decide to hunt someone down. Unfortunately I spot Richie lol. ‘Mornin darlin.’ Damn I must stop saying that! ‘God something must be up you getting you ass out of bed this early.’ I laugh and he shoots me the finger.

‘What ya doin Angel?’

‘Looking for someone to talk to, I’m on edge and need grounding.’

‘Well how about a coffee and talk with me?’ He grins. Hmmm wonder if I can subtly ask when he’s going to pop the question to Lucy, devil’s on my shoulder!

'Yeah and you can tell me when you're going to propose to that wonderful woman you've caught hold of.' His face pales and then flushes, interesting! We start to talk ......

We sit and visit for a while; we know that Sam’s agreed to marry Jon now we’re just in limbo.

I leave Richie, I’ve taken a few shots of him and the other guys as they wander in and out of Richie’s suite, the doors open lol.

I decide to go and walk the hotel, till they ring me, lovely place, and nice people.

I walk into the lobby again and there’s Queenie, I whip out the camera and snag a few shots, she turns and sees me, she flips me off. Giggling we talk for a while then her phone goes, its Lucy, she tells her she’s in the lobby, and before she can say so am I Luce rings off. My phone goes a second later, I tell her I’m in the lobby stood next to Steph.

When they get downstairs, I’ve my camera waiting; I snap them as they walk out of the elevator. Sam is wearing the biggest, brightest grin I’ve seen on her. Hath introduces me to Cori, and we head out dress shopping.

We’ve headed to a posh bridal shop, and all of us dive into the gowns, till Sam says ‘Hey ya’ll, who’s gonna be wearing this dress.’ We blush and back off, but my cameras still clicking.

She tried on several, but they hugged her preggie belly. When next she came out we all sighed and awed. It was gorgeous, damn gonna need more memory!

A wide band of white satin rested on her upper arms, her shoulders bare. The bodice moulded her upper body, then fell loosely from below her breasts in an empire waistline. There was a line of big embroidered white roses and vines going diagonally from left to right and down the short train. It suited her to a T! Picture perfect came to mind.

The dress was boxed and we headed out, Hath told us Jon was paying for a day of pampering, whether he knew it or not! But first, LUNCH, then off for pampering.

We were buffed and puffed within an inch of our lives. The girl doing Sam's hair worked wonders on her. It was fanfreakintastic!

We all must have sparkled when we left. We got back to the hotel and realised it was 5pm!! Holy hell. We nearly fall into Sam's suite. Nathans there and I get a quick intro, seems ok.

I quickly dived into mine as I need to take pics of Sam getting into her dress. I’m wearing a deep purple scooped neck dress. When I lean forward it looks like I’m going to flash, but there’s an under bit too it. It tapers in at the waist, then flares out again and falls to just above me knee. I apply my makeup, very lightly, smoky eyes, and pink lips. Not OTT, simple.

Grabbing my CFM’s, I’ll put them on later! I take out my camera and head back into Sam's bedroom and start shooting video and stills. The girls nearly killing me as I snap them before they dress.

Sam looks beautiful! We teared up but quickly grabbed hold of our emotions. Waterproof mascara, yeah right!

We headed off to the memorial, I told Sam I needed her to wait in her car while I got ready, so I could take some pics with her and Nathan, getting out the car. Damn she looked wonderful. Hmmm me thinks I've said that a few times.

I got Jon's smile as he saw his bride to be. It was awesome. I switched to recording it, and caught Richie's haunting version of the wedding march. It gave me goosebumps.

I took up a stance near to the bride and groom, so I captured every word, look and touch that passed between them! Damn Richie looked good with the guitar slung over his back, unusual, but damn it's Jovi!

The vows they said were spoken with so much passion and sincerity I had to hold back the tears.

When it came time for Richie to give the rings over, he started to pat his pockets like he'd lost them! You should see the picture of Jons face, 'You're sooooo not funny.' It was, very.

When they were introduce as husband and wife I got in line for the hugs and kisses, then I started the round of wedding pics. Someone mentioned I'd make a good drill sergeant, lol. Hey I've learnt if you give the wedding party rope, they'll walk off and you'll never get the pics you need. So Sergeant Jamieson ma'am!

I’ve got tonnes of pictures.

When Jon and Sam went off in the limo, we all piled into the SUV’s and took off for the hotel for the reception.

Hath had screens used to show off the space we were using, batting and fairy lights strung over the top of the screens. I’m in video mode again. Long tables adorned with fine bone china, crystal and silverware. I really need to be careful I don’t drop anything lol.

It was breath taking and I told her so several times!

There were the drawings Marcelli had done, on easels showing various ways Jon and Sam could have their garden landscaped. It was our present to them.

Hath’s berry went off ‘They’re on the way in.’ I positioned myself by the door, dvd cam in one hand normal digital cam in other, I started the dvd recording.

The doors opened and David announced, ‘And here, for the first time anywhere, Mr & Mrs John Francis Bongiovi.’ Everyone laughed and clapped, cept yours truly, difficult when hands are full.

I did put them down for a second when they got to me for more hugs and kisses. Then Sam spotted the easels. Hath told them what they were for, Sam’s face lit up and grabbed Cori to take a closer look at them.

Jon talked to Hath, and finally released her from her ‘Jeeves’ duties lmao.

I’ve got the toasts on film, damn, I nearly ruined my make up with the heartfelt toast Richie gave. Then the first dance, awwww, yep went all mushy.

Everyone joined in the next dance; I even had to relinquish my dvd recorder to a waiter so I could dance too. Tico and Hugh had me howling as they argued over which one got to dance with me first. Tico won out and swung me around. But half way through, Hughie took over, talk about being split down the middle lol.

The food came out, damn it was tasty! It didn’t last very long. Locusts had nothing on us lot!

I’ve got some great pics of that darn Razorback-bride Hath had made.

We had a great time, then Jon and Sam headed out to begin their honeymoon!

We hung out talking and laughing. I told the girls that I wasn’t heading home after the wedding, but flying out to the Grand Canyon, and then wherever took my fancy. They were shocked but they’ve figured I can take care of myself lmao.

We danced a little more, some wise ass, looking shifty here, had a little Jovi thrown in, slow ones I hasten to add! I even got twirled by David, Richie, Matt and even Nathan before the night was out.

Now (yawn) time to hit the hay!

Thursday, A Trip in Jovi Air!

~Ang

Well today’s the day we are going to DC in, hyperventilating here, Jovi Air baby!!!!! God I feel like a kid in the candy store. We’ve all seen the pics of the plane, well hell I’m gonna be in it. The video camera’s ready and raring to go, again.

We’ve got to be at the airport by 9.30. I’m not sure about the protocol of flying on a private jet, do I need my passport? Do we do security? I really need to ask Rich about that. Hey notice that, I refer/call him Rich when I’m not thinking about who they are.

David is either Davy or fart face after last nights melodious entertainment!

Tico of course is Teek; and Hugh, is Hughie lol.

Only one I don’t changed, well to his face, is Jon. Just can’t bring myself to do it.

Well my bags are packed, well the one’s I need with me any way. I’m leaving most of my gear at Lucy’s. I told them all yesterday that I’d ‘go’ with them to DC, but would fly back with Lucy to pick all my gear up. My laptop and babies are of course present.

Hath’s made sure that a top of the range printer and brand new cartridges, will be waiting for me on Friday so I can print what I need from the wedding on the premises.

It’s three am and I can’t sleep! I’m like a kid waiting for Santa. Aw hell, I get up slap on my slippers and head for the kitchen. I make my self a hot choc and looking out the window I realise it’s snowing again. After a minutes hesitation I don my coat, hat and gloves and quietly open the back door and head out onto the porch. My, it’s pretty.

I’ve been there for tenish minutes when the door jerks open and I nearly scream.

‘Ang what the hell are you doin out here?’

‘Sweet Jesus Matt you nearly gave me a heart attack!’ I clutch my chest; sigh, and head towards the door. ‘I was having a drink and didn’t want to wake anyone. Then I realised it was snowing so I went outside.’ Reaching into my pocket I pulled out my permanently attached camera. ‘Did I wake you? Steph’ll kill me.’ I say shucking my outer gear.

‘Nah, I went to the jon and realised your door was open and you weren’t there. I followed the lights. You’ve taken some pics out there?’ I pass him the camera and show him what I’d done. ‘Wow the girls are right you are talented.’ I blush, and then he laughs at me. ‘Damn you girls love your boys don’t cha? You’ve all got those jovi pj’s.’ He shakes his head laughing.

We talk for about half an hour, about how we’ve loved this time, and getting to know everyone. And how bloody surreal it’s been. We walk back upstairs arm in arm, I peck him on the cheek and tell him I’ll see him in an hour or so, and we both head for our beds.

I’ve heard everyone starting to move about, I’ve not slept since talking to Matt. Frak me I’m excited!!! I dive across the hall and into the shower and I’ve just drying my hair when Lucy sticks her head in, ‘Oh you’re awake. I thought you’d overslept.’ She laughs, by now she knows me better.

Wandering into the kitchen five mins later I inhale coffee and scrambled eggs on toast then head upstairs to recheck everything.

By 9.25 we’re at the airport. Whooshed through private security, I could get used to that, and then out onto the tarmac and across to Jovi air. My camera’s in one hand the dvd cam in the other, snapping and recording as I go. Richie finds if hilarious, and I can’t flip him off so I stick my tongue out instead.

Then I’m in the doors, holy hell, a Jovi fans Mecca. Hath spots me and gives me the ‘holy shit’ look, I grin back at her. We’re met with hugs and kisses and grab seats. Surprise I’ve been allocated, told, I’m sitting with Hath and David, insert the eye rolls.

After we level out Hath and I grin at each other, I grab my lap and head for the media centre.

‘What are you girls doing?’ Richie pipes up.

‘I’m gonna show you the pictures from this week. I’m your in-flight entertainment, darlin.’ What I’m not telling is that their not seeing all the pictures.

Hath hip checks me, ‘Jack is going to be calling you a bloody yank.’ She says with a British accent, I lmao!

We take out seats and start the show. Both Hath and I watch for David’s reaction when we get to the pool hall shots. There in glowing colour is Hath and I, when I helped her with the cue. You could see David swallow, hard!

After the show I gave them the photos I’d worked on yesterday. There were two for each couple, one of all us girls going our Friday night, then another shot from the same night, of the boys other halves. Sam and Hath’s were the one’s I’d taken of them playing pool. Jon and David’s Adams apple worked overtime. Hey they got preg puppies there! Lucy, was leaning over talking to Sam, who I’d cut out, and I looked like she was vamping the camera. Steph’s one was taken of her unaware sitting on the bar stool, skirt hitched higher and her leaning forward watching Sam shoot pool, puppies straining at the leash.

Then I pulled out another and passed it to David, ‘Bloody favourites again Angel.’ I grinned at Richie and blew him a kiss. The shot was of Hath and I, and that pool table.

‘Your two fav fans together.’ I told him. He grinned like a man possessed.

I explained that they’d all get a disc with pictures on, after we finished our jaunt. ‘You would have got them today, but then we got the extra day, so I’ll wait till we’ve finished then get you each a disc.’ To the others it meant ‘when I’ve got the wedding shots done’.

We get to the hotel; damn I could live like this all the time. Unload our gear into our rooms then all head for Sam’s. The boys have already gone for the sound check. Sam drops the bomb that she doesn’t want to go to the show. I hear a lil trouble in paradise?

She wants to stay in because she’s tired, then the truth comes out. She doesn’t want to watch Jon shakin his ass then slapping some girls butt, we knew she was unhappy.

Lucy’s first to say she’ll stay with Sam quickly followed by the rest of us girls.

Matt was sent off to the show to drop the news on the boys. That should be interesting!

We end up doing pizza’s and films till Sam crashes, and we all head to our rooms.

Roll on tomorrow. And I’m praying she agrees to go ahead with this wedding!

Where's the week going?

~Ang

Well hell it’s Wednesday! Six days since I landed in freezing Chicago. The days have been filled to over flowing. A whirlwind of activity, but today is a down day for all of us.

Hath and David, Sam and Jon, are at the hotel, leaving Lucy and Richie, Steph and Matt, and of course me, here at Lucy’s.

It’s 8.30. I’ve been awake and about for hours. Damn I wanted a lie in this morning. **sigh** I should have known.

I grabbed my cell and head into the living room with Gypsy close on my heels. Time to do an E.T, and phone home lol.

With Steph’s coffee in the biggest mug I can find, and that’s big, I sit with the woof on my lap and hit speed dial to the bar.

‘Jamieson’s how can we help?’ I laughed into the phone, Jack sounds soooo professional.

‘Hey Jacky boy, missing me?’

‘Holy shit you’re still alive then? Since we haven’t heard a peep we all thought whoever you met and killed you and dumped your corpse somewhere!’ Have I said, this guys got one hell of a weird sense of what’s normal.

‘Nope darlin.’

‘Darlin, shit Ang, you even sound like a bloody yank!’ He laughs.

‘That’s because I’ve been living with my friends 24/7, and it rubs off. No, they haven’t killed me, yet! This is the first day I’ve had nothing to do! So I thought I’d pester my staff!’ I laugh, he hates being told he’s staff, he thinks he’s the owner, see there’s an eye roll.

‘Bitch! But I’m glad you’re having fun. When you coming home? You never did tell us.’ Yeah it peed him off a little.

‘Well fluff.’ He’s got a bit off fluff just like Tico’s, but less of it, lol. So I pick on it. ‘I’ve actually got an open ended ticket in my possession for the next month.’ I wait for the shout, I’m not disappointed.

‘A fuckin MOTNH! You have to be yankin my chain!!!!??? What the hell you playing at Angel?’ Wooo he’s pissed!

‘Untwist your knickers and calm down.’ I can hear Margaret, the under manager asking him questions.

‘How can I calm down, we only thought you’d gone for two weeks at the most. Now you drop this shit on me!’ He’s hyperventilating.

I tell him I want a bit of a break from the bar, and he’s in charge till I get home. He’s always told me he can cope; now he can!

I hear signs of life, and sign off telling Jack I’ll ring him at the weekend. He’s happy, till I tell him he can’t make drastic changes without my consent. I sign of, close my phone and look at Gypsy, ‘What the hell am I doing?’

Steph wanders in a few minutes later; we chat. Lucy wanders in and after a while I ask who's turn it is to make brekkie? We decide to go out for breakfast. We can't wake the guys so sod them, and off we go!

After we get back from breakfast I closet myself in the room Lucy has her comp and printer in. I settle down and start to properly work on the photo albums I’ve been doing off and on over the last few days, when I’ve had a chance!

I chuckle looking at the pics of Friday night. Damn we looked good. I tweak some pics of each of the girls. I’ve got some wonderful head and body shots of them. I pick one of each and after messing with Lucy’s printer, I print out one copy of each. I’m going to give them to the girl’s respective partners later. Even though I toot my own trumpet, there damn good! Hmmm wonder if I can find some pic frames?

I’ve been that engrossed I jump when Richie bangs on the door and sticks his head in. ‘Darlin, we thought you’d died in here, lunch is ready and you’re nowhere in sight. Had to be a first.’ He walks in, seeing the print outs, but I’m faster, grabbing them and putting them into a large envelope. Flicking a switch I turn off my lap so he can’t see. ‘Spoil sport. Come on show Richie what you’ve been doing.’

I laugh, ‘Aw baby you’re referring to yourself in the third person, this rock and roll lifestyle is just not helping you.’ I laugh at him again; pushing passed him I head for my room, locking the pics and the lap in my suitcase. I set the locks; nope don’t trust them at all! I head downstairs, time to chow down!

A while later I’m back ensconced at my putter. I’ve broke the pics down into files. There’s Hath, Sam, Lucy, Steph, Groups, Duo’s, Threesomes and moi!

Now for those prints. I’d asked Lucy after lunch where the nearest place was that sold photo frames. I thanked her and went to get my jacket, lost in thought of how I was going to do this, knowing I needed to get some more top of the range photographic paper; what sort of frames I wanted for the photos etc, etc, etc. When my heads in my work I don’t really listen or take in anything. So I hadn’t heard Lucy ask me if I wanted her to take me, and she was now frowning along with Steph, Matt and Richie.

Grabbing my jacket and purse I headed back down, and ran into a human wall, all with identical frowns, ‘What?’ I had no idea what was wrong.

Steph piped up, ‘Where do you think you’re going?’

‘Erm to that shop Lucy just told me about, what?’

Matt was next, ‘And how are you gonna get there? Hmmm!’ My, my, my, the boy had finally given in and was throwing some testosterone about. Perfect glare, woo doggie!

‘Walk?’

Batter up, Richie came out next, trying to menace me, all 6ft 1” of him lmao. I’ve thrown this guy!!!!! ‘Are you out of your ever loving mind woman? It’s over half an hours drive to that store! It’s been snowing and its freezing again. You are not walking!’ Frig me I could see the veins in his neck throbbing, I better not laugh at him. Awwwwwww. ‘Lucia offered you her car, or one of us men can take you.’ I changed the laugh into a cough pdq. ‘You will not wander this town on your own, do I make myself clear?’

I’m trying to look trite and meek, damn that’s hard, ‘Yes Richie.’ I’m dying here. I hang my head so he can’t see my eyes. They’d give the game away.

Lucy chokes on a smothered snicker, Richie shoots her a glare.

‘Lucy.’ I try to take the laughter out of my voice, ‘I’m sorry I didn’t hear what you said, if you would lend me your old car, and give me directions I’d be very grateful.’ Oh shite that was sooooo hard. Hath would be proud of me!

Richie jumped in again, ‘And just how the hell you gonna cope without GPS? Nope, enough, Lucia I’m taking Angel and borrowing the Lexus, we won’t be long.’

That’s it! ‘Now listen the fuck up Sambora!’ I’m toe to toe with him, and come to his nose, Irish eyes aflame; hey red head here means I’ve got a friggin temper, and Irish means it gets doubled! I jab him in the chest and his jaw goes slack. ‘I’m extremely capable of finding the bloody store with directions! I do not need or ever will need a man to protect me. I don’t have GPS at home so why do I need it now? I’m not a male; if I get lost I’ll ask someone! But I won’t need to, because your lady love does damn good directions! So put your scent gland back in your pants and back the hell away from me, now!’ Well hell he fell back at least two steps.

I look at Lucy, who hands the keys over and gives me quick and concise directions, and I get the hell out of dodge before he comes around and realises I’ve nicked off.

Now, hands up, who remembers me saying when my temper goes off it goes with a bang; then I’m calm again and wonder wtf’s wrong with everyone else. If you did, good on you, if not, it does lmao.

Well let’s just say I totally forget my toe to toe with Rich when I get to the store and start trying to find the stuff I need. Times hurling by and I’ve no idea, this is why I live alone, someone else living with me would kill me! I can’t find the frames I want and the darling young guy, Gary, yup flirt mode; pointed me towards another store, and headed out. Do I think of ringing anyone, hell no!

I’m in heaven at the next place; don’t ask the name because I’ve no idea! But I’m having a blast; I’ve found the frames, silver art deco with mother of pearl inlay. They cost a bomb but the guys and gals are worth it! Peter the shop assistant is falling over himself to help me, wonder why lmao. My phone starts going playing Mr Bluesman, Lucy’s tone.

‘Hey Luce what’s up?’ I flash Peter a killer smile, he jabbers, bless.

‘Hey darlin.’

‘Hey Zanny, you threw me there.’ I laugh, he pauses. ‘You still there?’

‘Yeah, are you ok?’ He sounds unsure and I swear I hear Lucy in the background bitching at him to hand her cell over.

‘Yeah I’m fine; I had to drive to another store to find what I wanted. Rich, you sound funny, what’s the matter?’ I’m wondering what’s wrong with him, I’m drawing blanks here.

‘Well darlin, after that blow up, you not coming back; hell woman I, Ow damn it Lucia! We were a little concerned when you didn’t come back. Aw fuck it, I thought you’d gone out pissed and wrapped the freakin car round a pole somewhere. Shoot me, I care! And if you wanna slap me when you get back so be it. We were bloody worried Angel.’ He tapers off, I feel a complete heel.

‘Aw Richie, sweetie I never realise when times passing when I’m engrossed in my passion. Tell everyone there I’m fine and I’ll be back soon. Cross my heart and hope to meet Jovi! About that argument, didn’t Lucy tell you soon as I’d left I’d forgot about you being a MCP?’ For that I get a deep rich sinful chuckle.

‘Yeah but I didn’t believe her.’ I hear Lucy in the background saying ‘I told you so’ and Steph agreeing with her.

‘Darlin you shoulda ask Jon. he’d have put you right.’ I give a dirty chuckle and Peter looks at me lustfully. Men!

‘Angel, I’m sorry I went all MCP on you, hell Lucia will tell you what I’m like. She reminded me I should be grateful you weren’t armed.’ He laughs again. ‘I promise I’ll behave when you get back.’

I snort and say yeah right, and make kissy, kissy noises to him. We hang up and I’ve got a silly grin on my face. I smile sweetly at Peter and tell him to ring up my purchases I need to get home. He asks if it’s my husband, I say no, my dad, his face is a picture.

I head on out, everything wrapped so prevent prying eyes, and in Richie’s case, fingers, out.

I needed an hour or so to get things done to how I wanted them, and I’ve got no idea what we’re actually doing for the rest of the afternoon and evening.

Everyone turned up later, surprise!! lol. We ordered Chinese and sat sprawled all over Lucy's livingroom watching a James Bond flick.

It just got to the good part, it all went silent, and David let one rip! Hath was mortified, the boys laughed themselves silly. They said they'd been careful around us, but no more!

I've re nicked David, fart face lmao!

Damn, I'm really going to miss this lot. I've been sat rubbing feet most of the night. Started with Hath, then Sam they're preggers and friends tell me their feet used to kill them. Then the boys got in on it. Teek was the first, cheeky sod. Then the rest followed. Think I went around them all in the end.

A lil drink, food and great company wonderful.

Playing with Guns!

~Ang

Ok, now for some kick ass fun! Hath and I had talked about it on the boards, going shooting! Yeah we both had a bit of a gun fetish.

Well I got the call from Hath saying HRH had let her off the lead, wooohooooo!!!!!

I’ve found out about what guns would be available for us. They had a mess of S&W 22 calibre handguns, and a few Remington rifles if we were interested, and the guy said if one of us had an FFL (he had to tell me that was a Federal Firearms License), he’d let us use his own .50 cal. Hath had hers, so we were so going to use the .50! Hath’s bringing her own S&W nine mil. We were gonna have a hell of a time!

I grab some more coffee and ran for the shower, locking the damn door! Ever since his slip up, yeah eye rolling, Richie rattles the damn door knob when I’m in the freaking bathroom. I’ve flipped him once; twice can be on the cards, with not so soft landing!

I’m dried and fluffing my hair dry and I grin. I know exactly what I’m going to wear, cause I’d brought it just in case we could do this. I pulled out my dessert fatigue pants and a drab green tank. I also had a grey button down mans shirt, more room then women’s. I pulled on my faithful and comfortable biker boots. Then I scraped my hair back into a ponytail.

Slicking on some clear lip gloss I was ready to go.

I headed back downstairs, grabbed some more coffee and head into the living room. Ten minutes later I heard a car outside, then the key in the lock. Hath’s here!!!!!!

She walked in trailed by David, who took one look at me and cracked out laughing! I looked at Hath and grinned we were like non identical twins! ‘Well, aren’t we a pair?’ I hugged her good morning. Then I noticed the hickie. ‘Jesus Hath, I’ll get the garlic for you darlin!’ She flipped me off. Then bitched it was all David’s fault. Yeah like he’d fallen on her neck.

I hugged him, ‘What are you doing here? Richie isn’t up yet.’

‘I’m going with you guys.’ He smiled. Aw fuck!

‘Going where?’ Lucy asked coming out of the kitchen. Seeing Hath and myself she cracked out laughing, ‘Oh, gonna go play Rambette. Nice bite Hath.’ She laughed again.

Hath stuck her tongue out at her, asking if she wanted to come with us. She said no, as Richie was still in bed.

‘C’mon, let’s get going!’

David played chauffer while we sat and talked all the way there.

He asked what we were talking about. We said him, at the same time, he laughed. He asked what about him. Hath made a GSA remark, and then went pale. ‘Oh no! Jon is going to give me shit about this.’ She flapped at her hickie.

‘Yep, he is.’ I told her, laughing. ‘Davey I think we might want to take the 9mm away from her before Jon lets loose on her.’ He laughed agreeing.

We arrived at the gun club, Hath still bitching at David, I’m still laughing.

We went in and Ryan, the club’s lackey that day, met us at the door. He took one look at me and Hath and burst out laughing. ‘Are you for real?’ he asked. Hath quietly opened her gun case (with manicured nails, no less) and showed him her gun. He shut up right quick – she has a serious piece of hardware in there. ‘Right this way,’ he said.

Ryan showed us how to work the target tracks and where the targets were. He brought me a nice .22 to use, but I was itching to get my hands on Hath’s gun. He left us a couple of rifles too, and said to come find him when we wanted to shoot the big gun. After making sure we had our safety eyes and ears, and after finding some for David, he left us to our own devices.

Hath showed me her baby; sliding the action open, slamming the clip in and closing the action in a fluid motion. She clearly knew her way around this gun. Her gun case had a holster in it, and she clipped it onto the back of my pants, and seated the gun in it.

‘How’s that feel?’ she asked me.

‘Ni-i-i-ice,’ I said.

David looked on, not knowing whether he was turned on by us talking about guns or run like hell because we’d got live ammo.

Hath loaded the clip of her nine mil, and sent a target sailing down the length of the place, had to be a good 50 yards. ‘Live range,’ she called out, and taking a shoulder-width stance, she stretched her neck, tilted her head just a little, sighted in, and let the whole clip rip, with about a second between trigger pulls. When the action opened, she ejected the clip, set everything down on the counter and called, ‘all clear,’ flipped her earmuffs up on the top of her head (which looked ridiculous) and brought back the target. Most of her shots were within the 8 ring.

‘Not bad,’ I said, and took the gun from her, loaded a fresh clip, and sent a new target down. Hath was refilling her spent clip, and David was just looking at us. ‘Why is she using your gun?’ he asked Hath. ‘Because it’s way more powerful than the little 22,’ she said. ‘Ang likes her toys powerful,’ she said winking.

I’m a squinter. I close one eye to aim, and let it go. I’m quicker on the trigger than Hath, and when the target comes flying back, I see I got most of mine in the nine. Smugly, I stuck my tongue out at Hath.

‘Let’s go, then,’ she said, and the match was on. We sent a pair of targets 100 yards down range, and opened the gates and got out the mats. David looked confused, but sorted it out when we got on the floor. We loaded our rifles (single shot, bolt action), cocked and locked, and Hath looked to me.

‘Ladies first,’ she said.

‘Right and what are you, then?”

‘I am a Goddess,’ she said, winking. I snort.

I took aim (no scope, thank you, that’s for cheaters) and gently squeezed the trigger. With a little pffft! A little bullet went zipping down the range. Hath and I traded shots until we were all out. Every time Hath went up on her elbow to ratchet the bolt-action, David got a little closer.

‘Hell man,’ she said finally. ‘You wanna try?’ He nodded. ‘Come here,’ she said. He lay prone next to her, and she was all business, re-loading the rifle, changing the target at the end of the range. David put the butt of the rifle up to his shoulder, Hath straddled his hips and adjusted his position, and he squeezed one off and missed entirely. ‘Don’t hold your breath,’ she said.

‘Get offa me then, darlin’,’ he said. ‘I can’t concentrate with you on me like that.’ Hath blushed and moved off him. His next shot was a good one. He let a few more go, then we compared our targets. Hath and I were pretty evenly matched, and David didn’t do too badly.

‘Let’s find Ryan,’ I said. We went back upstairs, and found him in the office, swearing at the computer.

‘Ryan, you still willing to let us handle Bertha?’ Asked Hath. He looked at her, surprised. She laughed. ‘I have one at home.’ He took the biggest fucking gun I’ve ever seen in person from the safe. Hath’s eyes went wide and the smile, jeez, you’d think it was Christmas. She took the gun in her arms. ‘What can we shoot?’ she asked. Ryan went to the freezer and took out a gallon of water.

‘Just one?’ she asked, batting her eyes at him. He laughed. ‘One each to start,’ he said, and handed us two more. Oh boy!

We went outside to the outdoor range, put the rifle in the range lockbox, turned on the ‘bodies on the range’ flasher light and siren, loaded the gallons in the golf cart and went out about 3000 yards. David looked at Hath. ‘Are you serious?’

‘Hell yeah,’ she answered.

We went back and Ryan was waiting. ‘Who’s first?’ he asked. I just smiled my zillion watt smile, and he handed me a bullet that was a good 5 inches long, and weighed half a pound at least. Ryan showed me how to load the round, sighted in for me, got me positioned on the bench with the rifle’s bipod on the table, and man, the kick on that thing was amazing. And the noise, even with the ear protection, was loud! I took field glasses (binocs to you) and looked. There were only two ice lumps left. Woohoo! Smoked it!

Hath was next. She told Ryan she could sight it herself, set the bipod on the table, loaded the chamber, slid the bolt home, and sighed. She was talking to herself as she sighted in. Sounded like ‘c’mon, baby’ over and over. She smiled, ‘gotcha’, pulled the trigger, and absorbed the recoil without so much as a twitch. I checked downrange. Two down.

David took his shot, and we were three for three. ‘You have one of these?’ he asked Hath. She nodded. ‘Yep. I don’t even wanna think of the paperwork for moving guns across state lines when I move in. You got room for my gun safe?’

He was at a loss. It was a hell of a morning.

We finished and Hath stripped and cleaned her other baby! Damn she looks just like I do when I'm cleaning mine! Scary how alike we are, eek! lol.

David's been perving a bit. Wanted her to holster her 9mm. What a letch!

I caught them 'playing' vampires, 'Giving her a matching bite David?' The shit grabbed me, and locked my arms down so I couldn't get purchase on him to break his hold. Sneaky basket!

'No, but I can give you one.' He aimed for my neck, shit if he did I'd die! Ok sound like a damn teenager!

'Hath, do something! The bitch did, she went and bit him! Mind you I got out of there pdq! Ryan, looked like we'd lost it, I think we might have. Must have looked damn weird, two women and one man. Mind you some men would probably hail David God of God's having to women in tow!

GSA said to him, 'Sorry, this is my fiance, but Ang here has lusted after him for twenty years, so I cut her a little slack.' Bitch! I nailed her on the arm, but not enough to deaden it. She yelped though.

HRH had sent her a message, meant we had to go shopping. Hey it's shopping, any shopping and I'm a happy bunny. When we returned to the car, David got his wish and Hath holstered the gun. Mannnn you could nearly see the tent forming! Sheeesh.

We got back to Lucy's. Matt and Steph greeted us, laughing at Hath and my clothes. I need to clean up, and left them talking. As I came out of the bathroom, Gypsy was jumping up and down wanting some attention, so I plonked myself on the floor and had a mad five mins with her.

The smells from the kitchen were heavenly. My stomach rumbled, and Gypsy wandered off looking for a fresh stoodge. I got up, realised I'd forgotten the camera I'd put on the floor and lent over to pick it up.

'Damn I'd know that face anywhere, Angel darlin.' I straightened, I'm not giving him the edge, slowly and turned to stare at him.

'Well if it isn't Snorlax!' Hey I babysit and know what a Pokemon is lol.

His grin told me he knew too, he looked me up and down, 'Shit woman you going commando?'

I looked down and then up a confused look in my eyes, 'How the hell can you tell through these I've no panties on?' I've never seen Richie go beet red before, it was quite a thrill lmao!

I went passed him, heading to the living room and my laptop. 'Smart ass woman.' I laughed, he grabbed me in a bear hug. 'Mornin darlin.' And a peck on the lips, whoah dude!

'Afternoon sugar pie.' He laughed letting me go and he headed for the kitchen.

Everyone seemed to congregate in the living room waiting for the soup to be done.

'What ya doing baby?'

'Hey I thought you only called Hath your baby?' I grinned as David plonked down on the floor next too me. Yeah I live on the floor lol.

'He does, but I don't mind him callin you that, I'll share.'

'So what you doin?' Eager nosy ass puppy look on his face.

'I'm going through all the pics from the last few days. Re sizing, changing the colour, focus, deleting, taking out the red eye.'

'What do you mean, deleting?' Well hell can't put much passed him.

'Oh just the out of focus ones, or the ones that are dark and I can't lighten up.' Or the ones that have waaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much T&A in from Friday night. I've not reaaally deleted thoughs just moved them elsewhere on the comp. He asked me to show him the other stuff. So we spent half an hour talking photography. I told him I loved the ones he'd taken of Hath. He did the 'aw shucks' bit.

Sam and Jon arrived about 12.30, yes means foods on the way! Jon made a smart ass comment about her hickie, and the voice from above, Richie's, told him she was packing! He was gobsmacked, but wanted a look see.

I looked at David and rolled my eyes. Men! He shoulder nudge me and grinned. Getting up he offered his hand. I closed my laptop down and slid it under the sofa out of harms way till I went back upstairs. Grasping his hand he hauled me up. He never let me go just looped his arm about my neck and dragged me towards the others.

Jon caught us coming, and did a double take, looking at Hath then me, 'Shit you two been playing dress up or what?' I flipped him off. Holy crap I flipped HRH off! Everyone laughed, David squeezed my shoulders, he knew it really was the first time I'd treated Jon like a normal guy. Yeah we'd punked him, but I'd always checked what came out of my mouth before. He whispered in my ear, 'Well done honey.'

In for a penny, 'Well your lordship, we thought we might join up as your body guards, we both kick ass and shoot. But seeing as some of your clothes have been, shall we say dubious, over the years, and we'd hate to think what the uniforms would be, we chose our own!' I twirled, 'I think we did bloody good.'

They cracked out laughing, Jon shook his head and muttered, 'Mad women.' He's spot on there.

'Ok someone plllease tell me lunch is ready I've starving.'

David choked, 'Woman you had half a large bag of chips on the way here, and a bar of chocolate! And you're hungry?' Bless he looked shocked.

Lucy laughed, 'You should have seen what she got through on Saturday while we were shopping. I thought she was Richie in drag, the amount she ate!'

Holding my hands up, 'What can I say, I love food.' My stomach rumbled, 'See I'm hungry.' They all shook their heads, and laughed.

Matt and Steph had popped outside and David snook off to see what they were up to. The next thing we hear David shouting 'Fuck Queenie what was that for.'

We headed for the door, there stood David with a chestfull of snow!! SNOWBALL FIGHT!

With that we all grabbed our coats, gloves, hats you name it we piled it on and legged it out the door.

Damn, how old are we?? Cause we played like kids! First one out my fist flew and cold cocked Richie on the back of the head, lmao. David nailed me, square on the ass, just like he'd done with Steph, perv! Hath and I hit Jon one after the other lol. He got his own back, shit nailed me straight in the face. Lucy got one from me on her chest. Sam looked like a walking snow-woman. We fought like mad things. I let one fly and caught Matt with his mouth open, whoops lol.

That's just about the time things went a little pair shaped, wrong! I retailated to David walking up behind me and shoving snow down my back. I landed him right up side the side of his head, his feet lost grip and he tilted to the side, oh crap Hath!!! He took her down with him! Shit. They were fine, and of course fair game, they got covered!

Hath tried to stand, slipped and frak me took me out at the legs, I went down! David grabbed Richie's leg and pulled, he shouldn't have laughed while stood next to him! Thus taking him out! Arms, legs and lots of laughter, priceless.

After half an hour we all headed in to dry off, damn fooooood!!!! Hath was already in making sure the food hadn't burnt.

Laughing, talking and tingling from the warmth returning to parts which had been frozen, we polished of the food pdq! Yum!

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!!!!!!

Saturday Night's Alright for Dancing, Singing etc!

~Ang

Well hell we crawled in at three thirtyish this morning, it’s now seven and I’m wide awake.

Hath’s snoring, she was right about being a cuddler! She’s plastered herself on me like a bloody limpet! Poor David! I prise her off me; she grunts and mutters then goes back to revving the engine.

I quietly grab my undies, trackie bottoms, my fav jogging T, and nearly scream as Hath’s phone starts playing ‘We are the Champions’. She mutters, groans and her hand snatches the offending thing, ‘What?’ My, my, we are a tad grumpy this morning.

I carry on out the door; realising Jon’s the one on the other end of the phone. Poor girl; looks like he’s starting as he means to carry on.

I head downstairs and grab some water, damn I’m thirsty. Grab my mp3 player out of my bag, put my little camera in my pocket, you never know and head on out. Lucy had given me a key last night so I could lock the door behind me.

I stretch and bend and loosen up. I yank on my thermal gloves and hat, and then I take off for a nice long ice cold jog.

After half an hour I’m back. There’s life when I get back, barely! Hath and Sam are up and running. Hath looks pissy, so Jon must have thrown his weight about.

‘Morning ya'll.’ I walk in stripping off my layers.

‘Lord, woman I thought you were joking about the not sleeping thing. You’ve already been jogging? Don’t you have a hangover?’ Sam was eyeing me like I’d lost it.

‘What’s a matter, Hath, Jon bringing it? Oh and I’m gonna re nickname you Limpet.’ I grab some of Queenie’s coffee they’ve started. ‘Cuddler, hell woman I’m surprised I’m still alive! And nope, no hangover.’ I flash them a grin , walking away Hath shouts and reminds me she's taking our clothes with her for tonight. I leave that bag for her and headed for a shower.

Lucy and Steph had finally made an appearance. We breakfasted, well Sam and I did, the others had coffee. I laughed and Lucy flipped me off! Hath had already gone. Damn I'd love to play gopher for Jon. Either that or take in for a work out! Get your minds out of that gutter again!!! Sheeesh, jogging etc, etc, etc. Wouldn't mind being at a sound check too. Hell I'm Irish, I can sing, church choir from 4-16, solo for four years, MANDITORY! lol. Wonder if we can get them doing karaoke, love to sing with David**sigh** Damn must stop doing that!!!!

We dressed and headed out to pick up Matt at the guys hotel, and then on to shop till we dropped. And shop we did. Chicago wondered if they’d had a mini sales boom. I felt sorry for Matt, bless him talk about looking like a pack horse!

We did lunch. Posh what! Shopped some more. We ahhed over shoes and clothes, Matts eyes must have roll several thousand times.

We headed over to listen to the sound check, all our feet killing us. Matty had turned into a bit of a grump, poor guy.

We were warmly greeted by the guys, cheeks kissed etc; and introduced to his brother Tony, and many of the behind the scenes guy. I got to meet Obie!!!!!! David was a bit miffed that I gushed over Obie nearly as much as I did him.

It was damn surreal watching Jovi doing a sound check! Probably one of many things I’ll look back on as the years pass from this time.

Poor Hath. Slave wasn’t the word I’d use, Jon had her running ragged. All of a sudden we heard ‘Fuck me!’ from the back of the arena, Hath finally venting a bit. We all fell about laughing.

After the mini break Hath joined us, and we started singing along, laughing and dancing. Jon rolled his eyes a fair bit!

Then it happened, they started playing one of my fav songs, ‘Lets Make it Baby’! What a raunchy, down and dirty song that is! Well I looked at Hath and we started to dance together. More like making love with your clothes on, in the middle of an arena! You could see David’s jaw hit the floor, Hath grabbed hold of me, and we bumped and ground with gusto. We girls had talked about doing this sort of dancing with gf’s, the others knew exactly what we were doing.

That lil devil appeared on my shoulder; I leant down and said to Hath ‘Roll with it.’ She smirked and I started to undo the zip on her hoodie, slowly! And with great effect, Richie said ‘Holy shit.’ Into his talkbox, and Hath and I started to laugh ourselves silly. Hugh looked shocked, Jon didn’t know what the hell to do or say. Tico walked over to David, shook his head and started to laugh. In the end everyone who’d witnessed our little ‘dance’ had cracked up. Don’t think David will forgive or forget that very soon!

Jon decided wardrobe should be done as none of them was in any state to work now. Shame!

Hath grabbed me and led me to David’s room. I went through every freaking shirt this man had, I threw them all back on the rack in disgust! ‘Nothing?’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Didn’t you say you were brining him something?’

I grinned and dived for my bag, I’d stuck a couple of shirts just in case of this fashion emergency. We chose the silvery one, and hung it up for later. I also left the deep emerald green one with silver musical notes too. You never know. Plus even though Hath knew I’d been shopping, she didn’t know how many shirts I’d got him. They’d all get their presents on Monday night at Lucy’s. Hath will die!

Getting Ready, and Rocking the Night Away!

We had dinner at the hotel, it was a lively affair. I was between Hugh and Teek. I ordered a rib eye steak with all the trimmings. The others couldn’t believe I was that hungry after what I kept packing away all day. I’d done nothing but munch crisps (chips), chocolate, whatever took my fancy, I ate. Poor Lucy, it was only later I realised what I’d been doing. She was on a diet and there was I stuffing my face.I eased up after lunch but time we hit the hotel I was ravenous! Hence the pig out again.

After dinner we headed for David’s room, we’d commandeered it!
Matt had been thrown to the wolves, bless I hope he holds his own with them.

It’s like last night all over again, the primping and preening, the volume of the music, us singing our asses off!

This time instead of a short skirt etc I’d got skin tight jeans. You know the ones you have to lay on the floor for. I’d teamed it with a black tight vest, cleavage type low frontage. Under that I’d something I loved, I wonder if Richie will notice. I got them after seeing him wearing them on the HAND video. I’m talking about a tattoo sleeved jacettes, fake tats for your arms. I’ve had mine customed. On the right arm there’s the Jovi heart and dagger intertwined in blood red roses, because I love BOR’s! The left arm has the roses again, but twined in those are mini head portraits of the boys, all of them including poor old Hugh!

I’ve got my comfy Lucchese black cowboy boots. To finish off my outfit I’ve got my black leather motorcycle jacket with red and white piping on it. So until I take off the jacket you don’t see the tats.

Hath noticed the tats, ‘Holy hell Richie’s gonna laugh his ass off seeing them!’ The others crowded around and checked out the artwork. They loved the mini portraits.

I’ve left my hair au natural, basically it’s fluffy and looks like I’ve just got out of bed. I’ve made my eyes up smokey and sexy, hell no man on the horizon; I still like to play dress up!

Hath, well! Damn she looked so damn HOT! David would have s tent all night. She was dressed top to toe in black, garter belt, fish nets, micro-mini, lace bustier and CFM black boots, topped off with silver! Damn she was definitely going to give David a heart attack! Can’t wait.

She twirled when she’d done, hair tousled cleavage bouncing, ‘You can not go out like that Slutzilla! I laughed she looked beautiful. Paybacks a bitch and the bitch is called Hath!

We arrived at the concert, it was weird not being outside freezing my ass off with everyone else. This was just, fantastic. We’d been given our backstage passes and told what was going to happen.

WE WERE GOING IN THE FAN PIT! Damn always wanted to do this. I dumped my jacket on the floor.

They ushered us into the pit behind Richie, cause I’ve got my camera and snap a few ass shots! I’d asked Jon earlier, if I could take some, he’d said it was fine, as long as he got to see them. Wooohooo!! David saw us and he blew me a kiss, Tico winked. Those pics better damn well come out.

They started to play Bad Name and Hath, sorry, Slutzilla strolled on to take the guitar from Jon, I was ready, I aimed my camera at David and nearly dropped it when I saw his face, Lucy shouted for Richie to put his eyes back in. Hath was brilliant, David was distracted nooooo end! Wonder what Jon said to her?

After BN we were ushered back out and down to some front row seats. What a way to watch these guys work. Lucy, Steph and I laughed, danced and sang the night away. Sam joined in with the songs she knew, and she shook her ass no end at Jon. All the guys were throwing kisses and winks at us most of the night.

One thing that did piss Sam off a little, was when they did BOR’s, Jon danced with a girl, and then slapped her ass as she walked off. You could nearly see the steam coming out of Sam’s ears. We all calmed her down telling her it was just for show. She knows this, but it’s still a little hard on her.

The night flew by, just before it ended, security came over and took us backstage. While waiting for the guys Steph and I talked Matt into playing along with us, 'Go with it Matt.' I grined and sat on his left knee, and Steph perched on the right. 'We won't hurt you.' He sighed and relaxed. 'Yet!' I laughed as he tried to move.

'She's yankin your chain baby.' Steph soothed.

The door opened, spotting David and Richie coming through the door, 'Now Steph.' We both puckered up and planted kisses on Matt. They stopped dead!

David recovered first, 'Ang, you hurt me. I thought I was your guy?'

Before I could say anything Richie piped up, 'You two-timing us already darlin?'

I smirked, 'You were taking too long boys and this one here.' I nodded at poor Matt, 'Well he was here and Queenie had no objections.' I blew them a kiss.

Then it was out the back to a waiting car. Off to the after show party baby!!!!

Let’s just say, the party ROCKED! And you’ll never see the pics I got from it lmao.

Richie crowed that he’d inspired my tat sleeves, they boys loved them!

Roll on tomorrow’s concert!

Friday Night!

~ Ang

I’ve inhaled many of Steph’s coffees since we all tramped out of the van and unpacked. Hath and I taking every chance to wind David up some more about the sleeping arrangements. (Insert Hath and I laughing our asses off)

It’s been very weird being here and hanging out with the men I’ve worshipped for well over twenty years. The girls are so relaxed about the guys, I’m jealous. I’m still on tenterhooks that I’ll say something smart ass and piss Jon off again. Not sure if he’s calmed down from the wind up Sam and I did on him a week ago when I she read on the forum I wasn’t coming, she missed the ‘because of the looove and sweetness about all of them putting me into a sugar coma!’ Which then led to Jon being pissy, phoning Hath, bitchin at her that I wasn’t coming etc ..etc ..etc. Let’s just say his blood pressure went up.

I must admit I’ve sat with a big ass grin on my face, I look like a loon! I tell you its surfreakinreal! I’m sat here, coffee in hand while Jon and Richie finalise things for the coming shows. David keeps telling me to close my mouth as my jaws on the floor.

He’s not helping either! Like me, he’s very touchy feely. He keeps going aw at me and hugging me! Hath keeps laughing! It’s not funny! I ping his curls again! The look on his face was priceless. Richie asked me what the hell was so special about his damn hair. Sighing I rolled my eyes, I looked longingly at David, who got a little worried, ‘A woman could get lost in those curls, they’d tangle about your fingers, binding you to him. It’s just so, well hot! Makes a woman go moist.’ I heaved another heartfelt sigh, looking lovingly at David.

You could hear a pin drop. Then the girls cracked out laughing. The guys realised they’d been had. David relaxed, Richie groaned. Tico told them he'd been punked many times while he was in Scotland, and that I was good at it. I told them I didn't think I was as good as Hath or David, but getting there.

That was several hours ago and we’ve shooed the boys out of the way, and the bathrooms have been taken over for our primping and preening. We’ve done the face packs, painted nails, rubbed in lotions and potions, and are finally wriggling into our outfits. Oh and glittered ourselves with some of Hath’s stuff. Hey we’re still girls if not in years, then just mentality wise lol.

Hath and I had an ink showing contest lmao! The boys may see my heart and dagger, it’s on my shoulder and the Jovi smirk is above the low rise waistband of my mini. The Joker tat is hidden!

The doorbell went and Jon had shouted for Hath. Hath told him she wasn't coming down, he came up and scared the hell out of us. We were after all nearly nekkid!

He got Hath out to answer the door, and told us we needed to see this. Talk about paybacks! He'd sent her a condom balloon bouquet. Priceless.

We scooted back up to the room and finished dressing.

My outfit is an electric blue bustier and short skirt, which of course leaves ample skin showing. I’ve got a matching bag and four” CFM shoes. This makes me now 6ft 3”. See there’s the wicked smile. Most of it’s made up of legs, even though I blow my own trumpet, they’re long! My jewellery is all silver and amethyst, my birthstone. Spritzing on my fav Hugo Boss Femme I look about at the others.

Lucy has been ordered by Richie to cover up. So of course she hasn’t! I can’t wait to see him eat floor. She’s got this killer purple dress and black CFM’s on. If I wasn’t straight I’d do her lol. I’m telling Zannyboy this!!!

Hath, well lets just say impending mommy hood has given the ‘girls’ extra padding! The short black and white dress is, well bloody hot! It’s gorgeous. And those damn snakeskin Choos, Lord David’s gonna flip!

Then Steph! Talk about puppies on display! The low cut red wrap top suites her to a T! The short black sassy skirt and killer black boots give her wicked edge to her. Matt will drool!

Sam had on a beautiful white blouse with a lace over blouse, the empire cut hide the baby bump. It looked very sweet till you saw the plunging neckline! The black mini teamed with black boots completed the look. **sigh** I wish I was that petite! Jon will have to pick his eyeballs up.

We’ve all brought long coats in deference to the cold of Chicago. Giggling we put them on.

Matt let us know the car was due soon. And being me I led the girls into the living room.

We’d literally lined up with these long coats on. You could see the guys’ brains ticking.

Richie told us they wanted to see what was under the coats.

A quick glance at each other and we dropped the coats as one.

You could have heard a flea fart! Then they started to gush, we laughed.

Richie moaned to Lucy as she knew he would. ‘Zannyboy, I’ve told her if I swung that way I’d give her a go.’ He choked and we laughed at him.

Hath leant over, she showed David that her ass wouldn’t fall out while she played pool. I nearly lost my eyes! ‘Jesus Hath put those away would ya!’ The girls were on full display.

The car arrived, I gave Matt my camera and he shot a few of us standing by the cars, coats open, grinning. The old man chauffeuring us was a very happy bunny!

Off into the cold Chicagoan night with some hot looking gf’s, looking for some fun and laughter!

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Sam has no idea but tonight is her bachlorette party! We aim to make it fun and memorable. I’ve brought one of my babies with me to document it.

We started out at Hennesy’s restaurant and pool hall! Let’s just say I’m damn glad the boys weren’t with us when we walked in! And well, after the coats came off you could hear the denim shift and turn snug on the men in the place.

I did mention on the forum that I’ve been playing pool since I was small. Hell growing up in a bar I throw a mean dart too lmao, and can drink most people under the table. Think being Irish has a little to do with it too.

Anyhoo, we had a great meal, Lucy, Steph and I were drinking for Hath and Sam, who were on the non alco stuff. I drink whiskey, long as its good! So I’ve been drinking Jack and coke most of the evening. We were inundated with free drinks, seems that five hot looking women all out for one hell of a night and flirting like mad, draw men like fleas on a dog!

We decided to play a little pool. Some young guys asked us if we wanted to be shown how to play. The guys missed the looks passing between Hath, Sam and myself. Fluttering our eyelashes, we told them that we thought we could play. Hath held the cue the wrong way, and the rest of us girls nearly gave the game away by laughing!

So they cockily suggested they take us on, best three out of five, losers buy winners a round of drinks. Rack em up baby!

Hath leaned over to break, and the guys didn’t know which way to look. She broke in one smooth fluid motion, sending two balls streaking towards the pockets. You could hear the groans from the babies. She cleared the table. GO HATH! We high fived, and the other girls were laughing themselves silly.

I casually asked if they wanted to carry on or forfeit. They said carry on, bless them. All this time Lucy and Steph have been snapping pics. God help Hath when David sees them!

They broke, didn’t sink anything. My turn, see the horns growing? I eyed the table, taking in where the balls were lying. Leant over, spreading my legs to reach the right height, I could hear groans behind me; the skirt also has a bit of a side split so most of my leg is showing! I’m tall and wearing a damn skirt what the hell did they expect. Glancing forward four other men were watching my boobs hoping gravity would have them falling out. Nah! My girls are well behaved!

I took aim and slammed the cue ball! Ball after ball is sunk, everytime I get up I adjust my top, evil aren’t I? The boys snicker when the black is behind one of their balls. Standing to my full height, I kick off my shoes to get better height on it, the cue is angled, I hit it, and it hops over their ball hits the black. It teeters on the edge of the pocket for a second, and then falls in. My shoes go back on!

The boys look a might pale, awwww shame.

Sam's up next, she told us she too's a bit of a pool shark. She chalked the cue up, blowing the excess chalk of and making the boys gasp. Snickering she takes postion, her black mini riding up showing ample leg. The deep cut of the shirt has the puppies straining at the leash. She takes the shot, the boys groan as she nails one straight off the break. Talk about whitewash. 3-0 Ladies lol.

The girls all laugh and whoop. We shake the babies’ hands, give them our order and rack up the balls again. I pass my baby to the soberest looking boy and ask him to take pics of us playing, with strict instructions not to shoot our butts and boobs! Mind you I can edit them out before the guys see them, lol.

No other guys ask to play us, their not stupid, they just like to watch. Lucy, Sam and Queenie join Hath and I and we shoot some more games. Our drinks arrive; the boys take some good natured ribbing. They point out I’m English, really I say. They find it fascinating. I check to see what pics have been snapped. Not bad, looks like we’re having a blast, and we are.

Time to leave!

We headed over to this gambling boat that Lucy told us about.

Let’s just say we lost a bit, and won a lot!

Lucy, Steph and I had a great buzz on. Hath and Sam snickered as the boat rocked and us three nearly landed on our asses. Friends huh!

I really don’t think we’ve paid for any of our drinks tonight.

I’ve flirted with some men, but my heart’s just not in it.

But I’ve enjoyed tonight.

‘Ang, get your ass over here!’ Ah a bellow from our Goddess lmao.

‘Comin darlin.’ See, been in the country for around ten hours and I’ve already got the twang goin lovely. Always pick up the accents. I totter back to the girls, and we head back to the tables

My Little Jaunt - continued!

~ Ang

Landing and Arriving!

I awoke to the stewardess gently shaking me telling me I need to put on my belt. In a sleep haze I do. Opening and closing my eyes I focus on my watch.

Well hell, we’re about forty five minutes in front of our arrival time. How the heck do they do that?????

Grabbing my handbag I check my hair, raking a comb through it. It’s longer now, back to past my shoulders. I use to have it waaay down my back, but cut it several months ago on a whim. I’d straightened it before leaving, and hell it was still like it. GHD!!! Wooohooooo!

Hmmm which lippy to use, Scarlet Velvet or Caramel Caress? I think I’ll go with …….the caramel. I slick it on, pucker and snicker! God help whoever picks me up, it’s dark and deadly!

The plane lands smoothly and I deplane, thanking the stewardesses. Nice bunch, no snobby mares in that lot. Now I need to catch my luggage and figure out where the hell my rides got too.

I’m early which means somewhere in here Hath, Steph and Matt are about. But I figure to sit and wait for whomever to show up and surprise them! I laugh and the security guard that’s already watching me, gets a bit more nervous, he’s not used to seeing someone dressed in black leather and a base ball cap pulled down, oh yeah sunglasses! I have twitchy eyes, so anything bright or fluorescent lighting makes them water. Mr security guard has a friend with him now. I smile and show my teeth, might as well make it interesting! Then I stand and stretch, I see them look me up and down, yeah boys I’m a tall one, 5ft 11” in my bare feet.

Grabbing my cases, yup plural, and handbag I saunter over to them, they’re looking a tad nervous. My devil on my shoulder makes me grin even more and the saunter becomes a slink. You know the one, long stride, hips bumping and grinding from side to side, their eyes can’t seem to figure where the hell to look. Drawing level with them, I look down at them.

‘Hey guys, can you tell me where the toilets are. Girls gotta freshen while her ride turns up.’ I pucker them caramel lips at them, and run my tongue over them, and they shift uneasily. My grin turns into a smirk.

The taller one, paunch, sweaty, toothless, ick! ‘Sure can mam, over there to your left.’ He leers, I shudder! Yuckyyyyyy! But I turn the wattage up and blind em with my pearlies.

‘Thanks boys, you security guys are ace in this country.’ They puff up and I turn quickly away before they can see me laugh my ass off. I head for the little girls room.

Damn I’m hot! With that thought I dive into the stall and take off my Pats jersey and the NYG one, then put my Pats back on. Pull on my GS jacket, and head for the door. Better but I daren’t take any more off as I don’t know how cold it is out there. Checking my watch I see I should have arrived now, I laugh again.

Walking out I check out the people milling around.

Hmmmm ………… I notice two men with their backs to me, they look familiar, even from this angle. Could it be ……………… Holy Hannah, its David and Richie! Be still my beating heart, I go hot and cold. I really hadn’t expected them to meet me, Lucy yeah, but not these two. I thought it had been all talk and posturing.

And hell! No Matt in sight! Shit this could be interesting. The devil was still firmly on my shoulder. Dare I?

I might never have the chance again, and I’m sure Lucy and Hath wouldn’t mind.

I move up closer, damn they’re taller than me, I know they are, but it’s still a shock.

I can hear them talking, looks like they’ve even got a sign with them. Might be for me, I snicker quietly and listen to their conversation.

‘Lucy says she’ll get the others stuff into the van and then meet us here. I’m surprised Hath let you come on your own. Ang is your only fan after all.’ Richie laughed.

‘Hath was all for me meeting the plane asshole. Don’t know why the hell you tagged along, it’s me she likes.’ Richie let that one go as he noticed a woman walking towards them.

‘Is that her?’ Richie asked, nudging David in the ribs.

‘Naw, she's not a redhead you idiot.’ David rolled his eyes.

‘Yes she is.’

‘No, that's strawberry blond. That's not red.’

‘Well, what about her?’

‘Too short, didn't Lucy say she was tall?’

‘Yeah, but that one looks tall...’

‘You need your eyes examined, old man.’ David snickered. Reaching over and fisting Richie on the arm.

’Screw you.’ He pushed David back.

‘No honey cakes you ain’t my type.’

Ang couldn’t believe this conversation. She’d tracked each woman they’d spotted, Christ these two were in for one hell of a shock if that’s what they called tall and red head.

‘You don’t think Ang missed the plane do ya?’ David asked, nearly all the passengers had disembarked, and still no tall red head.

‘She called Lucia to let her know she was boarding, so no, she hasn’t missed it.’

‘You think we’ve got the right gate?’ David checked the bit of paper Lucy had written the time and gate on. Nope it was right.

‘Maybe we should see if it’s delayed, we didn’t think to ask.’ Richie said feeling a bit of a fool if they’d been standing here waiting and her plane hadn’t yet landed.

I laughed softly, and putting on my best Yankee twang, walked up to their backs and as I grabbed a handful of each mans ass and squeezed, hard, saying ‘Well hell I know them asses anywhere, how about giving me a little somethin, somethin?’ And I waited.

Both of them jumped and stiffened. Swinging about the first thing they notice was the base ball cap pulled down low and the sunglasses; then the height of the woman in front of them. But hearing that twang threw them through a loop.

‘Erm …. Sorry darlin but we’re taken and waiting for someone.’ Richie knew fans got carried away, but by the look on David’s face he was just as shocked with her audacity as he was.

I noticed by this time Lucy coming up behind them, a big grin on her face, she’d seen me goose them both. I puckered and blew her a kiss, the guys gulped thinking I’d done it to them. She stopped and waited. I walked forward, they took a step back, and inside I was struggling to hold back my laughter. I reached over and laid a hand on each of their chests, David looked like he was ready to kill me. Richie looked like my hand was a nasty germ he wanted gone.

Behind them Lucy was in stitches, her hands stifling her laughter. I saw the rest coming up behind her, and Lucy telling them shush. Fuck Jon’s with them!

Turning my head towards David I said in my normal voice, ‘What not even for your only fan?’ I reached up whipping my cap and glasses off, and started to laugh at them.

They stood and stared, both of them trying to grasp what had just happened. They both started spluttering and bitching. Lucy pushed pass them, winked up at me, ‘Welcome to Chi town honey.’ And to both men’s astonished looks, I leant down and kissed her smack on the lips! Get you dirty minds out of the gutter! It was a girl friend kiss, all for show and no tongue. But for the hell of it we lingered a little bit.

Drawing back ‘Thanks sweetie, glad to be here. Boys, your jaws are on the floor, pick em up.’ Laughing Lucy and I hugged. ‘Now where the hell’s my kisses?’ I puckered again, and waited. Hath, Steph, Matt, Sam and Jon looked on, Hath rolling her eyes at me and grinning.

David beat Richie off the mark by a second; he grabbed me, and then planted his lips on mine. Well fuck! My legs went from underneath me, sorry Hath, but boy could he kiss! I’d waited twenty odd years for this, and he didn’t disappoint me. My hands fluttered about like a virgin with her first stiffy, wondering where the hell to put them. I settled for his shoulders, safeish ground, and hung on for dear life.

Pulling back he said, ‘Hey there darlin, nice to finally met ya. And damn you are a tall one.’ Those sparkling green eyes laughed into mine. Now I see why I’ve lusted after him for so long. Damned if I wasn’t a quivering wreck! I itched to pull a curl.

‘Ok let me at her.’ Was the only warning I had as I was pulled away from those green sparklers, and suddenly looking at deep chocolate ones? I glanced at Lucy; he is hers after all. ‘Darlin she gave me permission.’ Then his lips settled onto my and well lets say my knees went, but not as much as they did when David kissed me. This time my hands had grabbed onto his waist so I didn’t land in a heap.

He let me go and I looked from each ones smug ass grin to the other, I came back to earth fast, ‘Well boys you’re good, but hell Lucy’s better!’ Everyone laughed at their faces.

Richie was moaning that no one was supposed to kiss Lucy but him. Boy is he in for a shock! Bite me big boy! ‘Suck it up Zanny.’ I laughed at his soured face on the nickname I’d given him.

I walked passed them to the others. Hath, Sam and Steph grabbed me and we giggled and laughed and talked at once, Lucy joining in. There were hugs and kisses galore. The boys just standing there looking on. We’d made a good start on all those kisses we said we were getting. I admired the sparklers, engagement rings, the girls were sporting. Good job I had my sunglasses!

I had a pat of Sam’s growing bump and awwwed over her. Damn she’s a great foil for Jon! Love her to pieces!

‘Well Steph introduce me to your hunk then.’ I grinned at her as the love she felt for Matt shone out. She made the introductions, I looked him up and down, and he swallowed. Turning back to Steph, ‘You’ve got a doll there honey. Hey Matt, I seemed to remember you and a kiss were mentioned.’ I walked over and planted one on his ……… cheek. He looked a little relieved. ‘So you and I are the only ones who’ve not done this before. Daunting isn’t it? He laughed and said hell yeah. Nice bloke.

Then I realised Tico and Hugh were there too. Tico grabbed me into a bear hug, and gave me a smacking great kiss. 'Miel nice to see you again. Told these idiots you were very tall, but they wouldn't have it.' We had a minute catch up, and then he then introduced me to Hugh, what a sweetie, he hails from Scotland, so there was another UKer in the bunch. I gave him a hug and pecked him on the cheek. Damn the kisses were mounting up.

That left me with just Jon. To say I hesitated was an understatement! We both walked towards each other like gun slingers lining up, we stopped about a foot apart, and I looked down at him, ‘Damn Jon you look much bigger on stage.’ I waited; if I hadn’t been forgiven he’d throw a bitch fest, which would make me laugh again. If I had been forgiven, he’d take it as the joke I meant it to be. I held my breath, not looking away from those baby blues of his. If I looked away, well I didn’t want to think about it.

‘Yeah lady and you’re tall! Well for a woman.’ He laughed, hugged me and gave me a peck on the cheek. Phew! Looks like I’ve been forgiven.

‘Jesus Ang, you pack more than Hath does! How long you staying? A month or two?’ David enquired.

‘Well Joker, if you don’t want the goodies I’ve got in one of the cases, I could’ve traveled with one.’ I was finally gaining my balance back, just.

‘Goodies, does that mean you’ve brought some of that chocolate?’ Both he and Richie looked longingly at me, even Jon perked up when the Jack Daniels chocolate was mentioned. I’d been sending it over for a while and they seemed to like it.

‘Well if we don’t get going you’ll never find out. And don’t try opening the cases, I’ve locked them.’ With the guys muttering, and bringing my cases; us girls linked arms and walked to the van. We got some admiring looks as we strutted through the airport.

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Before we left the airport I spotted the two security guards again, and aimed towards them. Everyone wondering wtf I was up too.

‘Hey there boys; nice to see you again, wonder if you’d do me a lil bitty favour?’ The look on their faces said hell no, but they said ok.

‘Anyone got an idea what the hell she’s doing?’ Hath asked. Blank faces all around. They waited for me to enlighten them.

I opened the large purse/carry all I always carry when I have my babies with me. My babies are precious to me, my pride and joy. I hoisted out my digital camera, the simple one lmao. Hath grinned she’d twigged and so had the other girls.

‘I want a picture of this lot.’ I waved at the baseball wearing, sunglass hiding boys and then the girlies, who I notice fluffed their hairs and got out the lippy. I quickly showed the security guards how to aim point and click, simple, damn I hope so!

‘Ok if you have any objections, stand over to the side!’ I looked at the Jovi boys and raised my eyebrow in question, ‘I want to remember this, so either suck it up or move out of shot.’ Foot firmly down I ignored them.

The girls laughed and crowded about me, all linking arms, Matt stood behind Steph linking his arms under hers and grinned. I held my breath, would they? I didn’t dare look.

The next thing I know Hath, Sam and Luce are pushed in front as Richie, Jon and David crowd in. Richie and David are shoulder to shoulder with me. Hats and glasses removed! I choked up, bless them. Their women held the same way as Matt held Steph. Suddenly Richie and David yelp as Hugh and Tico shove them aside. Hugh stood behind me and Tico in front, I howl with laughter. David and Richie bitch, but get flipped off, 'You two got your women with you, we claim the hot single woman for our own.' Teek grins. Love that man.

David moans again. 'Well you could swap with Hugh ....' I grin evily.

David grins and starts to move, Hath held on, ‘Oh no, he’s not going anywhere near you! He’s looking for payback for the ass grab you did. I’m not that stupid!’ She puckered up and blew me a kiss. The guards by this time have taken loads of pics, and a few people stop and watch. We notice and quickly the boys plonk their shades and hats back on.

I went to get my baby. I checked that we hadn’t been decapitated, he actually did very well. Thanking them and flashing them a smile and a wink, I packed up and went back to the group.

‘You lady are a flirt!’ Matt said woohooo he spoke to me!

I fluttered my lashes and in a breathy whisper, ‘I have no idea what you mean young man.’ He cracked up and the others looked at us. I puckered up and blew them another kiss, winking at Matt, I liked this guy.

‘Can we go now?’ Jon asked.

‘God you’re a bossy bugger!’ I eye rolled with fervour. With that we took off for the exit.

We piled into the van, boys at the front, except for David, yup I’m eye rolling. He pushed in between Hath and I, and gave Richie a smug look. Hath and I rolled our eyes, then Steph, Sam and Lucy did the same. Richie flicked him the bird and got in the drivers seat. He had to cause Lucy didn’t want to miss out on the talking.

Jon sat in front with Richie, Matt was ensconced somewhere between Hugh and Tico. Bless him he looked more enamoured than I did.

The ride wasn’t that long. Hath was now doing the eye rolling, I was in full flatter mode to David. Hell he’s been my idol for years, gotta let it out, then I’ll be fine. We talked all the way there. It was one massive chatter factory on wheels. In that van I plucked up the courage and achieved my lifetime ambition, I pinged his curls, damn there soft.

Lucy and Hath caught me, I grinned like a lunatic. Hath knew I’d get over it soon!

Lucy made a comment about me having my hands on Hath’s man, to which Hath said loud enough for everyone to hear, ‘Ah, I’m not worried, I ‘m the one that’s sleeping with Ang tonight, not David.’

Well bugger me, David and Jon nearly got whiplash from turning to quick. Richie just looked in the rear view mirror with the ‘did I hear that right’ look.

I couldn’t hold it in, I cracked out laughing, ‘You lot are too easy. Hath, it isn’t fun when they’re so bloody easy.’

Hath said it is, and then she told Jon I’m a spooner and she’s a cuddler, perfect bed mates!

He asked if we were sure we hadn’t before now? A confused and dazed look on his face.

My reply, ‘Where have you been? We’ve been friends for MONTHS, and hell, we’re just sleeping together!’

David choked in, ‘Stop saying that!’ He glared at me.

Hath elbowed him, telling him to relax, there’d be plenty of room in the bed if he was feeling left out. We both laughed our asses off!

David sulked saying it would serve us right if he took us up on that offer.

My reply, ‘Honey, you’d never survive it!’ And blew and kiss at Hath. Both of us going off into gales of laughter again.

Damn this is gonna be FUN!