Decisions

True to his word, ten minutes later he was back. "Everything's sorted" he said, "follow me." Before she knew what was happening, she was whisked off through a back entrance and on to a waiting helicopter. Within minutes they were hundreds of feet in the air, heading towards London.

They watched the world fly by as they made their journey. "I so cannot believe this," she said, her eyes wide with excitement. "Well believe it, baby, 'cos it's true." She turned to face him, as he brought his lips down to meet hers. He slid his tongue in to her mouth, moaning when she did the same back.

Settling back in to their seats, Penny rested her head on Jon's shoulder as they flew. She closed her eyes, enjoying the smell of him. He stroked her hair and laced his figures with hers. "What the hell am I doing?"he asked himself, "I don't even know this woman, but here I am, in a fuckin' helicopter with her." he smiled to himself. He squeezed her hand gently and she looked up in to his eyes. "You ok, baby?" he asked. "I'm more than ok", she replied, kissing his cheek. They travelled in silence for the rest of the journey.

After a while, the pilot announced they would be landing in a couple of minutes, and asked Jon if he wanted to go in the back way. "Yes please, Steve," Jon answered. "Sure, no problem, Mr B," and said something in to the radio mike.

A few minutes later, they had landed on top of the hotel. Jon jumped out first, and took her hand to help her down. They made their way down the fire escape on the side of the building, and in to the kitchen at the back of the hotel and up the service elevator, all the while, he kept hold of her hand. A porter met them when the lift had reached their floor, and handed Jon the key to their room. Tipping him generously, they made their way along the corridor until they found the suite. Pausing to kiss her, Jon then opened the door and pulled her inside. Closing the door behind them, he took her hand and led her towards the bedroom.

"I want you naked, now" he whispered in her ear, making her shudder. Licking the side of her neck, he ran his hands down her back, pulling her t-shirt off over her head. She put her arms round his neck and he lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his back and kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue between his lips. He walked her over to the bed and laid her down, then climbed on to the bed, straddling her. He bent to kiss her and she raked her fingers through his hair. "I want you," he breathed in to her mouth, darting his tongue out and licking her lips. She could feel his hardness on her thigh and reached down to rub him through his jeans. Groaning, he sucked her nipple through her bra, making her writhe underneath him. "You have far too many clothes on," he said, coming back up to kiss her. "I think we both have too many clothes on," she replied. "Well we had better do something about that then, hadn't we?" he said, fumbling with the fastenings on her jeans. "I think we should definitely do something about that," she said, smiling up at him.

"That's much better," Penny said once they were naked. "Much, now I can have my wicked way with you," Jon replied taking her nipple in to his mouth, making her gasp. She fisted his hair as he gently scraped his teeth on her nipples, one at a time. She arched her back, thrusting herself up to his mouth. He pulled away slightly, and then drew her deep in to his mouth, making her almost scream with pleasure. She could feel the wetness between her thighs and could smell her musky scent rising from her core. Reaching down, she took hold of his throbbing cock in her hand and started pumping up and down. He threw his head back and moaned, thrusting at her touch. "Are you wet, baby?" he asked, running his hand over her stomach and down between her legs. Parting her thighs, he ran his finger along her slickness, until he found her clitoris. "Well I guess that's a yes then?" he said, answering his own question. Taking her nipple once again in to his mouth, he pushed a finger inside her, making her breath catch in her throat. "Do you like that?" he asked, watching her arch her back and bite her bottom lip. "Yes," she cried out, as he working another finger in to her. "Oh my God" she gasped, "I'm going to come," He felt her tighten around his fingers as she rose towards climax. "Come on, baby, come for me," Jon whispered in her ear, encouraging her.

She fell back on to the bed, Jon rose above her and slid in between her legs. He nudged himself at her entrance, teasing her. "Please, Jon" she said, her voice almost pleading. "Please, what?" he asked, grinning wickedly. "Please, fuck me, I need you to fuck me, now" she begged. Hearing those words, he drove deep into her and pounded her wet pussy, hard, making her scream. Their breathing ragged, their sweat mingling. She gripped her nails into his shoulders and bit his neck, leaving marks of their passion on his skin. "Oh, God, Penny, I'm going to come, please come with me, baby.!" He threw his head back and released his seed deep into her. Seconds later, she rode the waves of her own orgasm as he continued to pound her.

He fell on to her, spent and exhausted, breathing heavily, her own breath matching his. "Are you trying to kill me, woman?" he asked, kissing her. "I'm an old man, you know?" he said smiling. "Pretty good for an old man," she joked, running her finger tips up and down his back, making him shudder. "Careful, or you'll have mini-me ready for action again!" he said, feeling himself hardening again. "Well, is that such a bad thing?" she asked, with a glint in her eye. "And by the way, it ain't so mini, honey." "Well thank you, darlin', but I'd watch it, if I were you, or I'll go getting a big head!" he said, with a sexy smirk. "Well that's what I was planning," Penny replied.

"Well I dunno about you, but I'm starvin', baby. What's say, we get something to eat and a shower, and then we get all dirty again?" he grinned. "Sounds like a plan, babe, but I need some clothes, remember?" "Not a problem, I'll have your clothes dry-cleaned for you while we eat, and by the time we shower, they'll be ready, ok?" Suddenly, Penny realised it was all over.

"Thank you, Jon." she said, with tears in her eyes. "Hey, what's the matter, honey?" Jon asked, with concern in his eyes. "Nothing, I'm just being silly. It's just that I don't want tonight to ever end." she replied, wiping away a stray tear. "Why does it have to end, babe? I want to see more of you, if you'll let me?" Her eyes shot up to meet his, "Are you serious?" she asked, shocked by what she was hearing. "But we live in different worlds, you and I. You live in the states and are a multi-million dollar rock star and I live in a tiny flat in Oxford and I'm a legal secretary, it couldn't possibly work, could it?" she asked, searching his face. "Baby, it will work if it's meant to be," he said, kissing her lips, tenderly. "You have made me feel alive, more alive than I have felt in years, I don't want this to end, either. I want this to be just the beginning. Please say you want it too?" "Of course I do, but-" he placed a finger on her lips, "No buts, baby. Just say yes and we'll make it work."

She couldn't believe this, Jon Bon Jovi was asking her to be with him! A few hours ago she was just another groupie in a crowd, screaming and singing along with thousands of other fans. And now, she was naked, in bed, after having the most amazing evening of her entire life, with someone she had only dreamt of even meeting, let alone, deciding if she wanted to be with him and leave her boring life behind! A decision she wasn't sure if she could make just like that.

Her heart was screaming out YES! YES! YES! but her head, the sensible head, was telling her to stall, think about things and be rational. She was so confused right now, and it showed in her face "Baby," Jon said, hooking his finger under her chin, searching her eyes. "What is it?" "I'm not saying no Jon, I just need a little time to think about things. You do understand, don't you? she asked, kissing him. "Of course I do, take all the time you need. I won't pressure you."

They kissed passionately for a few minutes before breaking apart. "Right, sexy, how does pizza and a bottle of wine sound to you?" Jon asked. "Sounds fantastic, baby," Penny replied, smiling up at him.

Come With Me

"Hi," Jon said, walking towards her. "Hi," she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper. Her heart was pounding so loud, she was sure he could hear it. "What's your name, honey?" Jon asked her, taking her hand, placing it on his chest, and brushing his other hand down her cheek. She could feel electricity between them, the heat from his touch scorched her flesh. "Penny," she answered, her voice trembling. "That's a beautiful name. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady." He touched her hair, bringing his face closer so he could take in her scent. He ran his finger over the fullness of her lips, remembering the sweet taste from earlier. The thought caused his cock to stir in his jeans. She looked up at him, his eyes were full of passion and want.

Penny brought her hands up around his neck and he bent to kiss her, slowly and gently at first, running her fingers through his hair. He parted her lips with his tongue and searched her mouth, tasting her. She could feel herself getting wet between the legs. She pulled back slightly, smiling up at him. He grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her to him once more. She could feel how hard he was becoming, and smiled to herself.

She pulled back again. "So Mr B." she said. "How often do you do this kind of thing?" "Actually, I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time," he answered, running his tongue along her collar bone and up the side of her neck, making her shudder. He smiled, "so this is her weak spot? I'll have to remember that," he thought. "So why me?" she asked him, running her nails down his back, making moan in her ear. "There were thousands of women out there, what is so special about me?" "Well, if you must know, even from up on the bridge, I took one look in your big brown eyes and just knew I wanted to get lost in them. I'm a sucker for beautiful eyes."

He lifted the hem of her t-shirt up, just a little, to find the flesh underneath. He ran his fingers up and down her spine, making her moan deep in her throat. She threw her head back, exposing her throat. He took full advantage of this, placing little butterfly kisses on her neck, making her wetter. He moved her back, against the wall and pulled her t-shirt off, exposing her lace clad breasts. Her nipples were hard and he gently sucked them, one at a time, through the thin lace, making her gasp. His cock was straining within the confides of his jeans. He pulled off his own t-shirt, exposing his perfectly toned chest.

He continued his assault on her nipples, making her wetter still. She slid her hands down his chest and undid the buttons on his jeans, finding him naked underneath. Naked and hard. She rubbed her hand up and down its length, making him moan with pleasure. "Baby, what are you trying to do to me?" he asked, his breath ragged with passion. "I'm trying to do what I have dreamed of doing to you for a long time," she said, sucking gently on his neck. "I feel like I've died and gone to heaven," he said, slowly pulling the zip down on her jeans. He brushed his fingers over the lace of her panties, and dipped his fingers in to her, feeling how wet she was. She moaned in his ear as his fingers worked their magic inside her, bringing her close to the edge, moving faster and harder inside her, kissing her neck. He could feel she was about to come and he moved his hand away, making her gasp. "No, please!" she begged. "Not yet, baby," he said, "I want to taste you."

He moved her over to the chair, slipping his jeans off and discarding them on the floor. He told her to sit down and knelt down between her thighs. He slid her cowboy boots off, and pulled her jeans off. He un-hooked her bra and exposed her breasts fully. Taking a nipple in to his mouth, gently sucking on it, until she felt like she was going to come again. Slowly making his way down her body, tracing his tongue down over her ribs and then her stomach, he found the lacey edge of her panties. He ran his tongue over the lace, moving closer to her core, making her moan with pleasure. He licked her through the material, just tasting her.

She grabbed the back of his head, lifting herself up to meet his tongue. He pulled back, teasing her. "Please, don't stop," she begged, "make me come." "I will baby, I promise. I want to drive you as crazy as you're drivin' me right now." He pulled her panties down, over her thighs and down her calves, lightly kissing her where the flimsy material had been. Working his way back up her long, sexy legs, he teased her until she thought she couldn't take any more. He pushed a finger in to her and teased her clitoris with his tongue, working her up again, higher and higher. She laced her fingers in to his hair, pulling him closer to her.

He replaced his fingers with his tongue, tasting her sweetness, making his cock even harder. She gripped the arms of the chair, biting her bottom lip, trying hard not to scream as he ran his tongue along her slickness. Sucking on her clit, he put his fingers inside her once more. He could feel her tighten around his fingers as she rose closer to climax. He sucked harder on her button, and worked his fingers harder until she couldn't take any more and finally came. Her juices ran down his fingers and he licked them clean, enjoying her sweet nectar.

Panting, she sat up and pulled him closer to kiss him, tasting herself on his tongue, turning her on more. She ran her nails down his chest and his stomach, following the line of fine hairs just under his belly button. She grazed the tip of his cock with her knuckles, making him jerk with the sensation. Clasping her hand round his thick length, she moved her hand up and down slowly, licking and kissing his neck, feeling his breath quicken on her skin. She told him to stand up, then lowered her self on to her knees in front of him. Looking up at him, she teased the end of his cock with her tongue, running her nails up and down his spine, she gently sucked his balls, then took him in to her mouth. She sucked him, while expertly using her tongue on the underside of him. He held the back of her head while he fucked her mouth.

Sensing he was about to come, she released him from her grasp, making him groan. She licked her way up his body, slowly until she was stood facing him. "God baby, I wanna fuck you so bad," he said, kissing her neck. "Do you have anything?" she asked. "No, I don't. I wasn't expecting anything like this to happen, so I wasn't prepared. I have too much respect for you to carry on without protection, unless you want to? I want to feel myself inside you so much, but I understand if you don't want to go any further." he replied. She ran her finger over his lips, smiled up at him and said, "Well I am on the pill, so I think we'll be ok." With that, he pulled her closer to him, parting her lips with his tongue, moaning deep in the back of his throat. "I want to feel you come, babe," he breathed in her ear.

He gently sat her down on the chair behind her and knelt between her thighs once again. Taking one of her nipples in his mouth, he rubbed her clit, making her breath quicken. Pulling away from her breast, he looked deep in her eyes and plunged into her. She came right there and then, gripping his shoulders, her muscles tightened around his throbbing cock. He moved in and out of her, faster and harder, building up to his own orgasm, until he couldn't stand to hold on any longer. Throwing his head back, he moaned loudly, emptying himself in to her, making her come again.

Exhausted, he lay his head on her shoulder as their breathing slowed. "Wow," he whispered in her ear, nibbling on her lobe. "I couldn't have put it better myself," she replied, brushing a stray lock of hair from his eyes. "Well, I'm really sorry to do this, but I've got to move, honey. My poor knees are killin' me," he said, gently pulling out of her, making her gasp. She could feel his come dripping down her legs. "I'll be right back, I'll just grab a towel." "Oh my God," she thought, "have I really just had the most amazing sex of my life with Jon Bon Jovi?" she just couldn't believe it. Her thoughts were interrupted by Jon re-entering the room. Handing her a towel, he reached for his jeans, while she cleaned herself up.

Pulling on her panties and t-shirt, she walked over to the table and handed him the glass of wine she poured for him earlier. "Thank you, baby," he said, swallowing it down on one gulp. "Man, I needed that." He poured another for the both of them and handed her a glass. She stood there, feeling awkward. He sensed the tension from her. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, with concern in his eyes. "What happens now?" she asked. "Well, if it's ok with you, I'd like to find out more about this beautiful, mysterious woman stood in front of me, half naked, who has just awoken something in me I thought had been dead for a long time. Baby, you have done something to me and I want more of it, what ever it is, I want more, a lot more." he looked at her, searching her eyes, trying to figure out what she was thinking. She took a sip of her wine, letting it linger on her tongue, thinking about what he had just said.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she looked up at him and smiled, "Baby, there is nothing I'd like more." He walked towards her, taking her glass from her hand, and kissed her, deeply. "Come on, let's get out of here," he said to her cupping her face in his hands. "Will you come with me?" he asked. "I thought I just did," she said with a cheeky smile. He smiled back, the laughter lines around his eyes making him look even sexier. "No, I mean come back to the hotel with me, I want to explore you all over again. I want to feel you come for me again. Will you?" he asked, his voice almost pleading. "I don't have anything with me, no clothes or anything" she said, pulling her jeans and boots on. "I'll take care of everything, I just want you all to myself. All you have to do is relax and enjoy yourself." "Well, that sounds like an offer too good to turn down," she answered, flashing a sexy smile. "Give me ten minutes and I'll be right back. Just help youself to more wine while I get a few things sorted and then you're mine, baby." And with that, he was gone.

The Kiss

Penny pulled into the car park of Ricoh Arena. There were a few hundred people already gathering at the stalls, buying merchandise. The car park was already nearly full, and she had to drive around for a while until she found a spot. Checking her reflection in the rear-view mirror, she couldn't help but admire her reflection. Her long, dark hair fell down her back, stopping half way down. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown, the kind that could make a man beg for mercy, and her figure was just right, trim at the waist, pert breasts and a tight butt, with long, slim legs.

She gathered her things in her bag, locked up the car and made her way to the stands. She made her way through security, and down in to the arena. The sun was blazing, and the crowd was gathering at a steady pace. The stage was set up for the opening band. A virtual unknown, just to warm the crowd before another band came on, a little more well know. Then it would be Jon and the Boys' turn to take to the stage. She weaved her way to the front of the arena, and was let in to the Golden Circle Area. There weren't so many people in here as it was still early. She managed to get right to the front and made herself comfortable, swigging from a bottle of water she had the good sense to purchase as she had arrived.

Summer of 69 was blaring out over the speakers, and she smiled. The weather was gorgeous, and she stood right at the front, in the centre, about to see the man who had helped her through countless hours of heart-ache growing up in a difficult family setting.

Her mother was an alcoholic, drinking herself to death at thirty four and her father abandoned her and her mother when he couldn't cope with cleaning up every morning when her mother had been on one of her binges. Penny would always put a Bon Jovi tape into her Walkman and turn the volume up full blast, while throwing away empty bottles and cans, cleaning the house while her mother slept off yet another hang-over. When the doctors had told her she would be dead in a few short months if she didn't cut out the drinking, her mother just drank more and more, until one day Penny woke up to find her dead on the sofa hugging a bottle of gin. In a sad way, it was a relief. Her mother was never really there for her growing up and as an only child, she just let her self get lost in the music of the 80s. She had grown up with bands like Bon Jovi, Def Leppard, Motley Crue and Poison, and was a sucker for a guy with long hair.

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The warm up band made their way on to the stage and took their places. They played a short set for about half an hour, before the next band came on. This was another of her favourite bands, so she started to really enjoy the music. Looking around her, she noticed the arena was packed solid with fans.

After the second band had finished, their equipment was taken off stage and Bon Jovi's roadies set up the stage for them, which they opened up more at the back, where Tico's drums were already set up, and the big screen at the back was flashing huge red smirks. The tension was rising in the stadium. Penny checked her watch, they were due on stage in the next ten minutes or so. Her heart started thumping in her chest. This wasn't her first Bon Jovi concert, but this was the closest she had ever been.

Suddenly, the crowd let out an enormous cheer as Richie, Dave, Tico and Hugh made their way on to the stage and took up their positions. The opening bars of "Last Man Standing" echoed around the arena, and then, there he was, on the bridge just to the right of her, Jon Bon Jovi, dressed in a tight black tank-top and and pair of jeans that she was sure must have been painted on, showing off that perfect arse.

Come see a living, breathing spectacle
Only seen right here
It's your last chance in this lifetime
The line forms at the rear
You won't believe your eyes
Your eyes will not believe your ears
Get your money out, get ready
Step right up, yeah you, come here

She sang her heart out, along with the thousands of fans in the arena, but she felt like she was the only one there

You ain't seen nothing like him
He's the last one of the breed
You better hold on to your honey
Honeys, don't forget to breathe
Enter at your own risk, mister
It might change the way you think
There's no dancers, there's no diamonds
No this boy he don't lip synch

The whole arena erupted in to the chorus

Here's the last man standing
Step right up, he's the real thing
The last chance of a lifetime
Come and see, hear, feel, the real thing

Jon continued to walk up and down the bridge, playing to the crowd, giving it all he had. Then he noticed her. She was breath taking. Even from up on the bridge, he could see her big brown eyes, and her gorgeous, chess nut hair, tumbling down her back. She had a gorgeous figure. He could tell she worked out. He winked at her and saw her gasp, and smiled at the t-shirt she was wearing, "Slippery When Wet", "I bet she is" he thought. He had decided right then, she would be the one for the kiss. But that was to come later, for now he just carried on playing the rest of the song.

Jon made his way back to the stage for the next song, "Rocking all over the World", followed by "You give love a bad name", all the while giving the audience everything they longed for. He kept looking down at her, watching her singing her heart out, waving her arms and swaying to the music. "God, she's gorgeous" he thought to him self, trying to concentrate on the lyrics. It was proving difficult. He kept watching her lips move and wanted to know if they tasted as good as they looked, all soft and full.

The band went on to play a couple more songs and when the opening bars of "Born to be my baby" started, Jon made his way down the bridge, and in front of the lucky few in the Golden Circle area. Singing in that sultry voice, he made his way slowly along the line of screaming fans, holding their hands and singing each word as if for them, and only for them. He secretly couldn't wait to get to that gorgeous brunette, but he was biding his time, he wanted the timing to be perfect.

He edged closer and closer to her, and Penny could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She was actually going to be able to touch him. She couldn't believe it as he got to the girl next to her, just as Richie started the solo. Jon moved a few more steps and was just in front of her. He looked deep in to her eyes. They were the sexiest eyes he had ever seen. He took the back of her head, and slowly bent his head to the right, and gently kissed her lips, flicking his tongue over the fullness of her bottom lip, groaning in the back of his throat. She parted her lips, letting him dip his tongue in to her mouth, tasting her. He felt a stirring in his cock. "I was right, they do taste as good as they look." he said in her ear. "Will you stay behind after the show so I can have another taste?" Penny just nodded, dumb-founded. He flashed her a sexy smile and carried on with the rest of the song.

She couldn't believe what had just happened. All around her, women were cheering her. A few just stared in disbelief, with glints of jealousy in their eyes. She had to hold on to the bar in front to steady her legs, which had turned to a jelly. Her heart was pounding so hard, she thought it would burst right out of her chest.

Richie and the others noticed a change in Jon the rest of the show. Knowing him as well as they did, they knew it had to do with that gorgeous woman in the front row, the one he had spent longer kissing than he ever had any others. He had always done "the kiss", it was part of the show, but never before had it lasted that long, there was a definite glint in his eye, one they hadn't seen in a long time.
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After the second encore, the guys left the stage to rapturous applause. Jon had turned to Penny and winked at her again just before they disappeared backstage. A few minutes later, a tall man walked over to her and asked her to follow him. She couldn't believe what was happening.

She followed him, all the while pinching her self to make sure she was really awake, and hadn't fainted during the kiss. She was led to a small room, and was asked to wait there and told "Mr.B, will be with you shortly, make yourself at home." She thanked him and after he left, went over to a table in the corner of the room, laden with fresh fruit and a bottle of chilled, white wine. She poured herself a glass, swallowed it down in one. Pouring another glass, and one for Jon, she then sat down in a plush chair. The events of the past couple of hours and the wine was making her head start to buzz.

She sat there for a few more minutes, and was beginning to think this was a joke and got up to leave when the door opened, and in walked a freshly showered Jon. Dressed in black jeans and a tight baby blue t-shirt, which showed off his musclular chest to perfection. Penny felt her breath catch in her throat as he slowly walked in to the room.

Concert Day

Penny woke up early on the day of the concert. Not that she had slept much the night before. The excitement of being within touching distance of the man of her, and millions of other women's dreams was too much to bear. She looked over at the alarm clock, 6.30 am. "shit" she said, "Twelve and a half hours til the concert, and Jon and the Boys aren't on until 9ish." she said out loud, then shook her head, realising she must have sounded crazy.

She grabbed the remote off the bed-side table and flicked on the T.V. The news was on and she browsed through the channels to see if there was anything on. "What a load of crap," she thought. She stretched and got up to go to the bathroom. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and noticed the bags underneath her eyes. "Eww!" she exclaimed. "Gross! I'm gonna have to go shopping for some new clothes AND make-up now. Oh well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do!"

She went to the kitchen and half filled the kettle and flicked it on and popped two slices of toast in the toaster. Grabbing a mug off the drainer, she spooned instant coffee in the the mug, "Too early to be messing about with fresh coffee," she thought. The kettle boiled at the same time as the toaster popped up. Making herself a breakfast of marmite on toast and coffee, she wandered back to bed and curled up under the duvet and settled down and watched early morning cartoons. After finishing her toast and coffee, she lay her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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A few hours later she woke up, and glanced at the clock, 10.32, "damn it," she said and jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom, turned on the shower and decided on a quick one and would pamper herself when she had been shopping. Drying off and dressing in a pair of faded cut-offs which showed her long tanned legs and a pink tank-top, she slipped on a pair of flip-flops and pulled her long dark hair up in to a high pony-tail, grabbed a pair of sun-glasses and her bag and headed out the door.

Driving through town, she parked in the multi-story car park and made her way to her favourite salon, Sally's. Sally was a friend of hers who she had known for a few years and would fit Penny in any time she wanted and would always give discounts, and free products out when ever she was there. In return, Penny would put the word around and show off her hair and nails or waxing or whatever treatment she had done that day, just to drum up some business. "Hi babe," Sally called from behind a perm she was in the process of doing. "Hey sweetheart," Penny answered, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Hows business?" she asked. "Good thanks, been busy, what with it being summer and all. What time are you setting off for tonight?" "I'm leaving Oxford at 5ish to get through traffic, then I'm gonna rock the night away!" "You lucky girl, I'm so jealous!" Sally said and called over to Chloe to take over from her so she could start on Penny's waxing, nails and hair.

"Okay, lady, where do you wanna start?" Sally asked. "Legs, hair then nails please, babe." she answered. "Sure, no problem. Just give me a minute to get the wax warmed up and we'll get started." Just as she sat down, Penny's phone buzzed in her bag. Flipping it open, she saw that it was Bell. "Hey babe, what's up?" "Nothing, hon, just checking you're ok and if you need me to do anything for you before you leave." Penny could tell Bell was worried from her voice. "Babe I'm gonna be fine, I promise. The only thing I might do is sleep with the singer if I get my way," she joked. "Ha ha, very funny," Bell laughed down the phone. "Just promise you'll keep checking in with me, please, babe?" her voice pleading. "I will, stop worrying so much, sweetie, I'm gonna have the best night of my life. I love you, Bell." "I love you, too, babe. Have a great time, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" " Will do honey, take care." she said and flipped the phone shut.

"Now then," said Sally, coming back with a trolley with all the things she needed for waxing. "Let make sure Jon notices you, shall we?" Setting her professional hands to work, she waxed her legs and underarms, cut and blow-dried her hair and gave her a full manicure and pedicure, all the while they chatted about the concert. "I still can't believe I'm going to be close enough to smell him!" Penny said. Butterflies were starting to appear in her stomach now with the excitement. "You may even be one of those lucky ladies who gets a kiss," Sally replied, while packing up her things and heading for the till so they could settle up. "I wish, hon, there are literally thousands of people there, I doubt very much if I'll be that lucky." Penny replied. She kissed Sally goodbye with promises to ring and tell her all about it tomorrow, and left the salon to continue on her shopping spree.

She went to her favourite store and browsed the rails, and decided on a pair of sexy low-rider jeans, which she would wear with her cowboy boots and her favourite Bon Jovi t-shirt. Going up a floor to the under-wear department. The whole floor was full of beautiful garments. She picked up a sexy lace set in baby pink. The price tag was higher than she expected, but she had the money, so why not treat herself? she thought. Working as a secretary for the local law firm was an ok job, but it didn't give her the excitement she craved. Still it paid the bills and was paying for this under-wear and the concert. The concert, she thought, glancing at her watch, "Shit," she whispered to herself. It was 1.30, and she still had to get home, eat, shower, change and apply make-up and check all the last minute things before setting off. Paying the cashier, she made her way back down in the lift and on her way home.

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The band was doing a sound-check for the show tonight. The sun was shining and they were in good spirits, despite Jon's hay-fever. "Fuckin' allergies," he said, sneezing for seemed like the hundredth time that day. "Hey man, are you gonna be ok?" asked Richie. He had never seen Jon this bad before. "Yeah, I'll be fine, I'll live." he replied, his eyes all red and swollen, "I'll take some more shit before the show. Hopefully no-one will notice."

They ran through the whole set list, while all the lights and equipment was checked to make sure everything ran smoothly. They always put on amazing shows for the fans and this tour was to be their best yet. When they were satisfied that everything was perfect, they headed backstage to chill out before the show. They each went to their dressing rooms to shower and change.

Jon stood under the water and let the spray run over his body, on to his shoulders and down his back, letting the heat un-knot his muscles, which were tense from the fight he had had on the phone with Dot earlier this morning. She had rang him, asking him to talk to Stephanie, who had taken the divorce badly, and was being defiant to everything her mother was telling her. Staying out late on school nights was her latest stunt. Jon had tried to talk to her but she had made up her mind that she was going to do what ever she wanted and there was nothing that he could do to stop her. She was so like her mother, beautiful and strong-willed, but this was the root of the problem. She had grown up with both of her parents telling her to stand up for herself, and now she was, Dot felt like she was losing control over her only daughter. A blazing row had followed, ending with Jon slamming the phone down after she had accused him of not taking enough responsibility for their daughter. Jon's response was "let lover boy deal with it!" He now had a knot in his stomach, felt sick with guilt. They had always pulled together in decisions involving their kids, but he had woken up feeling rough, and this was the last thing he needed. He decided to ring Steph on her cell phone later and try and talk to her when Dot wasn't around. Even though he didn't admit it out loud, Stephanie was his favourite. The fact that she was so much like Dorothea made it much harder when their family had started to fall apart.

Punching the wall, angry at himself for letting Dot know how pissed off he was, he finished showering and sat on a chair, pulled out a cigarette, lit it and took a long draw. "Damn it, woman!" He was trying so hard to quit, smoking wasn't good for his voice, but he really felt like he needed this. "I'll try again tomorrow," he promised himself, resting his head on the back of the chair, took another deep draw, and closed his eye. "Hey, Jonny!" Richie tapped on the door, pulling Jon sharply from his thoughts. "What, asshole?" he answered a little more harshly than he meant. "You ok in there?" Richie ignored the abruptness in his voice, as he knew about the fight this morning. "Yeah, sorry bud, give me 5, ok?" Jon answered, his voice softer. "Sure man, no problem."

Jon stubbed out his cigarette, and stood to get dressed. He chose a black tank-top and spray-on jeans, and his black boots to open the show with. Brushing his perfect teeth, he took one final look in the mirror and took a swig of anti-allergy medicine "Let's get this show on the road," he said to his reflection. He turned on his heel and headed out the door to meet the rest of the band.