Chapter: 49 The Mind Wanders Where The Heart Can't Go

Ashley and John were in the shower for a while trying to remove all the gritty bits of sand off of them and out of their long hair. When they were finally finished, John threw on a pair of shorts on and Ashley grabbed an Alabama t-shirt she liked to sleep in and a pair of panties and put them on. It was getting late,  and they were both exhausted. They curled up together under the blanket on John's bed. He turned on the fan to blow right in their faces and they  drifted off to sleep.

Richie and Angela were up until 4 a.m. she really had worn him out. Her reputation for being a wild cat in bed was pretty accurate and Richie realized that John was not exaggerating one bit. He had always thought there was no way some of the shit she was into could be true. He was sore in places he had never been before. Bright red passion marks all over his body. Not to mention the newly acquired claw marks he now had up and down his back.

Ashley woke up early to get an early start. She pinned up her hair and quickly hopped into the tub. She took a quick bath and got out. She had just dried off when a sleepy John made his way to the bathroom to pee. "Hey baby." He mumbled still half asleep.

"Hey John. Good morning." She smiled at him noticing his sexy chest hair since he still didn't have a shirt on.

"I'm fixing to get dressed and make us some breakfast."

"Thanks baby. I'm going back to bed for a little bit." He mumbled walking back to the bed like a zombie. She went into the kitchen and made a big breakfast and went into the bedroom to wake him up. He was knocked out, snoring a little as she entered the room.

 She laid down beside him. "John it's time to get up." She spoke softly in his ear, running her hand through his chest hair. He smiled but didn't make any move to get up. So she started to tickle him.

"I'm up!" He blurted out. "What smells so good?"

"Come in here and see." She grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen.

"I cooked Bacon, eggs, grits and biscuits."

"I'll take everything but the grits." He made a face.

"What's wrong with the grits?"

"They look nasty!" He laughed.

"Oh you're such a baby!" She laughed. "Well you don't know what you're missing."


They ate their food and then she started getting ready for work.

"We need to talk." He looked at her as she was putting on her makeup.

"Okay." She looked at him intently.

"I enjoyed last night so much and this morning was so great. Baby please move in with me."

"I don't know John. You just got this place. I don't want to crowd you and I thought Richie wanted to move in."

"He does but I'm not sleeping with Richie! I want my baby here with me. So every night can be like last night."

"I'm not having sex on the beach every night with you John!" She grinned.

"You know what I mean, but I do want to do it there again. This is our place to do whatever we want. Nobody can tell us what to do here. At least say you will think about it."

"Okay I'll think about it." She grinned. Noticing how cute he was with his morning bed head.

"I need a smoke. I left my cigarettes in the car. I'll be right back." He got out to his car and opened the door and  noticed Richie's car in the parking lot. He grabbed his cigarettes off the seat and shut the door. And started walking back to the apartment.

He was looking at Richie's car wondering what the hell he was up to when Angela's apartment door sprang open. Richie stumbled out with her on his arm. She was barely dressed and not covering near  enough and Richie was missing his shirt. Hell he couldn't find it anywhere.

From this distance it looked like Richie was covered in hickeys on his neck and chest. He chuckled. He remembered wearing a few of them, from her himself. He wore them like a badge and couldn't wait to show them to all his friends along with the stories he would tell of whatever kinky thing she had him do with her.

 Angela was responsible for the way he was in bed, more than anyone else. Most of his knowledge about what women liked came right from her. He was young but he really knew how to please a woman. Not like some of his friends that just climbed on top of a girl and got their rocks off and got up. John took his time and usually made love for a while. He could start and stop and go all night if he wanted. He perfected that with Angela. He watched her ram her tongue down Richie's throat and push him back on the hood of his car. She almost straddled him right there as John watched unable to tear himself away.

As he stood there he remembered back to how frisky she always was and he found himself wondering just what they had been doing all night.

He watched her grab at Richie's crotch and he knew she didn't give a shit if anybody saw her. He slowly walked up the stairs glancing back at them going at it on the hood of his car and he could feel himself getting aroused, just watching them. Thinking of her, how she felt, how she tasted, how she made him feel. When he reached the door he was fully hard and he knew Ashley was about to leave so he didn't want her to know. He went in and sat down with a couch pillow over his lap.

Ashley walked through from the bedroom. Damn she looked hot and he even felt himself  get a little harder. "Oh shit she needs to leave so I can take care of this." He thought.

"Well I'm leaving, I'm gonna miss you John."

"Okay." He mumbled  with a fake grin on his face.

She leaned in to kiss him and he gave her just a peck. On the lips instead of his usual full on kiss.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked with a suspicious grin.

"Nothing! Have a good day!" He replied with a grin that was guilty as sin.

"Are you trying to rush me out of here?"

"No but I know you have to go."

"You're up to something, but I don't have time to figure it out right now. Bye, I love you." She kissed him on the lips again and headed for the door.

"Come back after work." He yelled out as she went through the front door and closed it. He jumped up and threw the pillow down and went out front to see Ashley standing there watching Richie and Angela making out on the hood of his car.

 She looked mortified as she drove away.

John went back inside to finally relieve himself with a copy of a playboy magazine he had stashed under his mattress. Just a few strokes of his hand and the view of the naked girl on page 32, mixed with thoughts of Angela in bed, added with the way Ashley looked this morning in her short dress, and images flashing in his mind of him doing it with her on the beach last night and he was done.

Problem solved and the only evidence of it, was a rather large wad of cum laying on his belly. He wiped himself off, with some tissue out of a kleenex box and went to take a quick shower. He got out and put his clothes on.

He wondered how Richie was going to be on time to Galaxy though. He looked liked shit, hungover and out of it, earlier in the parking lot with Angela. "He better not fuck this job up for me!" He thought trying to brush his unruly mane of hair.

His mind suddenly had a lot of questions. How did he end up at Angela's last night? What had they been doing all night? Hell he knew the answer to that, Richie had been having the time of his freaking life. Just like he used to.

But still he wondered. He couldn't help but be curious. He knew Angela's body like the back of his hand. Richie didn't know shit about her. He didn't know what she liked. What made her cry out in ecstacy. He didn't want to be thinking it, but he did. "I wonder if she liked screwing Richie better than me?" He thought it and tried to push it out of his mind.

There was no way to compare now to then. He was young back then not the manly lover he was today. There's no way to compete with his love making skills now. And still his mind wandered where his heart couldn't go. "I wonder what it would be like to fuck Angela now?" He thought it and instantly felt guilty for even thinking it. "How can I be thinking that?" He questioned himself. He never loved Angela, the only thing they ever had was physical lust. He never gave a shit about her, not really. So he thought, until he saw Richie locked at the lips with her on the hood of that damn car.

"Was he jealous? Maybe. But John had a need to be the best, in everything he did. So it sort of bothered him that Richie was getting his sloppy seconds. He new damn well she was comparing Richie to him in bed and that pissed him off.  He was so much better now and she sure as hell didn't know that.

He was finished getting ready. He grabbed his wallet and shoved it in the back pocket, shoved his cigarettes and lighter in his other pocket, and picked up his keys off of the coffee table. He locked the door behind him and walked over to his 280 ZX. He glanced over at Angela's apartment and noticed Richie's car was gone.

"That asshole better be at the club. We still have a lot of painting to do." He mumbled to himself pulling out on to Ocean Avenue. He cranked up Van Halen, and his speakers began to vibrate the whole car. The concert was Friday and he couldn't wait to go and be seen with the hottest chick there.

Chapter 48: Fantasy On The Beach

John pulled back from the kiss. "Let's go get your stuff baby."

"Okay." She agreed.

John grabbed her hand as they were walking to his car. Richie jumped in the backseat and Ashley got in up front next to John.

They had driven about half the way to Ashley's house when John noticed blue lights flashing in his rear view mirror.

"Fuck!" He yelled, when they all heard the siren. "Damn it and I've been drinking!" He yelled out loud, really not wanting to go back to jail tonight. He pulled his Mustang over to the side of the road. And started mentally preparing for the worst.

"Just be cool man!" Richie urged, while shoving the joint he had gotten out of his pocket in between the seats.

When a familiar face approached his window. The cop that he had threatened to punch earlier.

"Hello again asshole! Do you know you were going 68 in a 50 mile per hour zone? Give me your license and registration!" John grabbed his license and fumbled in the glove box for his registration. He handed it to the cop and waited nervously for further intructions.

"I can already guess, but where are you guys coming from?" He asked with an obnoxious attitude.

"My apartment in Bradley Beach. I'm just taking my girlfriend home."

The cop leaned in a little. "Well hello again beautiful." He smiled at Ashley and really started to tick John off.

The officer smelled the unmistakable aroma of alcohol on John's breath. "Can you step out of the car?"

"Wait! Can I get out and talk to you?" Ashley asked hoping to help John.

"Sure baby, it would be a pleasure to talk to you."

"No Ash, don't!" John yelled out. Not wanting her to get out of the car. But it was too late she was out of the door walking around to the cop. And he leaned in. "You two stay in the car!" He ordered turning around to smile at Ashley.

"How can I help you darlin?"

"Sir this is all my fault, I'm in a big hurry to get home. My Dad has been very sick and he's not answering the phone. Please don't hassle my boyfriend over this I feel really bad. He wouldn't be out here if he wasn't helping me out."

"I smelled booze on his breath and witnessed him swerving. If I haul him in it will be a definite DUI."

"Oh please don't do that! He has to go to work tomorrow! I really don't want him to get in trouble because of me. Is there anyway you can just let it slide this time? Please I'm begging you!"

"Well I asked you for your phone number earlier and you blew me off. If you give me your number and promise to go out on a date with me, I might let him go with just a warning, this time."

"Yes sure, here's my number. I appreciate this so much! You just don't know how much!" She smiled at the officer.

Ashley scribbled her number down on the pad he put in her hand and gave it back to him.

He looked at the number as if to memorize it. "Well Ashley you can expect a call from me soon." He smiled looking her up and down. He walked over to the driver door. "Your girlfriend has explained the situation to me. I am going to just give you a verbal warning this time. So slow your ass down before you kill somebody! And let your girlfriend drive you home, before I have to run you in for a DUI."

"Okay thanks." John mumbled, a little shocked he was letting him go.

"Thank you." Ashley smiled at him. So happy he was letting John go.

The cop walked back to his car. And John opened the driver door and stepped out. "What did you say to him?" He asked looking directly in her eyes.

"That my Dad was very sick and we were in a hurry to check on him."

John smiled. "Well thanks baby, I really wasn't wanting to head back to jail tonight."

"I know and I didn't want you to go back either."

John walked around to the passenger side and Ashley got in and drove to her house. She parked in the street and hurried to her room to grab a bag and started throwing in stuff she needed for tonight and for work tomorrow. She paused in the hall and heard her Dad snoring. She went down the stairs and grabbed a pad off the counter and wrote her Dad a note and left it on the bar.

She hurried out to the car and John stepped out and grabbed her bags and threw them in the trunk. He glanced over at his parents house. He looked over at his motorcycle. He really needed to come get it and bring it to the apartment. He didn't see any lights on. He figured Tony was out with his friends and everybody else was probably asleep.

He felt a little bad about the way he had moved out. He felt better that he had talked to his Mom, but he still needed to come by and see his Father. He wanted to patch things up with his family. Even though he didn't always agree with their ideas. He loved them very much and knew they loved him.

He got in the car and Ashley drove up the road. It already felt like a different place. It no longer felt like his neighborhood. He had grown up and was on his way to being a real adult.

They pulled up at the apartment. John was the first to get out. He pulled the seat up for Richie but he had already slid out on Ashley's side.

"Do you want to come in Richie?" Ashley asked with a smile.

He figured she was just trying to be nice and that was the only reason she asked. He had to put some distance between him and her before he tripped up and let it out how he really felt about her.

"No darlin, I better get on home." He glanced at John, who was still giving him a cold glare.

"See you later." He walked toward his Camaro and cranked it up as they stood there watching him drive away.

John looked at her and smiled. Finally I have you all to myself. "Let's go walk on the beach."

"Okay. She smiled back at him.

He grabbed her hand in his. They walked through the parking lot and across the road. They kicked their shoes off and stepped onto the sand as the full moon shined down on them. They walked over to the water and John turned her around. "I'm sorry Ashley. I was an asshole tonight and I know you deserve so much better than me."

"Oh hush John. You don't have to apologize to me. I love you. It was just an awkward situation. So did you have a nice time with your old friend?"

"Yeah Angela is a really cool person, but she has a lot of problems. Her husband divorced her and she has had it kind of rough."

"Oh I am sorry to hear that. Maybe she will be able to find her someone sweet and cuddly like you."

He grinned. "Damn Ash, you don't describe a man as cuddly!" He chuckled.

"Why not? You are cuddly to me."

"I want to be described as tough, manly, or even sexy, anything but cuddly!" He laughed.

"How would you describe me?"

"That's easy, smoking hot!"

"Thanks but anything else?

"Smart, beautiful, and maybe my future wife." He looked at her kind of shyly waiting for a response.

"Oh John I'm sorry but I don't think I'll ever get married."

"Why the hell not?" He was astonished. All the girls he knew wanted to get married as soon as possible.

"Nobody stays together in my family and I don't want to go through a messy divorce."

John was a little disappointed. He had never pictured himself settling down. But since he had met Ashley the thought of doing it someday with her, had slipped into his mind a few times.


"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked studying his face.

"I don't know, it's just I haven't known you that long but I already couldn't picture my life without you."

"Aww that is is so sweet. Where did you ever learn to be such a sweet guy?"

"I don't know. You just bring it out in me, I guess."

"So you have your first day at work tomorrow. I can't tell you,  I haven't been dreading it. The thought of you working with Bret, leaves a bad taste in my mouth."

"Oh hush, Bret is harmless. He knows I love you."

"Well I did see him with a blonde at the club tonight. They seemed to be getting pretty cozy in the back." John grinned.

"See, I told you. Bret is not pining away for me."

"Good it's about time. But if you left me, I wouldn't be able to let you go." He pulled her closer to him.

"Well you never have to. John my heart is totally full when I'm with you. Nobody has ever made me feel that way."

He leaned in under the full moon and kissed her slowly with all the passion he was feeling in his heart. He pulled back just a little and she open her eyes to catch the gaze of his. "You make me feel that way too Ash. I know I don't always show it, but you are everything to me."

Richie had driven around the corner and stopped at a little beach bar called the Drift Inn. He went in and sat down at the bar. When a hand landed on his shoulder and caught his attention.

"Hello Richie." A voice called out behind him. He turned to find Angela standing there.


"Hello darlin, what are you drinking?"

"Bud light."

"Let me buy you another one he replied and  ordered two beers and turned back to her. "What brings a beauty like you into a dive like this?"

"Just a little depressed, I guess."

"You are too damn fine to be anything but happy all the time. What's going on?"

"Just tired of being lonely. The guys I am attracted to are always taken and I'm left all alone."

"I hear you. I'm having a little trouble with that myself. I'm absolutely crazy about this girl, but she's in love with a jerk that treats her like shit sometimes and she just waits around for him."

"Sounds like me. My husband ignored me and treated me like shit and I looked for affection elsewhere. It definitely got me in trouble a time or two. Are you seeing anybody Richie?"

"Nope I broke up with my girl and she's been jerking me around. She's dating  a drummer from from the house band at the Stone Pony, off and on. And she's been putting me off about us getting back together. I guess it's over."

"I'm sorry. That sounds rough. I've been missing someone from my past and he doesn't give a damn about me now. He parades around with his new girlfriend like I never meant shit to him!"

Richie wondered if she was talking about John, but he didn't ask. He wasn't in the mood to give a pep talk to needy woman who still had the hots for a teenager.

"Richie picked up his beer. "I vote we say the hell with them! Let's forget about them and have a good time tonight." He chuckled as he was really checking her hot body out.

She laughed and raised her beer and clanked her bottle against his. She began to notice how cute Richie was and what a nice smile he had.

The beach had cleared out and John  and Ashley seemed to be all alone. John loved looking at her under the moonlight. They walked down by the water holding hands. There was a section that had some sea grass growing and the sand was a little higher there. He walked with her over to the secluded spot. They sat down in the sand watching the water. The moon shinning down, lighting up the beauty of the view  before them. As he watched her smiling breathing in the salty sea air, he had never wanted her more. He looked at her with a passion she had seen before and she could tell all the signs were there. John was turned on and she was in trouble.

She grinned noticing the growing bulge in his skin tight jeans.

"What?" He laughed looking at her flirty grin.

"Looks like you have a problem." She laughed looking between his legs.

"Not for long I don't!" He pulled her over to him and laid her back right in the sand. But they were both too turned on to even notice it sticking all over them. He laid on top of her and kissed her. His tongue rolled against hers and she felt a tingle take over her whole body as he stopped and started licking her neck and his hot whiskey soaked breath whispered, "make love to me Ashley, right here, right on this beach."

"She sat back up. She wanted to say no. She wanted to stop him. What if somebody walked up. But she couldn't. Her need for him, her wanting for him to be inside her right now, stopped her from caring about anything but the two of them.

"Okay. She answered in a breathy whisper as he unbuttoned her top and unfastened her front closure on her bra exposing her breasts and hardened nipples to the night air. He laid her back down and reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off and slid his finger inside her to feel her heat and see how ready she was for him to fuck her right here on the sand. He had always wanted to do it on the beach but no one would ever go all the way with him here.

She gasped as he added another finger and she was so wet and ready for him. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down a little and exposed himself to her fully erect. She took him in her mouth and paid special attention to the head as she rolled her tongue around it and he moaned outloud as she pleasured him until he was about to explode. He pulled her head away, and pushed her gently back onto the sand. He laid down on top of her positioned himself to enter into her hot wet heat. He paused and she whined not wanting to wait for him to fill her totally up. He pushed inside her and she screamed out. It felt so damn good and she was so turned on. He moved his hips and thrusted hard and deep as she wrapped her legs tighter around him, right above his nice rounded ass, that she loved so much. He rammed into her full force, as she begged for more. The thought of them getting caught only seemed to turn them on more. She tightened around him and began to lock on to him and convulse around his engorged cock as her orgasm shook her body to the core. He couldn't take any more. "Aww Fuck! Oh Ashley!" He moaned out as she milked every ounce of cum out of his body. He gently laid on top of her kissing her as a totally satified look took over both of their faces.

He laid beside her and they realized they were covered in sand and would probably never be able to remove it all.

John looked around quickly to make sure nobody had seen them. He laughed. "Damn my fantasy has always been to fuck right out on the beach."

"Well we did, I'm so happy I could help you make your fantasy come true." She grinned.

"Being with you is my fantasy. Sometimes I can't believe you are really mine."

"Well I am and I've got sand in every crevice to prove it! She giggled. Now we've got to go shower and get rid of it all!" She laughed, standing up shaking her hair out.

They fixed their clothes and knocked off what sand they could. Walking back to the apartment he looked at her and knew he had never felt so much love for anybody.

Walking up to the door, he stopped her at the top of the stairs. "I love you Ashley. That was so good baby,  I can't believe you let me do it with you, out on the beach."

"I love you too John, I wanted you so bad I just had to have you right there." She smiled at him.

He unlocked the door and they walked inside. She seemed to be deep in thought.

"What's wrong baby?"

"I don't know I just wonder if the only reason you love me is because I have sex with you?"

"Of course not. I loved you  before you ever slept with me. I felt like I loved you even before you agreed to go out with me. Ever since I met you. You are all I can think about."

"I think I loved you before we were together too."

"Come take a shower with me. Let's get all this sand off." He pulled her toward the bathroom.

"Okay she smiled."

Richie and Angela had gotten to know each other better and after loosening up over a few beers Richie made his move. He surprised her with a kiss that wiped the smile right off her face and piqued her interest as to what else he might be good at.

"Wow you're a great kisser Richie. Let's go back to my place. I have a bottle of wine you can help me drink."

"Okay yeah. That sounds good to me."

They got up together and walked outside and drove both cars back to her apartment.

When they went inside Angela pushed Richie on the couch and straddled across his lap kissing him with a passion he didn't think he had ever experienced before.

She pulled back and he looked at her with big wide eyes knowing he was fixing to spend the night in this wild cat's bed. She had been the focus of many of his wild dreams, when he was younger. As he was fascinated with the stories, that John told him of his wild adventures with her. But he was sure no matter how kinky she was, or what she might want him to try. He was certain of one thing. After watching John and Ashley all over each other tonight. He was horny as hell and ready for anything.

Chapter 47: Wish I Had Johnny's Girl

John turned to find Angela sitting at the bar beside him.

"Hi Johnny, Richie mentioned you guys were coming here to hang out. I haven't been here in ages. I'll buy you some tequila shots. It will be like old times. Remember when I bought all of your alcohol for you and you hung out at my house all day?" She laughed thinking back about John begging her to buy him some beer.

When John saw her here, he thought back on how she got a little too needy and obsessed and would follow him around on his dates with girls his own age.

"Hey Ang, yeah I remember that. I would really appreciate it. I spent all my money moving in my new place. I'll pay you back."

"No worries. I'm sure you will. Or I might come up with something else for you to do."

Ashley watched John smiling and at this woman and she could tell they seemed a little closer than he had told her. Feeling like a third wheel she stood up with her champagne and walked back over to the table in the corner.

Drinking her glass down quickly and ordering another one from her server.  She looked up as Richie plopped down across from her.

Richie looked over at John and Angela carried away in conversation. "Hi I'm sorry I drug you guys here. I didn't mean to start a fight between the two of you. And I guess I'm the one who mentioned to Angela we were coming here."

"You're not to blame, for this Richie. He's mad at me, but it wasn't my fault the cop asked me out. I told him no. And now he seems to be having a great time with his long lost neighbor."

Ashley looked up at the bar and John hadn't seemed to notice she had walked away. She had her eyes locked on Angela. "Do you know her very well Richie?"

"Angela? No not that well. I didn't even recognize her today. She cut her hair, It used to be a lot longer. She was friends with Johnny's Mom."

"Really? How did she get so close with John?"

"Her husband worked a lot and she paid him to cut the grass and do odd jobs around the house for her. All kinds of stuff." Richie replied with the hint of a smirk on his face.

She was watching Richie's expression and it was obvious he knew more than he was letting on.

"There's something going on with this woman, and I don't like it. You know something Richie. I can see it all over your face."

"You really need to talk to Johnny about that. I never went over there with him."

They heard a loud uproar of laughter and turned toward the back wall.

"What's going on over there?" Ashley asked turning toward the noise.

 A table in the back had a lot of people standing around. A tall lady stood up with a turban like thing on her head. "That's all if you want any more readings you have to walk down to my shop." The lady spoke to the small crowd gathered around her.

John glanced around looking for Ashley and saw her sitting at the table with Richie. He was still in a bad mood from the run in with the cop, and Angela was a loose canon, insisting on bringing up their past together. So he thought it was best to keep his distance from Ashley right now. Before she heard something he would spend the rest of the night explaining and apologizing for.

"Who is that woman, Richie?" Ashley asked looking at this strange looking lady carrying a deck of cards.

"Madam Marie, her shop is right up the road she reads palms and tells fortunes. She read mine once, but she freaked the shit out of me!" He laughed and took a sip of his beer.

"Oh Lord, my Mom used to get hers read all the time. I've never done it. How much is it?"

"A couple bucks, I think. It just depends on what all you want her to do."

A very pretty girl walked up to the table with long brown hair. "Hi Richie, haven't seen you in a while. How's Erica?"

"I don't know, we broke up. We were trying to get back together but, I don't think she knows what the hell she wants."

"Oh sorry to hear that. How's Johnny?"

"He's good, this is his girlfriend Ashley."

"Hello I'm Danielle."

"Nice to meet you." Ashley replied wondering if she had been with John too, since she asked about him.

Her Mother walked over. "Danielle are you ready to go?"

"Yes I am." Good to see you Richie." Danielle turned toward Ashley and smiled at her, she noticed John's ring on her finger. "It was great meeting you."

"You too."

 "You should come down for a reading. It's a lot of fun."

"Yes Ashley we would love to do a reading for you. Let me see your hand."

Ashley hesitated, but held out her hand for the older lady.

Madam Marie closed her eyes holding Ashley's hand palm side up. Her eyes popped open quickly. "Ashley please come down to my shop. I want to do a full reading on you, free of charge. I just want to get a closer look at your fortune. No strings attached."

"I don't know, I'm not really into that stuff."

"What would it hurt to find out a little about your future dear?"

Ashley looked over at John still talking and laughing with Angela. She thought some insight into her new relationship couldn't hurt.

"Okay."  She hesitated. She turned to Richie. "Will you go with me? I don't want to go by myself, but l'd like to do it."

He looked over at John still sitting with Angela as he was slipping his arm around her back. "Okay I will, but I ain't getting a reading done!" He chuckled.

"Let's go then." Ashley announced and they all walked out of the Fast Lane and down to the little blue shop.

"Sit down my dear." She pointed to a purple velvet chair and Ashley sat down. Nervous and feeling a little bit nauseous.

She pulled out a big ancient looking stack of tarot cards. Not the smaller deck she used at the club. She lit some candles and laid some cards in front of Ashley. "Give me your hand."

She reluctantly complied and had a nervous knot in her stomach.

"You are not from here."

"No." Ashley replied and thought she could have known that from her accent.

"I see trouble in your past. Your heart has been broken. So much hurt and disappointment for a young girl. Your love line is long and strong with a good connection to your past but you give too much and get hurt very easily."

She picked up a necklace with a medallion on it and twirled it in front of her and said a few words in a language, she did not understand. She dropped the necklace and laid a stack of cards in front of her and told her the shuffle them and make four piles.

Ashley shuffled the cards and laid down 4 little stacks.

She flipped over the first card. "The card of lovers. Are you in a new relationship?"

"Yes."

"And you want to know if his feelings are real?"

"Maybe, yes I do." She mumbled, embarrassed that she didn't fully trust what John was telling her.

"It's a strong bond, lots of attraction between you. I feel the love and especially the passion you feel for each other. "

Do you have anything of his with you?"

"This ring."

"Can I hold it?" Ashley handed it to her. "Oh he's creative, maybe an artist?"

"He's a musician." Ashley replied.

"Very talented and I feel the love he has for you." She handed her the ring back and laid out the second card.

"The three swords through the heart. You have had alot of grief and sadness in your life. And I sense some sadness right now."

"We had a little fight. It was nothing."

She turned over card three.

"The moon. You are being deceived in some way. Someone isn't telling the truth to you. Don't trust anyone. Trust your intuition, if it doesn't seem right, listen to your heart. Bad energy comes through to me with this card. I sense pain and suffering. A very bad vibe."

The fourth card she grabbed and turned over.

"The tower is a bad sign. I see uncertainty and maybe heartbreak.  Lies and deception revealed I see you running away. Ashley this sign is very strong. You shouldn't be here. This is not a good place for you to be. Pain will definitely find you here!"

Richie stood up. "Come on Ashley." He grabbed her hand leading her out the door. "You're damn crazy lady!" He yelled at Marie.

"Ashley please listen to me nothing good can happen with you staying in New Jersey!" Madame Marie yelled out the door, hoping to caution her."

Ashley followed Richie but she couldn't get the old woman's words out of her head.

"Don't listen to her Ash. Everything is going to be okay."

They stepped out of the little shop and Richie took his jacket off. "Here put this on you look cold."

"Thanks." He slipped it on her. They walked back to the Fast Lane and sat down on the front steps.

"Wow what a bitch! I told you she freaked my ass out! I never went back!" Richie exclaimed. "Just ignore the shit she told you. None of it is going to happen anyway."

Ashley seemed white as a ghost.

"Are you okay, what's wrong?"

"I was with my Mom one time when she had a fortune read by a voodoo priestess in New Orleans and she didn't do a reading for me but she grabbed my hand and told me I had bad things in my future. So now that someone else has told me the same thing I am just a little freaked out."

"Maybe it was that stuff with Jake and when you fell and got hurt. But that's how they make money. They get people all upset and probably charge you to undo a fake curse or something."

She laughed. "Maybe, I guess you're right."

John had drank a few tequila shots with Angela. He wasn't feeling any pain. He looked around for Ashley, but didn't see her. Bret walked out with a smoking hot blonde on his arm. "Good he thought, maybe that asshole will leave my girl alone now."

"I'm going back to my place Johnny. I don't have any grass for you to cut, but there are plenty of other things I need you to do. I've really missed you and all the time we spent together. All these younng girls benefitting from the things I taught you. I'd just like a little taste of it for myself."

John grinned. "I'm sorry Angie it was good catching up with you, but Ashley is my girlfriend and I love her. I just couldn't do that to her. So I'm sorry but I'll have to pass."

"Are you sure we don't have to tell your little girlfriend." She smiled at him.

"No I can't. Look Ashley and I are the real deal! It's not like in high school when I let you intimidate all my girlfriends and scare them away. I really love this girl. And one day she is going to be my wife. So please Angie, no crazy shit! I'm not just a dumb horny kid anymore! You don't want to push me!"

"Okay I get it. Ashley is a very lucky girl. I always knew you would turn out to be a heartbreaker, Johnny Bongiovi. I just didn't know it would be mine getting broken. Bye Johnny."

He gave her a small grin. "Bye Angela, I'll see you around."

Angela left out the side door. John sat at the bar finishing his drink. Thinking about how crazy he used to be about Angela until she got a little out of control."

He got up and stumbled out the side door for a smoke. As he walked up front he stopped to talk to a guy sitting on the hood of a car, when he noticed Richie and Ashley huddle up on the front steps.

 Sitting side by side and smiling at each other. It looked like Ashley had his jacket on. He always knew Richie had a thing for her. He would deny it but he knew the truth. He stood there watching them, wondering just what in the hell they were up to."

He slowly walked over to them. "Hey Ash I was looking for you. Where have you been?"

"That fortune teller lady wanted to do a reading for me. So we went down there."

"We, you mean you and Richie?" He asked with a little attitude.

"Yeah you were busy catching up with your old family friend, remember?"

"Yeah I just didn't know you even left, I was just worried about you."

"As you can see, I'm fine."

"Okay are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, let me go to the bathroom first." She walked back inside.

"So what did Marie tell you about your future Richie? Did she tell you, you better watch your fucking back?" John slurred a little as his jealous anger was getting the best of him.

"What the hell are you talking about Johnny?"

"Why the fuck is she wearing your jacket?"

"She looked like she was cold, so I offered it to her! Damn man what's your problem?"

"I know you still have a damn thing for Ashley! And don't you fucking try to deny it!"

"You're drunk man! You need to lay off the fucking booze!" Richie stood up.

"I'm not too drunk to see my best fucking friend would love to be with my damn girlfriend!"

"You're crazy! But if you care about your girlfriend so damn much! I wouldn't ignore her to flirt with some nightmare out of your past! You do remember how it ended with Angela right?"

"Oh I remember and I set her straight tonight!"

Ashley walked outside and noticed the tension in the air. "Here's your jacket Richie, thanks again."

Richie smiled at her. "You're welcome darlin."

John's face was showing what is heart was feeling as he glared a little at Richie.

"What's going on John?" She questioned seeing the look on his face.

"Nothing. Stay at the apartment with me tonight."

"I can't, I've got to go to work in the morning. I don't have my stuff."

"I'll take you by your house to get it."

She smiled. "Okay, but don't park in my driveway. My Dad still has it out for you."

"Okay, let's go." John replied.

"What about David?" Richie asked.

"He already left with some chick." John answered finishing his cigarette and throwing it on the ground.

He took his jacket off and wrapped it around Ashley. "Are you mad at me? I know I was an asshole to you earlier."

"No I love you John. I know how moody you are sometimes." She replied with a grin.

"Moody? Baby I'm not moody. You have me confused with horny." He chuckled.

"Oh John." She shook her head and laughed.

"So what did old Marie say about your future. That you are lucky to have found your true love and you need to stay with him forever." He smiled at her.

"No all my cards had bad stuff on them."

"Well I wouldn't worry about it, she's full of shit anyway. She told me I was destined for great things and I haven't done shit yet!"

"I think you are destined for great things John. You just have to be patient. Like I was when I waited for you to come along." She pulled him in for a kiss.

Richie couldn't seem to take his eyes off of Ashley. The smell of her perfume was still lingering on his jacket. "God she smells so good." He thought as he watched her move in to kiss John.

Realizing just how lucky John really was, to have her. How beautiful and intelligent she was. How he wanted to find a girl just like her. How he really wished he could have her for himself. "I know I could make her happier than Johnny." He thought to himself as he was watching them. He realized John had opened his eyes during the kiss to find him staring at them. So Richie quickly looked away, puffing on a cigarette, as they continued to kiss. He was very thankful, that his best friend couldn't read his mind right now.

Chapter 46: Breach Of Security

"What's that look for Ash?" John asked sliding his tshirt on.

"I don't know John, I got the feeling she was flirting with you. How old is she?"

He laughed. "She's 32, I thought you were going to try not to be so jealous?"

"I just got a creepy feeling about her. And the way she was staring at your chest. And how gorgeous she thinks you are now!"

"Oh is my baby jealous? Come here baby sit on Johnny's lap." He sat down on the couch and pulled her down on his lap. "Oh Ashley, I don't think you have any panties on!" He reached under her dress.

"No stop John!" She giggled.

He pulled her dress up. "See I knew you didn't have any on. You've got to be punished. He acted like he was going to spank her but just started rubbing her backside.

"I'm serious John." Ashley broke free and stood up. "Did that woman have the hots for you or something?"

"Well I am good looking and irresistible." He smiled at her.

"You are, and you're also are avoiding my damn question!"

He laughed. "I'm not, but I am still starving and you didn't feed me!"

"John I'm serious, I don't want you keeping things from me. I'm a big girl, I can handle it."

He knew she thought she meant it, but he didn't want to tell her. It would become a whole big thing and he wanted to avoid it if he could. He never had anything serious with Angela he was just young and willing and Angela was married, unhappy, and lonely at the time. But at 16 when he was basically having an affair with this married, older woman, she got a little too obsessed with him and the girls his own age he was going out with. After seperating from her husband and then losing the house. She disappeared from his life. And after a couple of weeks he barely noticed she was gone.


"Angela is an old family friend and she is just very friendly."

"Uh huh, well you just make sure you let her be very friendly to somebody else!" Her brow rose as she was giving him her best I'm serious, don't mess with me look.

"Forget her, where were we?" He asked grinning. "Oh yeah your handsome boyfriend put a ring on your finger and was trying to ask you something."

"Okay go ahead, what?"

"I know it would be a big step but I really would love for you to move in here with me."

"I've thought about it. But I don't think it's a good idea. We might get sick of each other.

"How could I get sick of you? If you could look inside my heart, you would see just how much I love you. So there's no way I could get tired of you."

"Aww, that is so sweet John. I love you too."

"Then move in with me! I need you Ashley, here with me." He grabbed her bare bottom under her dress.

She smiled. "Hey! Is that what you want me around for? Just to be some sort of sex slave for you?"

"No baby of course not! I mean 3 or 4 times a day will be plenty!" He laughed.

"Wrong! I don't think you are that kind of lucky!" She giggled.

He laughed. Oh I'm very lucky! And here you stand with no damn panties on!" He grabbed for her and she ran to the bedroom. He ran after her and grabbed her and they fell on the bed kissing. A loud knock rang out from the front door.

"Fuck!" John yelled. Who the hell could it be now? This place is like Grand Central Station today!" He jumped up to answer the door. Ashley collected her lace underwear and went in the bathroom and locked the door.

John pulled open the door and David stood there.

"Oh really bad timing Lema!" John emphasized as he opened the door wider letting him enter.

"Richie's with me he's downstairs talking to your hot apartment manager."

John walked to the bedroom door and heard Ashley running bath water in the bathroom.

He turned back to David as Richie walked in.

"What's up man?" Richie asked grinning.

"Not a damn thing with you guys barging in. Ashley's taking a bath."

"Sorry you don't have a phone, we couldn't call first." Richie replied.

"It's Okay. I've got to get one as soon as I get paid."

"Man that manager of yours is so damn fine. And she seems to really have the hots for you, Johnny boy! She said to tell you hello from Ang."

John just started smiling. "That's Angela man, she used to live in my neighborhood. She was the hot blonde that lived across from me, in the house where Stacey lives now." His grin got wider.

"Oh hell the married lady you were banging when her husband was at work?" Richie mumbled trying to keep his voice low. With his eyes bugging out of his head. "I thought I had seen those legs before!" Richie grinned.

"Yep that's her, but Keep it down. Ashley met her today and she's suspicious as hell and I don't want to have to explain all that shit to her!"

"Okay got it. We just came by to see if you wanted to hang out over at the Fast Lane tonight. I know you're still broke, it'll be my treat."

"I don't know man, we were just hanging out here. I don't know if Ash would want to. "Hold up." John walked to the bedroom and gently knocked on the door. "Ash?"

"Yeah, who was it at the door?"

"Richie and David. They want to know if we want to go hang out at the Fast Lane for a little while?"

"If you do we can." She replied, relaxing in the tub. "But you can't start anything with Bret if you see him!"

"Yeah yeah, that asshole better stay out of my face!"

"I'm serious John!" She barked through the door.

He walked into the living room. "She said okay."

"Cool." Richie replied sitting down.

"We need to get serious about that Battle of the bands at the Spectrum. If we really want to enter." John sat down looking at Richie.

"I do, I'll have my hundred bucks, this week." Richie replied.

"I'll have mine this week and Tico got paid for working at the dock, so he's in."

"David is hoping his Dad is going to come through, for him." Richie grinned.

"Lay off he said he would, so he will!" David replied.

"And I know you are still pissed at Alec but he was flashing a major wad of cash at the club, so I know he would be in, if you let him." Richie spoke up, because Alec asked him to.

"I don't know how awkward it would be for Ash to be around him."

"Around who?" She asked entering the room and filling the air with the scent of her tantalizing perfume.

"Hey baby. We are talking about Alec. They are having a battle of the bands at the Spectrum in Philly next month and we have to get a band together if we want to enter. But it's a 100 entry fee per person and it's hard to find people with that kind of money. Most of us are just broke muscians. But they will pick four from here to compete with the four winners from L.A. for a chance at a 20,000 dollar prize. We don't expect to win it all. But if we win this round we get a first class flight to L.A. and we get to stay at a fancy hotel for for at least four days. It will be like vacation to Paradise. I've always wanted to go to California and hang out on the beaches there. I would be in heaven."

He smiled just talking about going to California. It had always been a dream of his to get out to L.A.

"Wow L.A. huh?" She asked.

"Yeah and I had asked Alec to play with us, before I found out about the tape, he recorded of us."

"Look if you really need him, it's fine with me. I don't care for him, or want him around me. But I could tell by the smile you had on your face,  just how much this means to you."

"Are you sure baby?"

"Yeah, so go ahead, I know you're good enough to win the whole thing!"

"Thanks baby. I'll talk to him and see if he wants to still do it. Maybe he'll be at the club tonight."

"I can't stay out too late, I start my new job tomorrow."

John hated to be reminded that she would be working with Bret.

"Yeah don't remind me." He mumbled.

John changed his clothes and Ashley freshened her makeup up a little and they all piled in and took John's Mustang to the Fast Lane.

As they were on the way there a car pulled up beside John a revved his motor a little so John took that as a sign he wanted to race. "Damn I think this dude wants a piece of me!" John laughed revving his motor.

Pulling away at the next red light John mashed the gas and all four of their heads hit the back of the seats, as he pulled ahead of this dude in a dark 4 door with a souped up engine.

Out on the highway this guy tried to really pull out ahead of John, but he was having none of it as he powered ahead of this guy and swerved a little in front of him to let him know who was on top.

John looked in his rear view mirror with a smile as he crowned himself the winner. That's when the smile was totally wiped off his face when he saw about six police cars with the lights on headed up behind him. "Oh fuck!" He yelled as he was pulling over.

"Damn it John!" Richie yelled. "I've got a damn joint on me man!"

"Stash it down in the seat!" John yelled as he came to a stop. And his car was surrounded by six different policemen with guns drawn directly at them.

"What the fuck is this?" John yelled looking around at all the cops pointing guns at him.

"Get out of the car now! A cop yelled as John's door was flung open. Put your hands on your head! John got out and was grabbed and handcuffed and thrown onto the hood of his car and patted down. David was pulled out and treated the same way. John watched as a cop grabbed Ashley and took a little too much time patting her down. And reached under her dress and was getting a little to personal with her.

"Don't you fucking touch her man! That's my girlfriend!" He yelled.

"The cop replied. "You shut the hell up junior!" And continued his quest for anything hidden on her body.

Richie was pulled out and patted down and handcuffed and placed by the hood of the car. And an officer half searched the inside of the car and trunk.

A big guy came forward to talk to John. He grabbed John's driver's license. "Have you been drinking today son?"

"No." He replied with plenty of attitude under his breath.

"Let me see you walk in a straight line."

Which John completed like a pro.

"See I'm not drunk! Now what the hell is going on?" John yelled. "You use the whole police force, with guns drawn to stop a few kids from racing now?"

"Son you were just racing an armed transport team. We are relocating a top security inmate to a different prison and you have breached the security of the transport.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry, when the driver revved his motor I thought he was just a punk wanting to race. I didn't know you were transporting a prisoner!" John tried to explain.

The handsy cop was walking away with Ashley.

"Where is he taking my damn girlfriend?" John yelled squirming in his cuffs.

"You need to calm down unless you want to spend the night in the slammer!" The big officer replied.

John huffed as he watched the cop smiling at Ashley as he was talking to her and asking her questions he couldn't hear.

They were each questioned individually and it was determined they were not trying to hijack this top security prisoner they were uncuffed and allowed to stand by John's car. Ashley was the last one released and it was really wearing his patience thin as this young cop blatantly flirted with her right in front of John. When he asked for her phone number John came unglued and was thrown in the back of the police car, when he threated to punch the cop.

Ashley refused to give him her number and the guy finally released her and John was allowed to exit the police cruiser, by an older officer that sympathized with John's situation.

The young cocky officer got in John's face. I'll be watching you!" He gave John a dirty look.

"Well if you take that damn badge off, I'll give you a close up view right now!"  John yelled and jerked forward at the cop, as Richie tried to hold him back.

"John please stop!" Ashley begged trying to help Richie hold him back.

The older officer approached John. You are all free to go. Sorry for the inconvenience."

John was having a hard time controlling his temper by the look on his face.  Richie shoved him in the driver side door. "Damn that motherfucker pissed me off!" John yelled pulling away.

"You are lucky he didn't haul your ass in! I thought you were going to get some tickets!" Richie laughed digging his joint back out of the seat.

"What was he saying to you Ash?" John asked turning to look at her and swerving a little out of his lane.

"Nothing really."

"I can tell your lying, I'll turn around and go ask him my damn self!" He yelled at her.

"He asked me to go out with him."

"I knew it, I could tell by the way he was fucking looking at you!"

"I told him no. Please calm down!"

John tried to calm down the rest of the way to the Fast Lane but he was still pissed off. He got out and slammed his door.

Ashley walked over to him. "Are you mad at me?"

"No but it pisses me off he thought it was okay to fucking touch you and ask you out, right in front of me!"

"Forget it John, it's over!"

They walked inside and went straight to the bar. Ashley pulled out the card Bret had given her, and ordered her a champagne and John a beer.

"I don't want you using that damn thing!" He looked at her still angry from earlier.

Richie patted him on the shoulder. "Come on man don't take it out on her! And it's free booze! Who cares where she got the card."

John smiled.  "You're right! Order me two tequila shots Ash!"

"She looked at him with a questioning glance. "John no, you don't need any tequila!"

"She's right man, you will get sick as a dog!" Richie replied.

"You two sound like a fucking commercial for alcoholics anonymous! He looked at Ashley with hard eyes. "Just order me the fucking drinks!"

"Okay." She ordered the drinks and took her champagne and went to a corner table to sit by herself. She saw Bret coming her way and wished she could hide.

"Hey baby."

"Oh Bret please don't call me that!"

"Why the hell not? I have always called you baby and it's never bothered you."

"I just don't want John to hear you. Look we got pulled over by the cops. One was flirting with me and John is really in a pissed off mood, at the whole world apparently. I'm sure he will try to pick a fight with you. Please don't let him. For me okay?"

"Okay but if he swings on me, I'm going to deck his skinny little punk ass!"

John was sitting at the bar watching them.

Ashley closed her eyes and shook her head as she drank down the rest of her champagne.

"I'll see you later." Bret smiled and walked away. Ashley stood up and went back to the bar for another glass of champagne.

"Well what did your boyfriend have to say?" John asked swigging  the last of his beer.

"You're my boyfriend John!"

He just looked at her. "Order me another tequila."

"No! I'm not going to!" She looked at him getting a little angry herself. "I'm not gonna watch you get drunk as Cooter Brown on Tequila and show your ass again John!"

When a female voice on the other side of him rang out. "I'll buy that tequila for you Johnny." John turned to see who it was.