"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.
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