Chapter 90: Sorry About Last Night

"Oh my God John! You said you were getting a superman tattoo!" Ashley stood there totally shocked.

"I was going to, but when the guy pulled out a sketch pad to show me a bigger version of it, this Ashley tattoo was the first thing I saw. I knew I had to get it." He studied her face to try to figure out if she was happy or not. "So tell me! What do you think?"

"Well uh, it's beautiful." She smiled as she looked it over still so surprised he wanted to mark his body with her name forever. "I really like it, but I just can't believe you went and did it!" She continued smiling and started shaking her head.

"Good I'm so glad you like it. I really wasn't sure what you would think and I didn't want you to be mad at me or something." He smiled with relief that she seemed pleased.

"Mad? God no! I'm shocked though. I mean, I come back expecting to see superman on your arm and find my name on your back!"

He grinned. "Oh I'm still getting superman! Just not today."

The tattoo parlor owner walked over and put a new bandage on and taped it up.

"Thanks man. I really appreciate it." John's happiness was showing all over his face as he walked to the door and turned around. "Hey I'll be back soon for the other one!" He exclaimed floating on cloud nine,  feeling the rush of finally getting his first tattoo.

"Thanks for the business. Come back anytime. I'll take care of you."

They walked outside the shop.

"So how bad was it really?" Richie curiously asked with a grin wanting to get one soon himself.

"Not that bad. It burned a little, kind of felt like a vibrating bee sting, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be."

"Good 'cause I want to get mine soon. I just got to decide what I want. I know I want a guitar and maybe something else." Richie seemed excited about his decisuon.

"Cool. I'll come with you. Just let me know." John replied and looked over at Ashley, who just began to yawn and put her hand over her mouth.

"You tired baby? We can call it a night." John propped himself up on the building waiting  for her reply.

"I'm a little tired, but we don't have to leave yet."

As soon as she got the words out she yawned again. "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night."

"We can go home, it's okay. I can see you're exhausted." He turned to Richie. "I guess we're out of here man. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay come by my place after lunch, I'll be up."

 John put his arm around Ashley and started walking to his car. He glanced back to see Richie and Stacey walking back over to the beach. He smiled.  "I just can't get used to them being together."

"They're cute together. Richie is a great guy for her and he gets her mind off of Dalton."

"She's not still hung up on that prick is she? Because Richie doesn't really need her jerking him around." John informed her with a serious tone as he pulled away from the parking lot.

"He hurt her going right back to his old girlfriend. But I think she is doing okay with the situation. I know she really likes Richie."

"Good she just needs to lay him and forget about the other dude."

Ashley smiled and giggled a little. "You really are a typical guy John. Sex doesn't solve everything."

"Well it does with me." He grinned. "You take tonight for example, if we go back to my place and you take advantage of me, well, let's just say I would be a very happy man."

"Me take advantage of you! I think you are confused. It's you that always wants sex!"

"No it's not for me baby. It's a service for you. I just want to make sure you have all the lovin' you need. Let it never be said that John Francis Bongiovi Jr. doesn't keep his woman totally satisfied, at all times." He laughed.

"Okay well, I learn something new every day. We keep having sex just to satisfy me and all this time I thought it was just for you to get your rocks off." She giggled.

He laughed. "Nope. What kind of guy do you think I am? But you look like you need some lovin' tonight. Unless you're too tired?" He really hoped she wasn't though.

"No I'm not too tired." She replied and slowly turned to look out the window.

"Are you okay. You have seemed kind of out of it lately." He questioned.

"I'm just a little nervous about going to the doctor Tuesday. They have to do a bunch of tests and I hate doctors and hospitals."

"Do you want me to go with you? I could take off. I know Harold would be okay with it."

Ashley felt like a deer caught in the headlights.

 "Oh my God! He can't go! I've got to ask the doctor for a pregnancy test!" She thought. "I've got to think of something quick! He can't find out! Not yet!" She reasoned in her head. "It's okay John, Stacey is going with me. You would be bored to tears." She said with relief. "God hopefully there is nothing to tell. He doesn't want any kids and that would be the end of us for sure!" She thought as she nervously looked at him, hoping he would just drop it.

"Okay, but I'd go if you need me to." He assured her with a little smile.

"That's sweet but I'll be okay." She forced a little smile back at him.

"Oh my God! I can't be pregnant at eighteen years old! I barely know this guy!" She looked over to sneak a glimpse of him driving. "There is no way he's ready to be a father!" She thought and turned back to the window. As she tormented herself wondering just what in the hell she was going to do if she really was pregnant.

John pulled up into his parking spot in front of his apartment. They got out and walked up the stairs and went in. "I'm going to take a shower. Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back."

"Where would I go?" She laughed a little as she watched him walk to the bathroom.

She heard him singing in the shower but she couldn't quite make out the song. She fixed her some juice and sat down on the couch waiting for him. She just finished her drink when John appeared standing in front of her in just a towel and leaned back on the bar.

She looked up and swallowed hard the little lump that was forming in her throat at the mere sight of him.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" He smiled as his chest hair glistened from the hot shower he had just taken.


"Stop it! You know good and well what you're doing to me." She answered but couldn't take her eyes off his luscious chest and then the visible bulge under his towel.

He grinned and reached up and smoothed down the hair that ran along his belly and smiled a little. "Oh what this?" He ran his hands up and down his chest. "I don't know why it turns you on so much?" He lightly chuckled. "Take this off." He motioned to her top. She turned around with her back to him and he saw the zipper and gently tugged it down. He anxiously awaited for her to reveal the two more than ample breasts he knew were hiding behind the black low cut top she wore.

She pulled the material down a little and she quickly tried to cover her breasts with as much of her right arm and her hand as she could.

He was always amazed at how beautiful she was, but still so very shy at the same time about certain things.

'Why are you doing that? He asked. "You're gorgeous baby." He reached for her arm and moved it down by her side as he lowered her shirt a little more to reveal her gorgeous full round breasts. "Oh my God Ash your tits are perfect." He reached up and put both of his hands on them and gently massaged them as he became fully aroused under the towel. He put his hand over his pulsing cock and gave it a couple gentle strokes. "Take this off." He pulled down on her black pants until they hit the floor. She was left standing in a lacey pair of black underwear that wouldn't be between the two of them for very long.

He laid her down on the couch and started kissing her. The passion he felt for her driving him wild. His hands fondling her beasts until one sneaked its way down between her legs. Two very eager fingers pushed the lace away and entered her. This caught her by surprise a little as she felt herself getting wet from the anticipation that he would soon be moving his cock deep inside her.

"Oh John." She moaned as he began to forcefully thrust his two fingers a little deeper.

"Do you like that baby?" She felt his heated breath bounce off her neck. Then he began to whisper in her ear as little goosebumps popped up all over her body. "Does that feel good? Do you want me? Are you ready for me to fuck you?" He whispered in her ear, knowing talking dirty to her, really turned her on. "Tell me! Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He commanded.

"Oh God John yes." She answered with a small little moan in his ear. She felt her body gyrate just a little. She wanted him. She needed him deep inside her. She wanted to feel him hit the bottom as he pulsed in and out of her.

He removed his fingers and ran his hand up and down the head and shaft lubing it with her hot juices. He entered her as she moaned and he let out a grunt as her heated core surrounded his cock and her tightness began to pull at his swollen shaft and he began to moan in her ear. "Oh Ash baby I love you." He thrusted into her a little deeper each time and she cried out from the sinful pleasure that was taking over her body. "Oh John! Ohhhh! She moaned wildly.

"Oh you feel so good. Oh yeah so hot and tight!" He wanted to control it but it felt like he was already going to explode.

 Oh yeah! oh yeah baby! I feel it! You turn me on so damn much! You're going to milk my dick!" He thrusted deep and pulled out. "Damn your pussy is on fire. I can't stay in there long you are going to make me cum."

His throbbing dick glistened as he rested it on her belly and deeply began to kiss her. He gently pulled back from the kiss. "I love you Ash. Was it feeling good?"

"Yeah John. It was feeling so good. You are an excellent lover." She giggled knowing he loved when she told him how great he was.

"Wait are you kidding?" He grinned.

"No you are the best I've ever had." She giggled again.

"Well that ain't saying much since I'm the only one you have ever had." He chuckled.

He stood up and pulled her off the couch and laid her over the arm of it. He caressed her ass with his hand. "Damn I love your ass baby. It's so fine!" He gave it a good smack leaving his hand print stinging there.

"Hey!" She looked back. "Damn it John! That hurt!" She protested.

"Sorry baby I got carried away. I'll be more gentle I promise." He rubbed the red welp he had just put there, even little strokes with his hand. "I'm sorry." He told her once more. Then he gently pushed his way inside her from behind. She felt herself being stretched to the limit as he was totally rock hard, along with the still throbbing pain where he had just smacked her ass. "Oh John!" She moaned grinding back into him as he pushed in deeper. Her moaning got louder as he penetrated deeper inside her. It felt like she was on fire. "Oh baby this is the best feeling in the world." He moaned as he began to thrust in to her more forcefully as her moaning got louder and louder. All of a sudden loud banging interrupted their lovemaking.

John pulled out amd turned to hear just where the sound was coming from. One of the guys from next door was banging on the wall.

"Damn it! We are trying to watch t.v. over here!" Blake from next door yelled and a bunch of guys started laughing.

John hit the the wall and yelled back, "fuck off!" Then he grabbed Ashley's hand and pulled her toward the bedroom. "Come on baby. That asshole next door is just jealous 'cause he ain't getting laid!"

"I'm sorry John, I was getting pretty loud. I didn't mean to!"

"Hey don't worry about it! He shouldn't have his ear glued to the damn wall anyway. They party all the time over there and I never say shit about how loud they get! So fuck him!"

Ashley laid down on the bed and covered herself up. "I'm just a little embarrassed. I mean they know what we're over here doing."

He smiled. "What is it? Some big secret? I love you girl and I want to make love to you every chance I get. Don't worry about that dumbass over there. If he could get laid he would be and not be spending his time worrying about what we're doing." He smiled. "So forget about him, just focus on me and how much I love you and want to show you, how much I do."

"You really love me?" She smiled at his loving words.

"Of course. I love everything about you." He ran is fingers slowly down her arm and gently headed to the hot sweet spot between her legs.

"John no!" She pushed his hand away.

"What's going on?" He stood questioning her.

"I'm sorry! I can't! I just can't get into it with a room full of guys listening to us do it!"

"I told you it's just you and me in here. I'm not worried about them! If they hear something, oh well! I don't give a shit! And you shouldn't either!"

"But John! No! Not with them listening! Please don't be mad, but I just can't. I'm sorry." She looked down, away from him.

John had a totally frustrated look on his face. Are you fucking serious right now? Damn it Ashley! I can't believe this shit! Who gives a fuck what they hear?" He yelled knowing she was going to leave him hanging with no relief in sight. He stormed off to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

Ashley got off the bed and found her clothes by the couch and put them on quickly. She was done with this for the night. After 10 minutes of stroking himself in front of the mirror. John muffled a moan as he shot his wad into the sink. Really proud of the size of his dick and the amount of  cum that just came pouring out of it. He got in the shower and cleaned up once again. Still a little pissed that their night was ruined. He walked out and found Ashley sound asleep. She was exhausted. He instantly felt bad for yelling at her. He laid down beside her and gently stroked her soft hair as she continued to sleep peacefully. He had to apologize first thing in the morning. He felt really low. He didn't mean to get that upset. "Damn it!" He thought. "I have to make it up to her."

Morning came and lit up the bedroom waking Ashley.

 She eased herself off of the bed lightly she grabbed some shorts and a t-shirt off of the dresser. She went into the bathroom and got dressed. She opened the door and looked at John as he peacefully slept. His  mane of hair scattered wildly across the bed. His hairy chest was exposed as he was only half covered by the blanket. "Damn he is so fine. I am so lucky to be with him. I should of just done it with him. Maybe I shouldn't have cared what Blake and those guys heard." She thought and lightly walked to the door and gently pushed it open, trying her best not to wake him. She went to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice. She downed it quickly and headed out the door to the beach. The early morning sun was calling her name.  As she went down the stairs she noticed Blake's car door open and him sitting inside it. A little embarrassment took over her face as she knew she had to pass him.

"Well damn! How is it possible you're already up? All that noise you were making last night, I figured Bongiovi really wore you out!" He chuckled. "Did he give it to you good enough, because I am an expert in that area and I could really show you some things Bongiovi is too young to know yet!" He laughed. "Come over anytime. My door is always open for you!" He chuckled.

"Just shut up Blake!" She shouted and tried to hurry beside his car to get the hell away from him.

"Wait Ashley! I'm just kidding," He jumped up and grabbed her arm. "I'm sorry. I was just teasing you. I couldn't hear that much. But when I did hear you moaning it really turned me on. And when I finally fell asleep, I dreamed about you last night. You know Johnny isn't good enough for you. Right?"

She pulled her arm away. "Don't touch me!" She snapped and turned to go toward the beach.

"Don't run away like a little girl! I'm serious! I would treat you better!" He yelled to her as she walked out of the apartments onto Ocean Drive.

She walked across the street and took her flip flops off when she got to the other side. She wanted to feel the sand between her toes. She walked toward the water as the sun was getting brighter overhead on the unusually warm November 1st morning.

 She walked along the water thinking about last night. "Had she let John down? Would he still be mad at her today?" She looked around and noticed she wasn't alone. She started to feel very uncomfortable. A guy in the distance was watching her and she could barely make him out.

Worried, she started to walk in the other direction to put a little more distance between her and this guy. She glanced back and noticed he had begun walking her way. Fear instantly took over her heart as she spun around and ran right into someone almost knocking her down.

"Are you okay baby?" John asked noticing she seemed upset.

"Yeah I was just coming back to the apartment. I just wanted to get a little fresh air." She glanced at the guy and noticed he was walking in the other direction now.

"I'm sorry about last night. Are you mad at me because I wouldn't do it with you anymore?" Her eyes scoured his face waiting for an answer.

"No. I'm so sorry Ash, I shouldn't have yelled at you. It wasn't your fault. I know it's different for girls. Guys don't care who hears them having sex. Are you mad at me? I totally deserve it if you are?"

"No I'm sorry too. You were right. Blake is an asshole. I know I shouldn't care what he hears us doing. I love you and you are all that matters to me." She glanced back to see where the guy was now and he was gone.

"I saw Blake out by his car." He pointed  across the road. "He was mean mugging my ass. Did he say anything to you?"

"Nothing I care to repeat. That's for sure. Let's walk back to the apartment."

"Okay but come on, you have to at least, tell me what he said to you." John gave her his serious look as the salty air blew some of his long curls into his face and he pushed them back.

"Not if you are gonna try to fight him!" She replied with emphasis on fight.

"Okay I promise. Just tell me!" He got a little louder growing impatient with her.

"Just that he was listening to us have sex and it was turning him on. He said he could teach me some stuff, that you don't know. And that he dreamed about me last night."

John's face showed he was getting a little pissed. He took a deep breath trying to blow off a little steam to keep his control. "He wishes and he better keep dreaming 'cause in real life he ain't got no damn chance with you! I'm really getting sick of that jerk off and his friends."

"Don't get into it with him again John! Just let it go. Okay? Please for me."

"Come on." He grabbed for her hand and they started walking back.  As they approached the apartments, a part of him was hoping Blake was still outside.

"Are you hungry? I have had a craving for blueberry pancakes, ever since I saw those juicy blueberries in your fridge." She turned to him and smiled.

"Yeah my Mom brought them by. She knows I love blueberries."

"Me too. I'm gonna make you some special pancakes."

They made their way up the stairs. Ashley was very relieved to see Blake was nowhere in sight. She waited behind John as he fumbled for the keys in his pocket.

Once inside Ashley started some coffee brewing. "I need a mixing bowl." She announced as she looked through his cabinets, but didn't see one.

"Check under the sink." He looked up from where he had plopped down on the couch, infront of the t.v.

She mixed up the pancake batter and added some of the blueberries and a special ingredient, some peanut butter. They started cooking and the aroma surrounded John on the sofa. "Man those smell good. Could you make me some bacon too? It's in the bottom of the fridge."

"Okay sure." She grabbed the bacon and soon had it frying on the stove. John watched her as she flipped the pancakes and took special care not to cook the bacon too long. She seemed happy and content to be making breakfast for him.

A while later, Ashley sat the plates on the table.

"Oh baby this looks so good." John sat down, quickly taking a bite. I taste the blueberries, but there's something else in them."

"Yep." She smiled.  "Peanut butter, it's how my Memaw makes them."

"Wait. You had a memaw?" A broad grin took over his face.

"Yep I still do. She taught me how to cook. She practically raised me. She was there for me when my mother couldn't be bothered. She's just very old now, and not doing so well.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I love your pancakes.  I've never had them like that before." He shoved some bacon in his mouth and Ashley poured them each some orange juice.

"Do you want some of my bacon baby?" John asked noticing she didn't have any on her plate.

"No, I'm okay. You eat it." She replied feeling a little bit nauseous from just the smell of it.

"Thanks baby for making breakfast and to show my appreciation, I am taking you out for that dinner I promised you."

"You don't have to. We could stay in and just get a pizza or something."

"No way! I'm taking you out and showing you off." He grinned finishing up his bacon.

"Okay, but do I need to dress up for this dinner? I don't really have anything  that fancy over here."

"Whatever you want to wear will be fine. You look beautiful in everything."

"Where are you taking me? So I'll know what to wear."

"Oh no! It's a surprise! It's a little fancy. That little black dress of yours would be perfect."

"Okay well I need to go by my Dad's to get it."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"No just drop me off. I'll drive back here. I don't want you and my Dad getting into it again. It won't take me long."

"Okay if you're sure."

"Yeah. I'll be fine. Can you give me at least a hint, where we are going? Please! Pretty please John."

"Well it's in the city. We are going to have a great time and you're going to love it." He smiled.

She smiled really big. "Oh I am so excited!"

"Good. You deserve something to make you happy." He grinned and she stood there soaking in just how gorgeous he really was. His long hair cascading down his shoulders and back. His strong chiseled handsome features on his face. The way he looked into her eyes like he could see right into her very soul.

"I love you John. Thanks for planning this I know this is going to be a perfect night." She flashed her perfect smile at him.

"You're welcome Ash. I love you too. I want to keep you happy."

"Can you take me home in a little bit?"

"You want to go now? Why this early?" He questioned like it was absurd. "We're not leaving until it's almost dark."

She grinned. "Yes, I have a million things to do!"

"Okay I guess! Women! Too much high maintenance! It takes all of you too dang long to get ready for something! I can be ready in thirty minutes and that's with a shower and fixing all this hair!"

"Well good for you. I need more time. I want everything to be perfect."

"Well if it's perfect, I must be getting lucky tonight."

"I'm sorry about last night John. I promise tonight will be special. Anything you want."

"Anything? Really? 'Cause I have some ideas!" He blurted out quickly.

"Oh Lord!" She exclaimed and started laughing.

"What?" He questioned with a little attitude.

"You and your dirty mind." She giggled.

"Oh you love my dirty mind. I don't remember any complaints from you." He grinned.

"Nope. Not a one from me. I love every little thing you do."

"Really?" He pulled her to him. "What about this?" He ran his tongue along her neck. "Is this good?"

"Uh huh." She answered as he moved up toward her ear. "And this?" He ran his tongue across her earlobe.

"Oh John!" She moaned just a little when it started turning her on.

"Oh Ash." He pushed her down on the couch and passionately kissed her as his tongue ravaged inside her mouth. "Oh Ash! I want you! I've got to have you!" He ran his hands all over her body.

"Okay." She moaned. All turned on and excited by him.

John jumped up. "Well okay that's it! That's all you get for a quarter!" He chuckled.

"What?" She looked up confused. "I thought you wanted to do it?"

"Yeah I do and I did last night too, but let's just hold off til tonight. It will be more romantic." He smiled.

"That's not like you." She replied trying to get a hold of herself and her longing to be intimate with him right now.

He grinned. "Oh I get it. You can't control yourself. You see all of this and you go wild." He pointed to himself and laughed.

"Oh I'm totally fine waiting."

"I don't think so. I can see it in your eyes. You loved it. You wanted me, you were grabbing my ass." He smiled really big.

"Maybe a little but I'll be fine. I was fine last night when I turned you down." She smiled.

"Oh you want to play dirty do you?" He began to tickle her.

"Oh God John stop!" She laughed uncontrollably until he let her go.

"God I love you." He turned to her. "So tell me how you feel about me."

"I love you." She answered.

"No, those are just quick easy words to say. I want to know, how I really make you feel."

"What do you mean? You're crazy!" She laughed.

"I'm serious. When you walk in a room I lose my breath. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and I know I don't deserve you and if you ever come out from under this spell I have you under I don't know what I will do."

"Aww John! That's so sweet. I feel that way about you. The first time I saw you with Richie, I was so drawn to you.  When I looked into your eyes I had to turn away. It was like you could see everything I was thinking. Stacey said you had a girlfriend and my heart sank. I thought, whoever Dorothea is, she must be the luckiest girl in the world."

"But you gave me the cold shoulder. You blocked me at every turn!"

"You had a girlfriend! I'm not a cheater. No matter how much I was attracted to you, I couldn't cheat with you. I know first hand how that feels and I just couldn't do that to somebody else."

John got real serious for a moment. He felt bad about sleeping with Patty, and wanted to come clean with Ashley. "What if you were really drunk and you accidentally slept with somebody else?"

"Yeah good one John! People don't accidentally sleep together! I couldn't ever do that! If I felt the need to cheat, then I didn't really love you and it would be over. I can't live like that!"

 The certainty in her voice shook him a little but he had to ask. "And if someone cheated on you but knew instantly it was a mistake."

"There's no coming back from that. I can't be with a cheater. I won't let myself, so please whatever you do, don't even put yourself in a position of maybe cheating. I love you more than anything in this world John, but if you cheat on me, we're over!" She looked him right in his eyes and his heart sank because he knew she meant it.

'Damn it!" He swallowed hard  trying to push down his feelings of regret and remorse. It truly didn't mean anything to him. He was totally drunk and had just gotten carried away. He shoved Patty off of him. He didn't mean for it to go that far. He didn't even get off, that night. But he knew down in his heart, Ashley would never forgive him. He could never take it back. "Fuck! What have I done? I can't lose the best thing that has ever happened to me! I just can't!" He heard inside his head, as he felt pain in his heart. Knowing how much it would hurt her to find out he had already betrayed her.

Chapter 89: New Tattoo

Ashley was standing nervously between Bret and Richie, watching the door for Jon to return back inside.

"What is your boyfriend's problem Ash?" Bret asked leaning his back up against the bar. "I mean he was really going overboard. He's lucky we didn't let him go. That big guy would of kicked his ass for sure."

"I don't know. John has a hot temper. He's very jealous, but I know he loves me." She replied and glanced back at the door. "What could be taking them so long?"

"Easy girl you've got it bad for this dude and I just don't get it. He's a hot head, he's scrawny as hell, and he is so damn full of himself."

"Stop it! He ain't scrawny!"

"But you admit he's full of himself!" He laughed.

"Maybe a little." She smiled and was caught off guard by Keith walking up to her.

"Hello beautiful, I hope you realize your boyfriend must be confused. Whatever some guy did to you, it definitely wasn't me."

"I'm sorry. He is just on edge. We couldn't see the guy's face, but he was your build and his boots were almost identical to the ones you have on."

He looked down at his boots. "Yeah a lot of people have these. Just wanted to make sure you knew it wasn't me." He smiled hoping to put her at ease.

"Okay thanks." She replied half heartedly still wondering if she really could believe this stranger.

John and Patty appeared and her heart skipped a beat. She hoped he had calmed down enough not to go after Keith again.

"Are you okay now?" She looked at him and he only glanced at her, mumbled, "yeah" and quickly turned to Keith. "If I was out of line I'm sorry, but I lose my head easily about my girlfriend."

"I totally understand. I'm just not that sort of jerk."

"Okay. I'll drop it because Patty asked me to and we go way back. But I will be watching and if I even see you look at Ash sideways, you'll have to deal with me." John looked up to face him eye to eye, to get some kind of sign he understood.

"No problem man." Keith was very agreeable and walked over to Patty.

"John turned back to Ashley. "I'm sorry baby.  What did you ask me?"

"Just if you were okay."

"Yeah. I'm good."

"I really don't think it was him John."

"Okay, let's just forget about it. Come here." He pulled her in to him and wrapped his arms around her. " Have I told you how sexy you look tonight?"

"Nope not lately and I'm feeling very  neglected." She faked a pout.

"Well I'm sorry. You are easily the sexiest chick here. Do you forgive me for showing my ass in here earlier? I just hate the thought of anybody trying to mess with you baby. I love you so much." He smiled up and personal right in her face and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Oh God Jon!" She protested.

"What?" He chuckled.

"You slobberd on my nose!" She wiped at her nose with one of her black gloves she was still wearing.

He laughed. "Well that's what they call a big wet one!" He chuckled. "You know you're ruining my romantic moment?"

"Really? Romantic huh?" She asked playfully.

"Yeah I know tonight hasn't gone like I really wanted it to. Let me make it up to you tomorrow night!" He seemed to get really excited about the prospect of making it up to her. "We can go out on a formal date. Some place fancy. Somewhere I can show you off a litle, but not too crowded. I want you all to myself."

"You don't have to take me anywhere John. Even with everything that happened, I had a great time, just because I was with you."

"And I appreciate you lying to my face but it has been a shit show and you know it, but tomorrow night will be special. I want to show you what you mean to me Ashley. Please let me make this up to you." He began begging with his eyes. She was no match for his baby blues.

"Okay." She smiled. "But please don't spend a lot of money! It really doesn't have to be fancy. McDonald's is fine with me."

"Damn you really have no faith in me what's so ever, if you think my fancy date could be at McDonald's." He laughed and put his arm around her. "I am going to take my beautiful baby out on a date she deserves. So stop fussing, because you ain't going to win this one." He smiled and it seemed to light his face up.

"Okay. It sounds wonderful. I love you John."

"I love you too. Let's go hunt a beer. I'm thirsty. You want some champagne?" He asked walking toward the bar.

"No I'm okay. My stomach has been feeling a little funny. I think it's something I ate." She looked at him hoping he wouldn't push her about it.

"I'm sorry baby do you want to take off? We can go home if you're not feeling good."

"Get your beer. I'm okay."

"Alright if you're sure?"

"Of course I am." She smiled at him, perching herself up on a barstool.

Stacey and Richie walked up to her. "Wow that guy, so could of kicked Johnny's ass!" Stacey lowered her voice just enough that John couldn't hear and let out a small giggle followed by a chuckle from Richie.

"Oh hush! He was trying to fight for my honor, you can't fault a man for that!" Ashley proudly defended him.

"Well your man is always trying to fight somebody! John has been thrown out of this club for fighting more thimes than I can count!" Stacey laughed.

"Really?" Ashley asked curiously. "I love him, but he's not big as a minute." She looked up a Richie. "What the heck is he thinking?"

"Oh hell, I don't know. He doesn't take anybody's shit. He might get his ass beat, but he goes down swinging." Richie chuckled.

John walked up. "What are you three talking about?" He asked and took a swig of his beer.

"Nothing just you and your affliction." Richie grinned.

"What the hell are you stammering about Little Richard?" John asked with a widening smile.

"You know all the complaints you have had about your small pecker."

John laughed. "You are so full of shit Sambora! But I ain't even worrying about your warped sense of humor tonight! Ashley knows better. Your lies won't work on her tonight!" He laughed.

Ashley had a questioning look on her face. "He's teased you before about the size of it?"

"Yeah. We went a club in the city called CGBG and we met some girls and he told them that shit!" John exclaimed and fake punched Richie on the arm. "That chick looked at me funny all night!"

Richie laughed. "Yep you didn't get any that night! Well you got something if you count the black eye Dot gave you later at the beach!" He laughed.

"What? She hit you?" Ashley asked astounded.

"No! She kicked me, but she didn't mean to. She was practicing a kick of hers for a match the next day and she didn't know I walked up behind her and she put me on my ass."

"She knocked your ass unconscious!" Richie laughed.

"She did but she made up for it later." John laughed and Ashley pulled her hand away from his.

"Oh stop!" John stood up from his barstool and tried to put his arm around her back and she pushed it away.

"No! You stop!" She looked at him a little perturbed.

"I'm joking baby! Come on! It's just a little joke!"

"No you're not! I know when your joking! I know you John, I even know what you meant!"

"You thought I meant sex! We didn't even have sex that night! She was on the rag!"

"What?" She looked confused. What the hell does that mean?"

"I thought all girls knew what that meant. She had her period." He hoped she would drop the subject, but she only got a little hotter.

"So what were you talking about then?"

"Oh nothing." He chuckled under his breath. "Come on Ash I wasn't even with you then!"

"I don't care! You meant something sexual!" She huffed at him trying to walk away.

"Maybe but I wouldn't have said a damn thing if I had known you were going to blow a gasket!" He started to loose his cool a little.

"See I knew it!" She continued. "If must have been something wonderful, if you still remember it!"

"God Ashley, it was something to me then, it was just head and she wasn't even that good at it!"

"Well you don't think I have things from my past I could tell you to make you jealous and piss you off?"

John smirked. "No not really. I was there the night you lost your virginity baby! Remember? As long as I'm the only one you've had sex with, I'm good." He laughed which only made her more angry.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, so there's really nothing you can tell me." He looked at her with a confident smirk.

"Really? Not even that Bret was one of the best kissers I have ever had?"

John's smirk disappeared.  "Better than me?" He replied with a tone that demanded an answer.

"No but he was great and he really turned me on, and you are really ticking me off!" She angrily motioned her hand through the air.

"Well good because maybe Dot wasn't so bad a giving me head!" He laughed a little under his breath.

"Oh you asshole! Well that's good because maybe!" John cut her off.

"Oh maybe Bret was a better kisser than me! Yeah you're lying I don't believe you!"

"No maybe he was better at other things than you!" She walked off and he followed and grabbed her and turned her around.

"What things?" He demanded to know.

"Nothing! Just forget it John!"

"No I can't Ashley! Tell me what Bret was so damn good at?" John looked over at Bret by the stage. "Maybe you have regrets maybe you wish he had been your first!"

"No John stop!" She pushed him away. "I only wanted to make you mad because you brought up Dorothea! You are the best at everything we have done! Nobody compares to you in any way! Is that what you want to hear?"

"Only if it's really true and you mean it."

"Oh course I mean it! I love you John. Nobody has ever made me feel the way you do."

"Really?" He looked over at her feeling really bad for making her jealous in the first place.

"Yes really."

"I'm sorry baby.  I was an asshole. I just don't think sometimes. I shoot off my big mouth before I realize what I'm saying will hurt you. Please forgive me." He looked at her so sincerely she felt her heart turn to mush.

"Okay. I guess I can do that." She smiled and looked over to Stacey and Richie.

"Is your little lover's spat over?" Stacey giggled and looked at both of them.

"Yeah we're done." John answered and looked at Richie. "Let's get out of here and go get something to eat. I'm starving!"

"Okay where do you want to go? The dinner?"

"No, how about Max's." John suggested with a smirk.

"No not there! You know I don't want to go there!" Richie looked at John like he couldn't even believe he brought it up.

"Oh I love Max's! Let's go there Richie! Stacey looked at him and started begging. "Please! Please! I really want to go!"

"She doesn't even work there anymore." John whispered in Richie's ear.

"The hot dog place?" Ashley asked.

He nodded.

"Yeah it's good. You haven't been? Have you Ash?" Stacey asked knowing she would like it.

"No I've heard it's good though."

"Okay well you will love it."

"Come on Richie everybody wants to go." John stood up.

"Okay. I'll go, but I don't want to."

"What's wrong with you Richie? You don't like hot dogs? Stacey asked.

"Oh yeah he loves weiners!" John laughed. "He can't get enough!" He started snickering.

"Haha you're so funny Johnny." Richie mumbled letting it get under his skin.

They walked outside and hopped into two cars and drove toward the boardwalk.

John parked directly in front of the sign for the restaurant.

John and Ashley got out and walked over to Richie's camaro.  Stacey and Ash lagged just a little behind the guys. "You okay?" Stacey asked Ashley.

"Yeah I'm good. I feel better. What are you gonna order in here?"

"The dirty dog." She replied with a grin.

"Oh Lord!" Ashley giggled. "Do they have chicken?"

"Oh no! You are not coming all the way from bum fuck Missississippi to go to Max's Famous Hot dogs and order chicken!" John quickly turned around. Just get the classic, with onion rings. You'll love it!"

"Okay Mr. Bossy, but if it's gross, you're eating it!" She smiled. "Then I'll get chicken!"

"They're all out of chicken for you! You have to be a real Jersey girl to order chicken. And they'll tell a mile away you ain't no Jersey girl!" John chuckled.

"Oh well I ain't trying to be no Jersey girl either! I'm a one hundred percent Mississippi girl!"

He laughed. "Come on!" They walked in and found a booth. A young waitress made her way to the table. "Hi Richie, hi Johnny."

"Hey Sophia." John turned to her and mustered a slight grin. Richie continued looking at his menu that was on the table in front of him and grunted a "hey." Then he looked up and shot John a very dirty look.

"Hi girls, they are both rude jackasses, I am Sophia."

"Hey. I'm Stacey and this is Ashley."

"Cool, what a you two drinking?"

"A coke." Stacey replied and Ashley chimed in. "Me too."

Sophia started to walk away. "Hey wait up!" John protested. "You didn't take my or Richie's drink order!"

She laughed. "Two draft beers! Duh! What else would it be?"

"Okay. John looked back at the menu." Relieved he had a beer coming soon.

"What's with her attitude? Stacey asked picking up on something in the air.

"I guess she's still a little miffed at Richard over here. They may or may not have went out!" John laughed.

"Not! We did not go out!" Richie corrected him quickly.

"Sure!" John laughed.

Stacey looked at Richie. "Did you go out with her?"

"No." Richie looked at John. "Why are you starting this? Tell her the truth! We didn't go out!"

"Okay no I was confused! They never actually made it out!" John started laughing really hard and Stacey and Ashley just looked at him and noticed Richie squirming in his seat.

"Just what are we missing? What is so funny John?" Ashley asked wanting in on the secret joke.

Sophia appeared. "Okay here are your two cokes and two beers for you and Johnny." And she slung a bag at Richie. "And here's you a barf bag Richie just in case you need it!" She started laughing and so did John. He was almost on the verge of hysteria.

Richie glanced up."Haha." He slung it back at her. "Get this shit out of here!"

"Okay okay. What is everybody having?" She giggled under her breath.

"I want two classics without the kraut for me and her." John motioned toward Ashley. "And two onion rings."

Richie looked at Stacey. "You go ahead."

"I want a dirty dog and an order of onion rings." Stacey put her menu down.

"And you." She looked at Richie."

"A classic with kraut and a side of rings."

"You sure you don't need this bag?" She asked with a slight grin and waved it in his face.

"Nope just the food!" He replied getting a little bit aggravated.

"Okay then. I'll put this in for all of you." She disappeared into the back of the restaurant.

John started laughing again and Richie shook his head. "You said she didn't work here anymore!"

"I may have lied!" John chuckled.

"You asshole!" Richie laughed a little under his breath and looked at Stacey knowing she wanted an explanation. "I never went out with her. I asked her out one night, but we never went out."

"Okay what happened?"

"Yes Richie enquiring minds want to know! Please do tell what happened!" John chuckled.

"Stop dumbass!" Richie mouthed off and turned to Stacey. "It was no big deal. We came in here late after drinking all night at the Fast Lane and I asked her out. She said yes but we never went out."

"Tell her why!" John laughed.

Richie closed his eyes and blew his breath starting to get a little embarrassed. "I got a little sick and couldn't go." He announced and hoped John would just let it go.

"Oh no! He skipped the best part! He got sick a puked all over her shoes!" John blurted out and began laughing hysterically.

"Aww Richie! Really?" Stacey questioned thinking maybe they were joking around.

"Yeah but, I don't even want to talk about it." He tried hard to hide his embarrassment that still showed easily.

The waitress brought out their food.

"Wow that's a huge hotdog!" Ashley  grabbed for a bottle of mustard.

"Try it baby, tell me what you think."

She took a bite. "Oh it's good. I've never had one quite like this!"

"See I told you. It's better than any other of hotdog."


Stacey broke the silence. "Ashley! Check out that dudes tattoo!" She motioned toward the counter.

Ashley made a half turn in her chair. "Aww how romantic!" He had a girls name in a heart on his arm. "Now that's true love there. To permanently put someone's name on your body. That's real commitment."

"Why? So he'll be stuck with some chick's name on his arm when they break up?" Richie lowered his voice, so the guy didn't hear him.

"Yep! Or you'd end up with a bunch of names with lines drawn through them!" John laughed.

"Well if you really love someone, I think it's the most romantic thing in the world!" Ashley exclaimed whole heartedly and glanced back at it once more.

"Would you get one?" John Asked as he ate an onion ring?"

"Me? No way! I can't do needles!" Ashley giggled. And picked up her glass to finish her coke.

"Wow that is a double standard at it's finest! Let a guy permanently mark himself for a chick that wouldn't even do it for him!" John pretended to be offended. "I thought it was so romantic? What happened to all that shit?" He chuckled.

"I draw the line at romantic when it involves needles." She laughed and finished her hotdog.

"Would you get Ash's name out on you Johnny?" Stacey asked seriously and sat there looking at him waiting for an answer.

"Maybe after we have been together about twenty years! I just want to make sure it's forever! And not in a goofy heart either! I would want something more manly." He turned to Ashley. "No offense babe. That's just a big step."

"Oh none taken. I know you love me. You don't have to mark up your body to prove it." She lighly smiled, but deep down she was a little disappointed he was opposed to the idea.

They finished up all their food and paid the check. "Let's take a walk on the beach." John suggested.

They paired up into couples and walked over by the water a few feet apart to try to be a little more romantic. "You are so beautiful under this moonlight. I'm so lucky to have you."

He looked into her eyes and leaned in for a kiss.

"You're so sweet." She smiled and opened her eyes as he gently stopped the kiss and pulled back a little from her.

"Are you really sure about your feelings for me?" John asked curiously.

"You know I am! Why would you ask me that?"

"Because you said you wouldn't get a tattoo of my name it just makes me wonder if you're as serious about me as you say. That's all."

"Ha! She yelled out frantically. "You said you needed to wait twenty years to make sure we stay together, before you'd get one for me!  So you wouldn't even get one yourself! So don't even try to question me John!"

"I was just joking Ash! I'd do it, I would get one right now, if you really wanted me to!" He looked at her sincerely, trying to make her believe him.

"I don't want you to! I wouldn't want you to do that. You don't have to prove anything to me and if we don't last you won't be stuck with my name on your body."

"Are you thinking of getting some ink?" Richie asked chuckling.

"No! No he's not!" Ashley answered for him.

"Hey wait! You don't think I'll really do it! I'll go right up on the boardwalk right now and get a tattoo for real!"

"You've been drinking John! You don't mean it!" She cautioned.

"I ain't drunk Ash! I'm serious! "Come on!" John started walking toward the boardwalk.

"Oh my God! Ashley exclaimed walking up behind him. "You're not really gonna get my name are you?" She questioned.

"I might just start out with one for Jersey or a guitar or something. I've been wanting to get one. Come on let's go see what they have." They walked over to the shop and went in. A big tattooed guy was finishing up a tattoo on a girls arm.

"Feel free to look around. I'm almost finished here." The guy called out as he continued the tattoo.

"Oh I love this one!" Ashley pointed to a dagger and some roses and a heart. John looked at her with disgust. "Doesn't Bret have one real similar to that? Hell no I ain't getting that one!"

"Oh yeah sorry." She mumbled and kept looking.

Richie pointed up to Mighty Mouse up on the wall. Now that's cool!" He smiled picturing it on John's arm.

"I kind of like that superman one!" John smiled and pointed up to it on the wall. "Now that would be cool. I could be the man of steel!" He chuckled.

"That's really cool John! You know how much I love superman!"

The guy walked over. "Can I help you with something."

"I think I want to get that superman tattoo on my arm. That one there." He pointed.

"Okay. It's a hundred bucks."

"Okay. Can you do it now?"

"Alright let me draw it up."

"This is going to take a little while, let's go look around Ash." Stacey mumbled a little impatiently. "You don't care if us girls go walk around do you?" Stacey looked up at Richie.

"No go ahead. I'll wait here with Johnny."

"Do you mind?" Ashley looked at John.

"No it's okay. This will be boring for you." He took his jacket off. "Put this on. I don't want you out there by yourself this time of night with that shirt on."

"Okay." He helped her put it on and she zipped it up.

"We'll check back." Ashley assured him as she exited the door with Stacey.

John started describing what he wanted to the shop owner while Richie looked around at all the art on the wall, to get some ideas for his own tattoo later.

The girls hurried into one shop after the other. Trying on sunglasses and checking out all the  tourists souvenirs. "God this place reminds me so much of Biloxi. Sometimes I just miss home so much." Ashley confided as she picked up some painted shells.

"Me too. Maybe we should plan a girls trip. Just you and me! We could go home for a few days and see everybody." Stacey smiled getting excited.

"It sounds fun. I'd love to see my sister, but I can't. I just can't take that much time off right now."

"Oh poo Ash! You are absolutely no fun these days!"

"I'm sorry. I wish I could go. A little time away would nice."

"Oh my God Ash look! Alabama earrings! I've never seen any Alabama football stuff up here!" Stacey grabbed up the only two pair she saw. "Which one do you want?" She held them up to her ear in the mirror."

"You love hearts, I'll take the others." Ashley replied looking at the pretty earrings.

They stepped over to the register and paid. Ashley crammed hers in her pocket so she wouldn't have to carry them and walked to the door. "How long has it been?" Ashley asked concerned that time was getting away from her.

"I'm not sure. An hour maybe."

"Let's go check on John. I have to see this tattoo." She smiled. They walked out the door and she bumped right into a tall guy wearing a hooded sweatshirt. "Sorry." She looked up as he mumbled, "it's okay," and turned his head quickly.

Ashley felt a cold chill come over her as the hooded stranger reminded her of earlier events tonight. "Come on I want to get back to John."

"Are you okay Ash? You look pale as a ghost."

"Yeah I just got a weird feeling. That's all, it's spooky out here at night."

She glanced back at the tall guy still walking in the other direction. She started walking with Stacey back to the tattoo shop to check on John.

When she entered he was sitting in a chair, wearing Richie's shades, with a goofy grin on his face. His upper arm had a square bandage covering it.

She hurried over to him. "Oh my God! Let me see it! I have to see it John!" She pulled at a corner of the bandage. Got it loosened and pulled it completely off. Which revealed nothing. She couldn't see anything.

"Wait! Where is it? There's nothing on your arm!" She exclaimed all confused, looking around at him, then Richie, and then the tattoo guy.

"Yeah I chickened out. I backed out at the last minute I guess I'm just a wuss." He grinned and Richie laughed.

"Well it's okay. You didn't have to get one." She smiled at him and a white bandage on his back, in the mirror behind him caught her eye. "Oh my God John! Turn around!"

He laughed  and spun around quickly. She pulled at the edge of the bandage hoping he wasn't playing some kind of trick on her again. She pulled it totally off to reveal up on his shoulder. His new, very real, very permanent, Ashley tattoo.

Chapter 88: Payback Time

Ashley looked up with worried eyes. "Oh my God! He's here John! He was right here beside my car!"

"Don't worry baby! He's not going to get near you again!" John looked around hoping to find anybody that looked the least little bit suspicious. When nobody surfaced he gently touched the small of jer back. "Come on let's go back inside." He reached for her hand and started making his way to the door. They walked over to the bartender. "Mike where the hell is Bret?" He asked with his annoyance and anger showing.

"In his office. Hold up I'll call him."

Richie walked up as Mike dialed the phone in Bret's office.

"What's going on?"

"That asshole from the farmhouse tonight! He is the same guy that left the note on Ashley's car! While we were in here he left another note for her to find!"

"Damn man he was here?"

"Yeah! A few minutes ago! Hell he might be in here right now!" He started looking around with his jaw clenched.

"What's the problem now Bongiovi?" Bret asked walking up with very little patience for John.

"The problem is you knew somebody has been fucking around with Ashley's car! Right here at the Fast Lane! So what I want to know is, if you beefed up your security so damn much! How the hell did he leave another fucking note out on her car for her to find?" John threw the crumpled up note at him, which bounced off and hit the floor.

Bret picked it up and read it. "What the hell? He looked at Ashley. "You hugged and kissed this guy? Who the hell is it?" He asked confused as he stood there staring at Ashley waiting for a response.

"Hell no! He had some girls tie me up and he kissed me! I didn't even know it was the same guy, until I just found this note!"

"Where the hell were you?" Bret turned his glare over to John.

"They tied me up too!"

Bret laughed. "Let me get this straight. You let some girls tie you up and you couldn't get loose when this dude kissed your girlfriend?"

"Don't make it sound like I didn't try! I tried to get loose! I went after the prick as soon as I could and he was gone! You hired more security, so where the hell are they? We sure as hell didn't see any of them out front!" John yelled losing his temper.

"Kurt and Reggie broke up a fight in the back parking lot a little while ago. They had to disperse a crowd that was back there." He turned to Ashley. "I'm so sorry Ash, I didn't realize this dude is stalking you here at the club. I hired extra security, but they can't be everywhere at the same time. Stuff comes up." He looked at her apologetically, trying to explain.

"I know Bret. It's okay. I was just really freaked out when I realized this guy from the party was the same person that left me the note here."

"So do you think he has the balls to be in here right now?" Bret asked looking around. "What did he look like?" He asked Ashley.

"I didn't see him. He had on a robe with a hood and the lights went out before he kissed me."

"Yeah nobody at the party knew him." John added. "He was tall and his arms were kinda big."

"Muscular, like that dude over there by the wall." Bret pointed at a guy watching them.

 John turned back to check this dude out. "Yeah man! And he had on some boots like that too!" John yelled out getting pissed.

He started running toward the guy, followed closely by Bret and Richie.
"Hey asshole!" John yelled stopping right in front of the him.

"What's your problem?" The guy asked looking back with an attitude at John and noticing Ashley as she walked up.

"I've got a problem with you fucking with my girlfriend!" John yelled starting to lose his temper.

The stranger started laughing. "You must have the wrong guy. Believe me." He looked at Ashley and smiled. "I would definitely remember that!"

"You fucking asshole!" John lunged forward as Bret and Richie grabbed him and pulled him back and Richie continued to hold onto him.

"What the fuck Richie? Let me go!" John squirmed around trying to break free. "I'll fucking kill you!" John shouted over to this guy as Kurt and Reggie walked over to them.

"What's going on Bret?" Kurt asked seeing John was being restrained.

"Somebody has been out front tampering with Ashley's car again and Bongiovi thinks it's this guy." Bret tipped his head toward the tall muscular fellow.

"I know it's him! Did you see the way he fucking looked at Ash!" John yelled still squirming to get loose.

"What is your name?" Kurt asked him.

"Keith Bowers, but this dude is crazy! I ain't messing with his fucking chick! I have one of my own! She's in the restroom."

"Okay we can talk this out." Bret looked at Richie. "Let him go."

Richie dropped his hands and John jumped forward swinging at Keith and Kurt grabbed a hold of him.

 "Let me fucking go! He kissed my damn girlfriend and I'm going to kick his ass!" John screamed turning red he was so angry.

When a voice rang out from behind him, stopping everyone in there tracks. "John what in the hell are you doing?" Everyone turned to see Patty standing there looking at John with a disapproving glare. "Leave Keith alone! What the hell is wrong with you?"

John broke free from Kurt. "Are you with this guy?" John asked shocked at the realization that these two could be together.

"Yeah we're going out! So what? Not that it's any damn business of yours!" She stared John down with anger building in her eyes. "Why are you hassling my damn boyfriend? What's your problem?"

"My problem is he's been leaving Ashley notes on her damn car! And tonight he attacked her out at the Tower farm!"

"What? He doesn't even know your girlfriend! We just got here a little while ago!" She huffed back at him.

"What time did he pick you up?" John asked with an attitude.

"I picked him up." She answered coldly.

"What time? What time did you pick him up Patty?" He demanded to know.

"Nine o'clock." She answered.

John turned to him. "I know it was you! You were out at the farm with two girls dressed like zombies and you had them tie us up and you fucking kissed her! You had plenty of damn time to pick Patty up later!"

"You are wrong! It was not me!" He argued.

"Well know this! If you ever come near her again I will fucking kill you! And none of these motherfuckers will be able to stop me! You can count on that!" John guaranteed him.

"John! Patti cried out. "Stop this!"

"He's lying! I know it was him!"

"Can we go outside for a minute? Please. Just you and me?" She asked in a more tender voice. Almost begging him.

"What for?"

"Just come on, please." She started to push through the crowd and he reluctantly followed her.

She opened the door and they walked out.  He looked down as big brown eyes gazed back at him. "You need to stop this! It couldn't have been Keith! He doesn't even know your girlfriend Johnny!"

"Bullshit! You didn't see the damn way he looked at her! He was all over her, out at the farm!"

"I don't believe you! Keith's not like that! He's a sweet guy!"

"Are you fucking him?" John asked saying exactly what was on his mind.

"How dare you? It's none of your damn business anymore who I screw anyway!" She screamed out really upset.

"Patty damn it! I just don't want you to get hurt! He's a liar!"

"Since when do you give a shit if I get hurt or not? Hell, since when do you give a shit about anybody, but your damn self? You are such a hypocrite! And one of the biggest fucking liars there is!" She yelled losing her temper a little more than she meant to.

"What the hell are you talking about Patty?"

She laughed. "Oh all the lies I have caught you in! And what about Ashley? Does she know what a fucking two faced liar you are?"

"Look we ain't out here to rehash old shit and you can just leave Ashley out of it!"

"Oh how convenient! I'm talking about the  truth Johnny! Did you tell Ashley the truth about us! That we just slept together a few days ago at your damn apartment?"

"Hell no! That wasn't supposed to happen! You got me so fucking drunk that night on tequila! I wouldn't have ever touched you! Much less slept with you, if I had been sober and in my right damn mind! You damn well know it Patty!" He yelled and clenched his fists in anger. But instantly took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Look I'm sorry about that night. It was a big mistake. I let things get out of control. I want to apologize to you. It never should have happened. Things went too far. I still care about you Patty, but I love Ashley more than I have ever loved anybody. It would really kill her to find out about us sleeping together. Please promise me you won't say anything to her." He sounded very remorseful and almost desperate.

"You have my word. I won't say anything to her. But you have to do something for me!  Please drop this about Keith! I really like him Johnny!"

"Okay, but just promise me you will be careful."

"I will. We better get back inside before they start looking for us."

"Okay." He smiled at her with a sigh of relief, that she had agreed not to spill their secret to Ashley as they walked back into the club together.

The parking lot was perfectly quiet as the door to the Fast Lane opened up again and Erica walked out to a dark section of the parking lot. Where a street light had been busted out recently by some bored teenage kids with nothing else to do. Erica opened up the door and slid inside a blue grand prix waiting for her. "Hey Dot, sorry to keep you waiting. Thanks so much for coming to pick me up. It's a madhouse in there tonight." She giggled. "You missed it Johnny picked a fight with a big dude that really could of kicked his ass!" She laughed and looked over at Dot who was smiling. "Good I'm glad you are in a better mood now. You were so in the dumps about Alec being your kids father, earlier on the phone. But that's one of your devious grins! What's going on?"

"Oh you are not going to believe this shit!" Dot laughed. " I was sitting here minding my own business when all of a sudden the club door burst open and Johnny and Patty came out here arguing. Right in front of my damn car!"

"About what?" Erica asked very curious.

"Some new boyfriend of Patty's trying to make a move on his slut of a girlfriend! But she blurted out that her and Johnny slept together a couple of days ago at his apartment! He begged her not to say anything to Ashley! That it would kill her! What a poor clueless bitch!" Dot laughed.

"Are you going in there to lower the boom and give Johnny a little payback? Call him out for the liar he really is? I mean this is your big chance! He was oh so quick to call you a liar about the baby and Alec! And  look here he is lying to his girlfriend and screwing his ex, right in the very bed he sleeps with her in! It's down right shameful!" Erica shook her head.

Dorothea smiled as she was spotlighted by the headlights of an approaching car. "Oh I'm not saying a word to either of them. Not here not now. This is going to be so much fun! You're right it is time for a little payback! I just love having the upper hand on old Johnny. He enjoyed watching me squirm tonight. He embarrassed me so bad in front of my parents! And the way he paraded that bleach blonde slut, right in front of me! Before this is all over with, he will pay big time! I'll make him my puppet! He will have to do anything I say! If he doesn't want his precious Ashley to find out what a liar and cheater he really is!" She grinned and cranked up her car. The happiness on her face showing just how proud she was, that once again she had John right where she wanted him.