I had once again been the life saver (OK, I'll be honest, career saver) for a friend.
Amy Adamson had been an aspiring agent at Artists Unlimited and had proven her abilities when she took over managing Tigress and returned them to the top of the music and concert charts. Now she turned her talents to managing Demi Lovato's career. A last minute call to me saved her tour when the photographer they'd been using suddenly got a diva complex and walked out on them at their opening night in Las Vegas. This proved to be the start of bigger things for her as she became a judge on the new season of "The X Factor". With her the show was a hit and its season finale was the event of the TV season. While all the prime attention would be on the winner, Amy informed me that Demi would do a surprise concert at a club called Red Light District. I knew the place all too well; it was where I'd first met Lindsay Lohan. Red Light District had been closed down for several months because its owner Derek Adams had a dispute with the liquor commission that led to a legal standoff. Since then the club had been available for rentals only. Derek was a good friend and usually pretty strong-willed but when he finally settled his legal case it had taken a lot out of him and now he was considering selling the place altogether so he could focus on another, more low-key club he owned called The Eagle.
"I don't blame you for wanting to sell this place, as good as it was." I said as he showed off the improvements he'd made, hoping to get a buyer before he changed his mind "You really were burned out by everything."
"Never try to fight city hall, Hollywood." He sighed "That's the lesson I learned."
Amy and another tour manager joined us and after pleasantries between us she got down to business telling Derek and his tech crew what Demi would require for her show as the road crew started bringing in equipment. I hovered in the background watching as the bustle of setting up her stage began. When I felt the presence of someone behind me, along with a beautiful perfume, I knew it was someone special.
"Hey, gorgeous!" I heard in her perky tone of voice
Demi came around the corner of my head and kissed me on the cheek.
"Well, hello beautiful." I said as she sat down beside me.
"Man, it's so good to see you again." She said with that classic smile of hers
"You too, how did your tour go? I haven't really kept up with it like I should've."
Demi had been impressed with photos I'd taken for her tour book and tried to get me to be her official tour photographer but other commitments forced me to decline.
"Oh, it was great! After X Factor finishes I'll be going to Japan for like 3 weeks, then Hong Kong, New Zealand, Australia...shit, I'll be everywhere!" she laughed
"It's Demi's world and we're just visitors, right?"
Now we were both laughing as Amy called her over
"You'll be here for the show, too I hope?" she asked as she stood up.
"Where else would I be?" I replied with a smile and a shrug of my shoulders.
She gave me a quick kiss and went off with Amy.
Later that night, "The X Factor" crowned its new champion, a huge party crowd was all over Red Light District, and celebs past and present were everywhere. Britney Spears was surrounded by her handlers as she arrived, so I doubt she saw me. Khloe Kardashian waved to me as she made her way to the VIP section, I'd met her through her sister Kim. I got a drink and staked out a place close to the stage and waited for Demi to come on.
Finally, Simon Cowell appeared onstage to give a typically dry introduction;
"...so it's been quite a long journey for everyone involved and I'm particularly proud to see this lady onstage again...ladies and gentlemen...Demi Lovato!"
Since I'd last seen her in Vegas, Demi had expanded her setlist. She still did the expected hits but to go along with the acoustic version of Lady Antebellum's "American Honey" she'd already been doing on the tour, the 70's country standards "Someday Soon" and "Only Mama That'll Walk the Line" were there along with Bruce Springsteen's "Because the Night" that began with her playing the delicate, Bach-like intro on piano . Demi made a point to give several flirty looks my way, she looked fabulous in black spandex pants with a white tuxedo jacket on top. Underneath I could see a black bustier' with small rhinestones on it. Her hair had gone back to the chestnut brown color she'd had when we first met.
Her performance was fabulous, her smile electric as she came offstage.
Soon after, she came over and hugged everyone around before coming towards me and giving me a longer than usual hug and seductively whispering in my ear;
"Baby...let's go to your place...it's been too long."
I looked at her to make sure I heard her right. Her nod told me yes.
"Right...let's go." I said
Demi and I made our way through the throngs of people out to my Mercedes SLK convertible that I'd parked out in back of the club. It was the closest thing the club had to a VIP parking area; in this case it was for the better. As I reached for the passenger side door, Demi immediately embraced me and her hand went for the crotch of my black jeans.
"That feel good, hon?" she purred
"Feels very good..." I said as I leaned in and kissed her
"Oh...I missed you, Jim." She whispered
Ain't it amazing how one night could be so memorable?
I got the car door open and she slid in. She'd changed into faded black jeans and a bright blue Nike track jacket. I quickly got in on the driver's side and the SLK came to life with a sleek whirring sound. Though we breezed past photographers who were staked outside the entrance, their flashbulbs definitely caught who was in the car.
"Do you think they spotted us?" she asked me
"Well...if they did you can always say I'm, uh, with the record company or something."
"No...you're my personal photographer." She giggled
"OK, that sounds a little more believable."
It was after midnight when we arrived at my condo. The traffic had dropped down to nothing and there was a beautiful late night silence around us.
"Oh, man...this is such a cool place!" Demi said excitedly as she looked around the condo.
"Oh! Who's this?" she said happily as she spotted Smokie the cat, looking curious as to who the pretty visitor was "This cat is so cute, Jim! What's his name?"
"Smokie." I said with a smile "You want a drink? I've got iced tea, Sprite, fruit juice..."
"Oh, just water will be fine." She said as she stroked his fur "...what a pretty cat you are...yes, you are so pretty."
I got 2 bottles of water from the fridge and returned to see her on the couch with Smokie.
"It's not very often I meet guys with cats." She said
"Well, he's a good cat. I guess we compliment each other." I said as I handed her a bottle and joined her on the couch.
"So, Miss Demi...you've just finished your first season in reality TV" I asked, holding the water bottle like a microphone "Whatcha gonna do now?"
Demi responded by giving me a long lovely kiss.
"That's what I'm gonna do." She said with that smile she was so famous for.
"I think that's a good idea." I replied as I returned her kiss "Better than Disney World, huh?"
"I've been to Disney World."
"In more ways than one, right?"
"Uh-huh, and this way is much better..." she said, her voice dropping down to a soft whisper as we kissed deeply.
Once our lips parted, she hugged me
"Oh man...I missed you Jim. I don't know why but you just make me feel so special."
"I do?"
Demi nodded
"You're just, I don't know, different. You're not really in the business, you're just a normal guy and I never realized how nice that can be."
"I guess you're right. Maybe the normal guys are better." I said with a nervous chuckle.
"It's not the normal guys that are better..." she said softly "...just the guys like you."
Demi's hand was rubbing the crotch of my pants, making me super hard.
"I guess you like what you're feeling." I said
Demi nodded
"It feels really hard...I wonder why?" she said softly adding a kiss.
Kissing her felt so beautiful, our tongues touched and her perfume only added to the intense feelings we both had at the moment. I knew her hand was probing inside my pants, I was getting harder the more I felt the touch of her hand.
Finally, she reached the inside of my underwear and I felt her soft hand on my dick. I breathed inward as this new feeling came over me.
"Feel good?" she asked, giving that smile the world often saw.
