There was always a catch to their plans. Always a reason; always conflicting plans that sprout up; always some damned thing to keep them from having one night out alone...
... Jake had bought the tickets a month ago, taking a vacation day to be sure that he got Julia the best seats possible. Rascal Flatts was going to be playing at Wahconah Park. Apparently the band wanted to give back to the fans, and seeing how well received Bob Dylan's Minor League Parks Tour was, they decided to do a tour in the same style. Jake had waited from 1am until they opened the gates to buy the tickets. He was the third person in line. Once he got to the ticket window he was greeted with an unexpected surprise, they were selling VIP front row tickets, which included a backstage meet and greet with the band after the show. So he bought one front row and one VIP for Julia, knowing she was going to be surprised beyond belief...
...Jake sighed as he hung up the phone; there was literally no one that could watch the boys that night. He looked at Julia sitting on the couch frowning. Just one memorable night, that was all he wanted to give her.
"Well....I'll save the tickets as a souvenir," she said frowning. Ever since he had surprised her that night with the tickets, Julia had been looking forward to this night.
"Nope, I know one last person that can watch the boys," Jake answered smiling, "they are real good with him too."
"Who?" she asked, hopping off the couch, "don't tease me." The smile slowly crept back to her saddened face.
"I'll watch em," he said pulling her close, "this night was all about you anyways, so you will still enjoy it." "I don't know if you have anyone to call to take the second ticket, most everyone we know we called to baby-sit," he said chuckling.
"I don't know anyone else to call, and I want you to go with me," Julia responded.
"Hun, you have a backstage pass, and a front row seat. See if you can sell the other ticket, or give it away, or have them sign it when you go see them...it doesn't matter. You are going to the show, and having a good time. The boys and I will chill here, and you can tell me all about meeting them when ya get home," Jake told her, "now let's go upstairs and pick out something for you to wear. Being in the front row you want them to notice you."
"I am not wearing a short skirt. It is a warm October night, but it isn't that warm," Julia said, "what about my 19 year old jeans? You tell me I look good in those."
"Only if you wear a thong. And you have to have the jeans as low as you can, to show a little thong," he answered, grinning.
"Ok, deal. But what top? It needs to be something that can keep me warm though," she said looking around.
"Your sexy red sweater, you know the one I mean. You can wear your red lacy bra, and the red thong. I love that out fit off you... I mean on you," he said smiling, "we'll wait for ya downstairs." Ten minutes later Julia was downstairs, looking as good as ever.
"Babe, I feel awful going out when you are stuck home alone. Why don't..."
"Fine, you feel bad, tomorrow night I'll go catch a movie ok, then we'll be even, but tonight, you are going to the concert," he interrupted. "Stay right here, I got one more thing for you," he said dashing upstairs. He returned with her black pearl necklace.
"It completes the look," he said standing behind her as he clasped it. She started to turn to face him but he held her still for a moment, then he thrust his hand into her font pocket, depositing something. Julia felt her pocket, and then turned to stare at him with her eyes wide.
Leaning in close she said, "Why the hell did you put condoms in my pocket?"
"Hun, you have a VIP pass to meet a band you adore. You know you think they are all sexy, especially Gary. I'm just saying..."
"NO!" she whispered forcefully at him, "you are crazy you know that."
"Sweetheart, hear me out ok. IF, you get an opportunity, and IF you felt like acting on it, I'm telling you it is fine. These are celebrities, and I know you love only me. You have my ok, if you get a chance and want to ok," he told her, holding her tenderly.
"And what do you get outta this," she asked him.
"If I get a chance to have sex with a female celebrity, I'll go for it ok?" he said.
"And if no celebrity ever presents herself to you?" she asked, leaning in closer to him.
"Then I guess I go without, ok," he said, pulling her close.
"No, you won't go without, I'll find you someone," she said, squeezing him tightly, "if any of this crazy idea ever happens...which it won't". Julia grabbed her jacket and put it on. She gave Jake and the boys a kiss goodnight, and left for the concert.
Julia was standing along with the rest of the crowd. What an amazing show they had put on. Being the last date of the tour, they had played for an extra thirty minutes. Julia was all excited about going to meet the band; Gary had leaned down from the stage and taken her hand when he sang I Melt, she thought she was going to faint. After the band left the stage their manager instructed the VIP pass holders to go to stage left and they would be taken to the band shortly. She couldn't wait.
By the time she had worked her way to the waiting area, there was about twenty people waiting. The manager appeared, and explained that they would take 2 groups of ten to see the band. He pointed out the first 10 people, and Julia was in the second group. About 20 minutes later the manager reappeared and told them it was their turn now. She suddenly grew very nervous. As they approached the tour bus she grew even more nervous. They all climbed on board and there they were, sitting on a sofa off to one side were Gary, Jay, and Joe-Don. She was going to pee her pants if she couldn't use the bathroom. She grabbed the manager and begged him to use the bathroom. He led her to the back of the bus to the bathroom, passing through the bands sleeping quarters. She undid her jeans and sat down, and she couldn't go. She sat wand waited, growing ever more frustrated with herself.
"If you blow your chance to meet them it is your own fault," she told herself, and then she went, "ahhhhh." She wiped and flushed. As she went to pull up her thong, it got stuck on her button fly. As she sat on the toilet wrestling with it, she didn't notice the door handle turning.
"Oh...I'm....I'm so sorry," Gary stammered as he closed the door. Julia's face flushed. Gary had seen her with her pants down sitting on the toilet trying to pull her panties up. She freed her thong and pulled up her pants, washing her hands and composing herself as best she could before stepping out. As she exited the bathroom, Gary was standing there, looking down at his feet, seemingly embarrassed.
"I didn't know anyone was left," he said, finally looking her in the eyes. Julia looked up the bus and noticed it was empty.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know our time was up, I can't believe I wasted it in the bathroom," she said forgetting her embarrassment.
"The time wasn't up," he said, "one of the other VIP's was drunk and got a bit disorderly. She climbed onto Joe-Don and started molesting him. Our manager called security and they ended the session for everyone."
"I'll go then," she said starting toward the front of the bus. But Gary grabbed her arm gently and turned her around.
"You paid for the meet and greet," he said, "welcome to our tour bus, I'm Gary. How's that for a meet and greet?"