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I’ve never been the greatest with guys. It’s been this way since my first boyfriend when I was 15. It would always be the same story when a relationship would end I would either go to Davy Jones or Micky Dolenz. I would always go to one of them when I was sad as a little girl, because they were the only ones who could make me happy or laugh. Uncle Davy would sing to me or Uncle Micky would say a joke to make me laugh. As I had said I had know Davy, Micky and even the rest of the Monkees since I was kid. My mom had known them for a long time and when I was born my mom and dad had appointed Davy as my godfather. I know why would I ever get into a relationship with someone who is practically family and an old man. I thought he was a cute old man, but was never attracted to him. It was the same story with Uncle Micky, but lets begin with Davy shall we?
I remember the first time it happened between Davy and me like it was yesterday. My boyfriend of a year and a half had just broken up with me a month before graduation. As usual I went to Uncle Davy’s place to ride his horses as I did once a week, but this time I was more upset than usual and Uncle Davy could tell by the way I was riding. I had just put all the tack away and was still sweaty when he said, “Everything all right, luv? You were riding that horse pretty hard.”
“Yeah, I’m okay except my boyfriend broke up with me today,” I said looking away from Davy’s intense lustful and adoring gaze because it made me uncomfortable at first.
“I’m sorry luv,” he said touching my cheek. “Why?"
I looked back at him and said, “He cheated on me for some reason I don’t know. I think he thought I was cheating on him. Then he broke up with me.”
“What a jerk. He didn’t deserve you anyways,” Davy said.
Then he did something I didn’t expect he kissed me and I didn’t stop him. I just kissed him back. The next thing I knew his hand was underneath my shirt feeling me up. His tongue went into my mouth and began to entwine with mine. At the time I didn’t understand why I was feeling this way, but I began to go nuts by what he was doing to be and began to take off his clothes. Once we had each others clothes off and I was ready for him, he entered me slowly. He started slowly, but I wanted him to go faster and eventually without telling him he started to go faster. I realized from the first time I slept with him he knew exactly what a woman wanted. I know that sounds like a cliché, but with David Thomas Jones it’s true all the way. He did things with me that I didn’t even now were possible or even tried before.
Soon we both climaxed. He stayed on top of me for a second and then rolled off of me. Then I laid my head on his shoulder. I began to think of my ex Brandon and why we broke up. I thought of all those time Brandon had spoken to Davy while I was with them. Maybe Brandon noticed the sexual tension more than I did and took it as me cheating on him. I only began to why Brandon broke up with me then, but now I totally understand why. I know what you are thinking I’m almost out of high school and someone in his early sixties had sex with me. Now I will tell you something I was of consenting age: I was eighteen. Trust he wasn’t taking advantage of me and to tell you the truth in a way I did want to sleep with him. After laying down in the hay for a few minutes, I wanted to get up because I was uncomfortable laying there on the uncomfortable ground.
Finally breaking the silence Davy said, “Hey I wanted to wait until your graduation to show you this, but I’ll show you now.”
“What is it?” I said.
“Well let me show you, luv,” he said getting up grabbing a horse blanket and wrapping it around his waist.
Once I got off the ground and onto my feet, he hand me a horse blanket as well and I wrapped it around myself to feel less vulnerable. I started to follow him and the first thing I saw was a broad, tall, black horse and Davy said, “This is what I got you. Isn’t she a beauty?”
“Yes, she’s lovely. What’s her name?” I asked because I knew this horse was at least a year old and someone had taken the time to break her in.
“Her name is Jae. I bought her the other day and started to train her with our horses. The same deal goes with this horse as with the other ones I have gotten for you: Once you get a place of your own with a stable and everything, you can take them with you. Well come over her and get to know your new horse.”
“Thanks, Davy,” I said.
“You’re welcome, luv,” he said.
I slowly walked over to the began to pet her face and put my nose into the horse nostrils and breathed in and out a couple times. This is so the horse will know who I am by my sent. I began to pet her some more from her face to her neck. Then I feed her a bit of apple that Davy kept in a bucket near by. Then we went back to where we left our clothes and got dressed. We said goodbye after that, because once I ride and put everything away I talk to Davy and then leave. I got into my car and just sat there for a few minutes. I began to think about what happened and couldn’t believe it did.
I drove straight home. I walked into the house I could smell the dinner mom was cooking: Lazy-man’s Tuna Casserole my favorite. I ran up the stairs, put my book bag on my bed, and put Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone DVD into the player. I Just love watching those movies from the first to the last one. I love watching it, because of the story line, but also I just like some of the guys: especially the twins. In my opinion they didn’t get gorgeous until the third one. I think it’s because they started to grow out their hair. I’m a sucker for a guy with long hair( You understand why I thing for Davy, but mainly when he was my age right?). I just loved the scenes that they were in, because I thought they were really funny. Before I pushed play on the film, I went downstairs to get a bowl of tuna casserole so I could have something to eat while I was working on my homework.
Once I stepped into the kitchen my mom said, “Hey honey did you just get home from Davy’s?”
“Yeah, Mom,” I said but then something I had been want to ask since I became a teenage come to mind and I finally asked, “Mom did you and Uncle Davy ever-?
“Ever what dear?” she asked.
“Ever had sex with each other?” I finally asked.
“Why do you want to know that?” she asked.
“It’s just a question that I have been wanting to ask you for a very long time,” I said.
“Well in the 70s before I met your father and Davy had been divorced for a couple years, we started dating so yes we did.”
“I just always wondered about you two.”
“Well now you know. Do you feel weird that your mom snogged your godfather? I have to tell you after Davy and I broke up, we became best friends and then I met you father. We got married and had you and your younger brother.”
“No it doesn’t seem weird. If it did, I wouldn’t of asked you.”
“Here’s your dinner,” she said handing me the bowl with tuna casserole and as if sensing something wrong, “Is there anything wrong honey?”
“No, well yes Brandon broke up with me today and he cheated on me.”
“Well I’m sure you’re sad enough, but if you want to talk about it: you can always come to me.”
“Okay Mom,” I said before walking up the stairs to my room and pushing play on the DVD player to hear the movie while working on my Algebra II homework.
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The affair with Davy continued for a few months until I met someone at college and we began to go out. Well a few months after we started dating he broke up with me, because he finally got his use from me. He was one of those guys that once he had sex with them it goodbye to you and hello to a new girl. By the time he broke up with me I had began to fall in love with him if not before then. As you can imagine I was distraught and I didn’t go to Davy first. I went Micky. This was first contact with Micky sexually. The thing was he was in town at the time and I was going to spend sometime with him as usual. So as soon as my last class was over that day I quickly went to his hotel and almost got a speeding ticket. Trust me the fact that I almost got a speeding ticket was almost a first.
As soon as I walked into Micky’s hotel room, I broke down. He came up to me and put his arm around me and, “Is everything all right? Your usually happy, jumping all around, and talking, Gabby-Tabby.”
I had to laugh at my nick name a bit. Everyone called me that because I loved to talk, but right now I didn’t really feel like it. All I wanted to do right now was get some chocolate, veg on my bed, and listen to my music: any kind of music. But eventually I got the courage to say, “No, I’m not. My boyfriend broke up with me. I know that’s always the case and should swear off dating. He was just a asshole and broke up with me. Why should I even be crying.”
I eventually told him what happened. He was almost tempted to call my father and Davy. Then once they got together to teach the boy a lesson or do it himself, but he backed down. Once he calmed down a little bit he did his James Cagney impression, which got me to laugh even more and to stop crying. His face was close to mine the next thing I new was I was kissing him and he didn’t stop me. I quickly began to take off his shirt and undoing his belt and his pants. He stopped kissing me and took off his pants, but while he doing that I was talking off my shirt and pants. Leaving the last part to him and trust me he jumped at the chance to take off my last bit of clothing.
Once he did that he began to go down on me and it gave an orgasm after orgasm. Then once he thought he was done teasing me he stopped and began a trail of kisses going to my face. He entered me like he was a wild and untamed thing. His thrust were at first fast and hard, then he slowed down to savor every moment before we both climaxed. When we had finally climaxed, Micky got off of me and started to panic.
“What just happened?! That shouldn’t of happened. This was a mistake. We shouldn’t tell anyone,” he said.
“Who says I’m going too!” I said from experience of something like this happening and that nobody would believe me if I told them. “Do you want to do what we planned on doing anyways to forget about it?”
“Yeah that might help,” he said as he was put his clothes back on.
I gather my clothes and went to the bathroom to put them on. I came out a few minutes later.
Micky said, “Are you ready?”
“Yeah, let’s just get something to eat. I’m really hungry.”
“Your car or mine?” he asked.
“How ‘bout mine. So I can take you back to the hotel and I can go straight to my dorm room,” I said.
After that night the thing that was suppose to a one time thing ended up happening two more times that week before he left to finish out his tour. Once he was out of town, I went to Davy told him everything that happened between me and my ex. I know you know what happens from there.
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Well this thing with Davy and Micky kept on happening after I would break up with a guy. Eventually they both figured out that I was sleeping with both of them, but they didn’t care at least they didn’t show it. Well about year and a half later or longer, I was with Davy going to a social gathering and it was formal attire. I was wearing a blue sleeveless evening gown and had my long brown hair up. Davy invited me because he heard the Phelps twins were going to be there and he knew I wanted to meet them. They were their to represent the Harry Potter cast.
Davy led me to were the twins were at and said, “Hello boys,”
“Hello Davy how’s everything going with the tour?” Oliver asked.
“Everything’s going great. By the way this is my goddaughter, Gabrielle Green. She a big fan of you two and I suppose these to don’t need an introduction with you,” he said.
“Davy please. Hi,” I said as they both took my hand and shook it.
I knew Davy knew I was interested and I knew he was jealous from the start, but at the time I didn’t know that one of them was interested in me. Well that was until I heard them whispering to each other about me and it’s a good thing Davy had walked away by this time, because he would not have been happy.
“Don’t talk about me like that with me here,” I said and both looked shocked that I called them on it. “I understand British slang very well. Davy bloody taught me, Okay?”
They just looked at me as if that wasn’t enough to prove to them that I did know British slang. I notice the food buffet and said, “Hey look there’s food. I’m hungry.” I know that’s the corniest thing to say when you’re around two hot guys, but it was getting uncomfortable and someone had to say something. I walked over to the buffet and began to get some food when some jerk kept on hitting on me. I kept on telling him no and that I wasn’t interested. Then getting agitated I blurted out of rage, “Would you bloody well leave me alone!”
He still didn’t get the idea so I yelled at him again, “You stupid git! Would you bloody well sod off!”
James and Oliver heard this and came to my rescue. Out of now where James and Oliver grabbed the twit and James said to him, “The lady said no. Now leave her alone!”
Once the guy left, I said, “Thanks guys for helping me out.”
“Well temper really shows when you’re angry. Besides those are words that should never come out of a ladies mouth,” James said.
Oliver rolled his eyes and said, “What my brother is trying to say is that you were a damsel in distress and you’re welcome.”
James blushed a bit and I pretended I didn’t even notice. We sat down talked about everything our family, where we from, what books we like to read, our favorite music, and movies. Davy never came to check up on me probably because he was trying to find some thirty something reporter to snog for the evening. When it came to work, I asked, “So why are you two the only ones here from Harry Potter?“
Oliver said, “We have some time off before we start filming more scenes from Half-Blood Prince.”
“Cool. Hey can you tell me who they are getting to play young Voldemort?” I asked.
“No. We can’t tell anybody you have to find out with all the other fans,” Oliver said.
“Fair enough. I can take a hint,” I said laughing.
We continued to talk about everything and before we realized it, the party was almost over and James asked, “Is there anyway I can talk to you after this?”
“Yeah,” I said as I grabbed the pen he had in the pocket of his front jacket and grabbed his hand to began writing the numbers.
Once I was done, I said, “This one is my dorm room number. This one is my mom’s home phone. This one is my cell phone. And this one is Davy’s just in case I’m through training my horses.”
As soon as I gave him Davy’s number I realized it was a big mistake. Davy came over and told me it was time to go. I told Ollie and Jae bye. Once we got into the car, Davy started his jealous routine, “What were you doing you were practically flirting with one of them all night. You know were coming home with me.”
I had planned after that not sleeping with him, but once we got to Davy’s place I realized I was still a little turned on after being around the twins and needed a way to wind down that feeling. While I was sleeping with Davy I imagined the entire time it was James with me, because that was the only person I wanted to be with and the person I knew I needed to be with.
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