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I just inherited a huge amount of Money from my dearly departed Grams I wasn't expecting the circumstances that came along with it I would have to travel the world and then and only then would I get the lump some of her fortune, along with the transfers of the first three million I was given open ended plane tickets to every place in the world that I wanted to see, with the cashing in of the tickets more money would be transferred Paris one million, Rome two million, Japan three million ect.
Grams had stayed in one city all her life she didn't get to see the world, she was afraid that I was wasting away, too shy to see beyond my own bed room, I often hid behind my weight, I wasn't obese or anything just pleasantly plump, I didn't know how to interact with guys my own age, they all wanted the beauty queens and when a guy would show interest I would abruptly stop all contact with him.
I remember once I went to see a play with this guy, I used to see him at 7-11 all the time he was my friend he worked there and would call me when the lime slurpees would be on tap, how could I say no to that!!
We went out to the play, he knew I loved the theater and we had a great time, I was happy and smiling when he dropped me off, but come morning when he had flowers delivered to my apt and I became nervous, I didn't call him and stopped going to that 7-11 I rode my bike three miles just to avoid him.
Well, the first thing I did when I received some of my inheritance was get my self a personal trainer, and I worked hard for a year and a half I mean really hard It was a sad good bye to all my favorite goodies, my friends they were, The pleasure they gave me they could have been my lovers. Farewell to the lime slurpees and the pizza pops but I had to do it, for me and for my Grams.
My trainer Blake was far too attractive, and very understanding after the year and a half was over and my body transformed he asked me out I declined, I figured that he had sculpted me into what his ideal woman was. When old high school friends would see me they didn't recognize me, did I really change that much? I knew that they figured I used my money for surgery but no I really did work hard for this.
I packed my belonging and heading to Europe my first stop was Paris France, I always wanted to see the Eiffel tower and Le Louvre I had to see the Mona Lisa I traveled for 3 years I saw everything, tasted every thing did everything, well almost…I narrowly escaped with my virginity in Italy.
His name was Sergio and he was a God, oh so beautiful Tall and tanned such dark curly hair, and blue piercing eyes you could cast a dream in them oh and his accent he could tell me that the streets were covered in cow dung and I would have swooned. He was romantic and just pure sex, I kinda wish I did in a way what a way for a girl to lose it. But I like my choice for my first lover.
After my travels abroad I decided that it was time for me to settle down and maybe get some sort of an education I decided on the University of Pennsylvania "Penn state" where I enrolled in Arts and performance and as an undergrad in literature, Why Pennsylvania? one may ask it was because of Davy Jones I knew that he made this state him home in the Neighboring city of Beavertown PA that was a mere two hours away at best, I figured that I would be bound to meet up with him some how, I had a bunch of friends, I still wasn't dating I guess I wanted to keep the memory of Sergio alive if only for a few more moments.
My newly found friend learned very quickly of my affections toward Davy and The Monkees, what they didn't know as a young girl I'd lock my self in my room and watch hours and hours of them on TV, I even saw Davy, Peter and Micky in concert when I was 12 and Davy by him self in Winnipeg a few times, No my friends didn't know how deep my love for them went, they thought that I was the Kooky girl that loved 60's television.
It wasn't until we were informed that Davy would be coming to our University as a guest speaker that they really knew how far I would go to meet him, I was volunteered to be hostess for the day I would show him around the campus and treat him to lunch get him water whatever he needed. By accepting that meant that I had to relinquish my lead role in Pride and Prejudice that we were performing I had worked most of the semester on perfecting my character but it didn't matter it was Davy Jones!!!
"I can't believe you did this Mira" said Jennifer
"Oh the play is going to be fine, Tammy will be great" I said
"No, I have a problem with all this I was looking forward to acting with you" Jennifer said.
"There will be other chances Jenn," I stated "its not like I am dropping out of school."
We went back to our off campus apartment and I had her help me pick out something to wear we settled on a casual pair of black slacks and a really nice grey low cut cashmere sweater, it formed to my body and hugged my curves in all the right places, I kept my shoulder length red hair down but curled it a bit, I decided on contacts instead of my usual glasses they made me look like I was in law school.
I arrived at my professors office at 10:00Am Sharp I was overly anxious I hardly slept a wink the night before, I had been way to excited.
"Well, Good Morning, Mira," He said.
"Good Morning. Professor Hastings" I said.
"You look very nice today, I bet you're excited to meet our guest," Professor Hastings said.
"Oh you know it...where is he?" I whispered.
He laughed, "He's not here yet" giving me a wink.
We turned around and Davy was standing at the door, he smiled and came in shook both our hands.
"Mr. Jones I am Mira I will be showing you around today," I said with a smile.
Giving me the once over "Please call me David or Davy not Mr. Jones" Yes she'll do, She'll do JUST fine," he laughed.
"Well I will leave you in her hands then," Professor Hastings said.
Davy passed a dirty grin my way, I knew where his mind had lead him.
I blushed as he flirted with me, it was so amazing walking beside him, he looked so good for his age, and not that he was old, just that we all have memories of him as a young guy from the show.
I gave him a tour of the campus he seemed a little bored and I didn't blame him, who really needed to know the History of Penn State anyway.
"So what are you taking?" he asked.
"Oh I am in the Arts program," I said.
"An actress," he smiled.
"Well that is what I like to think, I kinda stumbled into it," I smiled.
We continued to talk when he asked if I would come with him to a little diner near by, he was craving vegetarian lasagna that they made I agreed and we hoped into his car.
"It's honestly the best in the country," he said.
I laughed, "I'll take your word for it."
We sat down in the corner booth, the waitress took our orders and we continued to talk, there was no awkwardness between us, I just kept on staring at him.
"What? Do I have sauce on my face or something?" he asked wiping his face with a napkin.
"Oh no, I was just looking at you," I blushed.
"I know, I am OLD," he smiled.
"No I was thinking how handsome you are," I winked. "I have to be honest I am really a big fan of yours."
"Oh yeah, is that right, well I am honored," he said.
"Let me guess, you were 12" he smiled.
"Yeah how did you know?" I asked.
"That's the magical age, I seem to be really hot to 12 year old girls," he laughed.
"Well, I am not 12 any more," I flirted.
"Yes I can see that, your all grown up," he flirted back.
He took his foot and rubbed it against my leg, oh he knew all the oldest tricks in the book, and I didn't say anything I just looked into his eyes as I sipped my diet Pepsi through a straw.
He took a long look at me and smiled.
"That didn't phase ya, I will have to try harder I see," he smiled.
"Why did you moved to Beavertown? Of all places really," I joked.
"I liked the name," he smiled.
"Yeah I bet you did," I winked at him.
I was dying inside, he was really flirting with me, trying everything to seduce but for some reason I didn't give in.
The lunch lead to dinner the dinner to phone calls and late night visits. One weekend I came to stay at his house in Beavertown as always he'd pester me to give in to his advances.
We sat out side over looking the gardens.
"Come on love, we have been close for months now, you know that you have me completely locked up in you," he pleaded.
"Can I be honest with you?" I asked.
"You know you can," he said.
"I've never done it before," I said.
"It?" he asked.
"Yes, you know IT…Have sex," I stammered.
He sat up and looked at me with a huge smile.
"You mean to say you're a Virgin, of all the women in the world I have fallen for a virgin, you know that's not good for my reputation," he joked.
"I am serious David, you know I think I am ready to just get it over with," I said.
He put his arm around me and smiled.
"You know how I feel about you Mira, but I'd never take that away from you," he said.
I started the whole thing it was me that made the first move. I didn't know that I had it in me. As I turned to look at him, the moon was just right I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back. I started to play with him. I was in a rush.
"Whoa there is no hurry, if we are going to do this, we are going to do this right," he said.
He took my hand and guided me into his living room; he looked at the sofa and decided to make our way to his bedroom. I was excited and nervous all at the same time. I wasn't 100% sure what to expect but I was eagerly awaiting my first lesson.
"First, my darling let me undress you," he started to remove my clothing.
"Second you undress me." He continued as I started to undress him, I kissed his neck, his chest and went down to his penis he pulled me back up.
"I will be the one to teach you, you just lay back on the bed. I want you to remember your first time fondly," he purred.
I did as I was told, he started to kiss my neck and our lips met once again. I felt his hands on my breasts as he fondled them. His finger tips trialed down my body until he reached my pussy, he started slowly rubbing me. I loved they way I was feeling Davy has to be the best kisser in the world than and the combination of what he was doing to my pussy drove me crazy, but he moved down my body kissing me, he parted my legs and went in between them. I felt his tongue.
"Whoa what are you doing?" I asked as I sat up for a moment.
"Shhh let me do this, I'm losing my concentration," he smiled.
I lay back down and let him do his business it felt good, but if he thought that I was gunna kiss him after that he could think again.
He took a long time down there; this over whelming sensation came over my body as he put his finger inside I bit his pillow to try and not yell.
"Its ok let it out," he said with a smile.
"That was friggen amazing Davy," I yelled.
He moved up and was now on top of me.
"Ok, I am going to go in now," he said nervously
"Ok," I gulped not knowing how I should move.
"Ok," he said. "We're in" as he slowly started to rock his body and when he continued on it started to feel better and better.
"Oh if I knew it was this good I would have done this a long time," I said.
He laughed, "Don't do that."
"Do what?" I asked.
"Talk," he said as he continued to thrust his pelvis.
"Ok," I whispered. "Sorry."
He continued with his moves. I tried to move along with him, but I wasn't sure what to do. I gave up and let him show me it was amazing, as we came he laid beside me. I lay still for a moment. He said I was all shades of red but he liked it I rolled over and rested my head on his chest for a second. He twirled my hair with his finger.
"Well…," he said.
"Well…What?" I asked.
"How was it love? Did ya like it?" he asked.
"Uh huh…," I said sitting up.
"When can we do this again?" I asked smiling.
"Oh your gunna get me in trouble, aren't you!" his smile met mine. "Now I know why I love virgins they are so willing to learn."
I blushed but I wanted to do it again and again.
It wasn't really fair to the other men, me having Casanova himself as my first lover, but I didn't mind. It was summer time, school was out for me and Davy was going on a short tour. I joined him in a few cities spending the nights making love in a different town. I returned to his home in Beavertown a few days before him when he walked in here called for me.
"Mira…are you here love?" he called out.
"Yes I am in here," I shouted from his bedroom.
He walked in to find me naked beneath the covers.
"Hurry," I said. "get undressed"
"Oh you're the romantic one, don't I even get a kiss hello?" he joked as he started to get undressed.
"Come here," I said giving him a kiss.
"I think I made you into a nympho," he smiled.
"You very well, might have," I smiled. "Get going now, do your magic."
We weren't in love, I mean I loved him I had a love for him, but I wasn't IN LOVE per say. He was my best friend, I always came to him with problems and such we had an understanding I guess. I knew about the other women and try as I might I wasn't jealous. Maybe a little because they got a piece of him. But he'd never settle down with just one so I knew that we would have to stop what we were doing. I couldn't open myself up to potential suitors if I opened my legs for Davy every night. I had my mind made up now I just had to let davy in on my plan.
"This can't be the last time I make love to you Mira," he said.
"No why?" I asked.
"I would have done it better," he smiled.
"Ok tomorrow then, tomorrow will be the last time," I smiled I know what a fool you have the sexiest man over 50 in your bed and you send he away.
When tomorrow came and went it was always going to be "Tomorrow" so I had to get away. We were doing other things than making love: he was my dance partner for lessons I signed us up for, but he flirted too many times with the dance instructor so I dropped out.
I booked a flight I decided I was going to New York City. I never had been there and I was excited about experiencing it on my own.
If you can fall in love with a city I certainly loved New York. I had a beautiful condo on East 57th Street. I would attend daily matinees of Broadway plays and I even convinced myself to try out. I was surprised when I got a call back. I didn't get it because I was ill prepared. I didn't have the proper head shots or something. That's alright I didn't really want to be a Broadway Diva anyway.
I spent a lot of time people watching. I'd take a run in Central Park,then sit and watch the tourist and local people. My mind would wonder and I'd often wonder what kind of lives they lead. I would go home and write and write. I'd send Davy some of my stories. He fancied the dirty ones and often lend a hand in creating a masterful love scene. If any one knew the art of love making, it would have to be Davy. I'd blush when I would read his dirty text messages and try to out do him sending dirty things back.
I went on a shopping spree on day at a local flea market. I bought all theses wonderful Monkee memorabilia. A rare poster from their movie Head, concert posters, a huge poster of just the logo I had to have it, I came across Mike Nesmith's autobiography, and some of his solo albums on vinyl I purchased them and made my way home. Davy never really spoke much about Mike. So I guess you can say I was very intrigued listening to his albums and reading his book. I guess I got a crush on him.
I ran to my computer and searched for recent pictures. Man he looked good sporting a beard and mustache and in good shape too. I started to write about him. I mean really write about him. I didn't need Davy's help expressing the sex scenes my mind took over as the fictional Mike made love to my Diva she was an extension of me in a way. But I only had one lover and that was Davy.
He read my story and called me that night.
"Hi there Love," he said.
"Oh Hi Davy, how are you?" I asked.
"I'm fantastic, I just read your newest story. Is there something that you want to tell me?" he asked.
"No…like what?" I replied.
"That you have flipped your lid and have fallen for my mate," he said.
"Oh…you mean Mike," I asked.
"Yes, what happened to me? I was the hero in all your other fantasies," he joked.
"Well you can't ALWAYS get the girl, Davy," I said.
"Yes, yes I can," he replied. "Where did this come from? It's so out of the blue."
"I started to read his autobiography and listen to some of his solo stuff. He's amazing Davy," I spoke.
"Oh come on now, you needn't waste your money on that crap. I could tell you his life story," he snapped.
"Is someone getting jealous?" I asked.
"Well you won't give it up to me any more, but you will to him," he joked.
"I never met him Davy, that's all made up," I explained. "but I'd sure like to."
"Yeah I bet you would, I happen to know him you know and for a little loving I COULD be persuaded to introduce you two," he flirted.
"So when are you coming to New York?" I asked. "I want you to see my new condo; I think it would do you proud."
"In December, I was planning to see you for my birthday and New Years," he said. "Oh and I got a new place in L.A. You'll have to come for a visit. You'll never guess who I met up with."
"Who?"
"Peter, he lives out here," he said.
"Where in LA?" I asked.
"Yeah, it was good to see him again. He may come with me in December, if that's alright," he asked.
"Oh that would be wonderful. I'd always wanted to meet him and I have the room."
"Well, I will be bunking with you regardless," he said matter a factly.
"Well we will have to see about that my dear," I flirted.
"You know in real life I would never call you a tart," he said.
"I know that's like the pot calling the kettle black," I joked.
"And what's with Peter? You have to send me the next story. I have to know what happened," he said.
"It's on its way now," I said.
"If you gave him a bigger dick then me I will be mad," he joked.
"Good night, Davy."
"Good night, dear."
Christmas came and I went home to Winnipeg to spend time with my Mom. She was very happy to see me, but was a little worried that I wasn't eating. I was. I was just being healthy. I went back to New York and to tidy up the place. I bought new linens and comforters for the guest bedrooms. Yes, rooms. There was No way that Davy would be sleeping with me; well I didn't plan on it.
They arrived on the 30th as planned. I had decorated the Condo with Happy Birthday banners and balloons. Davy smiled and gave me hugs and kisses. Peter did the same. I just stood there and smiled to myself, oh its copy Davy time I see…
"Umm Hi, I'm Mira, its great to me…," I started to say when he kissed me.
"I loved your story," he said.
"I sent it to him, love," Davy said smiling at me.
I kinda blushed I never meant for my story to arise those kind of emotions in any one, never mind Peter Tork.
I had made dinner reservations at this Vegetarian restaurant: Angelica's Garden. It wasn't that far, but we took a cab anyway. I sat in the middle of Davy and Peter at first. I didn't think any thing of it. Peter turned a little to face me and suddenly he put his hand on my thigh I was startled and looked at him. He just smiled at me. He knew what he was doing.
"So Mira where DID you get that idea for that story," Peter asked.
"Well...I just made it all up," I started I looked over at Davy trying to get his attention to my leg. He just smiled and did the same I tried to compose my self what game were they playing I thought to myself.
"It's very good so realistic," he continued.
We reached the restaurant and Davy got out as I leaned over Peter put his hand put my dress. I gave Davy a look but he just smiled.
We were sat and had placed our orders. The men ate quickly they seemed to be in a hurry. We made light conversation and flirted A LOT. It was time to go so he hailed a cap and piled in. This time I stuck Davy in the middle.
When we arrived at my condo, I was busy slapping Davy's hands away from my ass. He was a little grabby that night. Peter, too. I didn't know much about Peter, but I would never imagine what happened next. I went into my bed room to get Davy's birthday present. When I turned around both men stood there, they moved swiftly surrounding me. Peter came behind me and Davy was in front of me, kissing me. Peter started to kiss my neck and ear lobes. I leaned back having him hold me. I was captured in the moment. Davy kissing my lips as Peter slowly unzipped my black cocktail dress. I tried to break free from their seduction. but every time I went to speak Davy kissed me again. Did I mention how good of a kisser he is? I closed my eyes as my dress fell to the floor. The coldness from the New York winter melted away with both there touches. I felt Peter's breath on my back as he kissed me.
"It's time for your second lesson: the art of seduction and Le ménage tois," Davy spoke.
Le Ménage what? A three some oh I could never do that or so I thought. Why was I still pulled into their embrace? I tried to say no. Put the feelings and the touches were far beyond my own comprehension.
Davy lowered him self to his knees he took my present for him and put it on the night stand. Then he pulled down my panties, Peter unhooked my bra, and he pulled me close holding me by my stomach kissing my neck I leaned back and our lips touched. His tongue entered my mouth as Davy's entered my pussy I quivered as it danced there my hands went behind and I felt Peter's hardness. He released me for a moment and pulled off his pants. He wasn't leaving it to chance. They guided me to my king sized bed and had me lay on my back. They came on either side of me. They both now fully undressed. I looked down at Peter's penis. Oh my it was huge, I was right but how? Davy caught my glance and smiled and went to my breasts and suckled them. Peter took my hand and placed it on his dick. I started to rub it, stroking it, and watching as he grew. I turned to Davy and we started to kiss again. We moved and he was leaning against the head board my face down in between his legs. Taking in his penis with my mouth I just went straight for the kill with my ass in the air Peter grabbed hold and entered my yearning pussy. I gasped as he entered he rocked fast. He didn't pace himself and he too went in for the kill as his pelvis slapped against my rosy ass. He pulled out and I was summoned to Davy. He gestured that I ride him. As I lowered myself down our eyes met and it became more intense. Peter was on his knees behind me, kissing my neck, as I rocked my pelvis up and down. I let out moans but was drowned by theirs. Peter pulled my head back kissing me with his hands on my breast. I took him in my mouth still rocking on Davy. Once we all came we collapsed to the bed, I lay there quiet on my stomach and then looked at Davy who was on my right,"How many lessons are there?"
"I donno. I make them up as I go," he laughed. "Happy Birthday to me! This was the best gift you could give me."
Gee and here I got him a diamond incrusted gold Rolex watch.
I got up and went into the shower. I needed to wash the sexual sin from my body. I wrapped myself in my pink silk bathrobe and returned to the bedroom. They were passed out: Davy on one side of the bed and Peter,was on the other. I smiled to myself they looked so innocent and I would have loved to have captured the image in more than just my mind. I creped quietly to my computer.
I had found this web site My Space and I will admit it I was addicted. I had made great friends with a few women on the Davy Jones Fan page. They didn't know the truth about our relationship only that I knew him. Oh how they would have loved me if I sent them naked pictures of Davy.
I smiled as I looked for them on the instant messages no one was on it was nearing 3 AM. I heard movement and twirling my chair back around they were both sitting up in my bed. I smiled and clicked off myspace.
"What were you doing?" Peter asked.
"Oh checking e-mails," I said.
"Hey Mira love, read to us from your story," Davy asked.
"Oh no, you don't want that," I said.
"Yeah read about the first time we had sex," Peter said.
"It's not ME in that story!!! Besides it wasn't a nice ending she felt bad and wanted to leave," I said.
"It doesn't matter, they still made love," he said.
"No I will read you her dream," I started, "I wrapped my legs around his waist. He leaned me against the wall and quickly pulled down his pants. He was already fully erect and lowered me on to his cock. As he trusted deep inside me, we let out moans of pleasure."
As I looked back around they stood behind me and we started all over again.
I was awakened by Davy he rubbed my back.
"Wake up, sleepy head. Its almost noon and Peter and I are taking you out for lunch."
"I don't think I can move Davy, my legs are really sore," I whined.
"Oh come on love. There is no better feeling than 'I can't walk the next morning because of the best sex last night feeling.' Besides with every pain you will think of me," he smiled and kissed my back.
"Where is Peter?" I said muffling my words my face was planted in my pillow.
"He's in the shower. Go on now get up," Davy insisted.
I looked over and saw the present that I had for Davy. I reached for it and scooted it his way.
"Here…it's your OTHER birthday gift the one I managed to wrap," I joked.
"Oh but unwrapping you is so much fun," he flirted.
I put the pillow over my head.
We went out for lunch and did a little shopping; New York is crazy on New Years Eve.
"What are we going to do tonight?" I asked. I didn't have any friends here yet so I had no parties to attend.
"We can stay in and just watch everything from the safety of your balcony," Peter said smiling at me.
Sounded like a plan we returned to my condo and put away our goodies.
"You know I never got the chance to show you my Condo. We got a little carried away last night," I joked.
"Yes and we can do it again if your willing," Davy beamed.
I didn't reply and took them on the short tour. They knew were the bedrooms were not that they had a chance to use them.
"You have our bobble head dolls!!!" Peter said.
"Yes, I am a huge Monkee collector. Look I have the two of you now," I smiled.
"You gunna chain us up love?" Davy flirted. "Make us your love slaves."
"If you're lucky," I joked. "Now I know this is so going to come across strange but would you guys mind singing a few things for me. I want to send them to some friends that are big fans."
They smiled at each other and took the markers from my hand and signed the 8x10's that I had of them. Well, since I wasn't planning on Peter being here, I didn't' have much for him.
"I can send you stuff when I get back and you can give them to your friends," Peter said.
"Oh you would do that for me?" I asked.
"Mira, we are a little more then friends now I would be honored," he smiled pulling me in for a hug.
"Yes, you don't just hump us and we forget about you love," Davy joked.
I rolled my eyes.
"You surprised me Peter," I said.
He smiled at me. "Really how's that?" he asked.
"Well, I don't really know all that much about you…Oh God, you're not married are you?" I asked. He laughed,"No I am not married. I am divorced."
"Oh good…I mean well, you know what I mean," I stammered.
"Well, I always just imagined you like how you were on that show," I smiled.
"No that Peter Tork and this Peter Tork are Very different," he said. "that was just a role I played."
We ordered in Chinese food and sat on my red leather couch in the living room. It over looked the wall on ceiling high windows. We passed the joint back and forth. It was Peter's idea. I never really got into that stuff, but for some reason it worked we sat in amazement as the Fireworks went off.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" we all screamed and jumped up.
We found that oddly funny and fell over each other laughing uncontrollably. Then it started again: the kissing the fondling "The Art of seduction." I can't really remember what took place. I just remember waking up and finding Davy and Peter standing in the windows naked eating my non dairy Ice Cream bars.
"Hey there baby," Peter said.
"Wanna lick?" he asked offering me the ice cream bar.
"Uh no I think I licked enough tonight," I joked.
"You love it," Davy said.
"You know I leave tomorrow early," he said. "That's gunna leave you and Peter alone together for 24 hours, of which I am deeply jealous."
Davy slept with me in my bed alone. It was a nice feeling having him in my arms all to myself even if it were just for a fleeting moment. As morning came, we were busy packing Davy up. He didn't want me to see him off at the air port. He wanted to go alone. New York was bitter cold that morning and he was happy to be going off to LA. We kissed and hugged and said Goodbye but before he left he took my hand and placed a envelope in it. He smiled as I opened to find tickets to see Mike in June.
"So I will see you then?" he asked.
"Try and stop me baby," I smiled.
"Maybe I can teach you some more lessons," he joked.
"I donno….maybe," I flirted.
I watched him as he walked away. Just making out his butt under his over coat. Oh what a cute ass.
As I closed the door I suddenly remembered that Peter was still here. A whole day with that man. I wasn't sure what to expect but I was happy to wait and see.
June came fast. The past 6 months were a blur. I arrived at the LAX air port and Davy waited for me in dark sun glasses not to be noticed. He smiled and gave me a hug. As we drove he smiled at me.
"So good to see you love," he said.
"Yes it is. What it's been 6 months?" I asked.
"That long really? He said.
We arrived at his home and I unpacked what I could before he came in.
"Get yourself ready we have a concert to go to. Pack an over night bag we will be staying the night," he smiled. I knew that grin and I smiled to myself what did Davy have in store for me?
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