Three

He was deep into a thread in a section called Gutter games grinning at the things the women said they’d do if around one of the guys when he noticed the blinking flag. Well alright, she had answered his message. Opening the link he scanned the message and shook his head. Well fuck, such an easy password.

He stopped at the words Fur Freak and Dark-sider and considered what the hell this Rosary girl was describing. Obviously it was about the band somehow, but what exactly? Then it hit him, FUR as in chest hair. Fur Freaks were the Jonny fans, but who the hell was the Dark-side? Couldn’t be Joker, he was too fucking blonde, might be Tico he had that Latin lover thing going on. Then it hit him and he started to chuckle. Well fuck, he was the Dark-side, him, Richie Sambora of the brown eyes and dark skin and hair. He shook his head and muttered, “Well fuck I think I sorta like that.” He glanced back over her message a wicked smile playing on his lips. So RosaryDarlin you’re a Richie girl huh?I shoulda known that by your forum name alone. I wonder if you write any of that fiction I’m getting ready to check out?

Unable to wait any longer he backed out of the messages area and scrolled quickly to the fiction section. Opening the link called Richie’s Realm his eyes went wide. Well fuck him sideways there were enough stories to choke a horse, and at least three of them were written by Rosary herself, one had even been started today. Clicking that link he settled back and started to read.

He frowned as he came to the end of the post. Well what the fuck? She just left it there? He could so see himself doing something that outrageous. Hell he’d done things as equally out there for women he cared for. Love wasn’t love without a bit of spice and excitement and over the years he’d learned well how to ferret things that really got a girl going. He tilted his head and read over the page again amazed at how close she’d actually came to how he’d react. Shit he didn’t know her did he? How the hell…. He went back to the menu and clicked another link. Shit this stuff was addictive, and he’d only read one chapter. All too soon he was deep into a story that had him and Jon as vampires. Fuck, never age? I could go with that. As he read through the story he noticed that after every chapter the girls would post their accolades in the form they called candy. Shit he hadn’t even realized there were so many fucking pictures online of him alone. Shit if there’s this many of me, how the fuck many would be in a Jon thread? As he finished that story he clicked a link and before reading two paragraphs he was backing out shudders and snorts of humor ripping through him. Fuck if he’d read a story that had him doing Jon. The man was his best friend but his fuckin’ plumbing was so not what he was interested in.

He clicked into the next story and was immediately swept up into a life and death drama that had him crowing with delight. He was so lost in what he was reading that he almost didn’t hear the knocking at the tuning room door. Glancing up he saw his friend of a quarter of a century standing there hands on hips. “Planning on performing with us tonight man? We go on in 5 minutes fucker.”

Richie glanced up and nearly blushed at being caught. “Fuck it’s that late dude?” He glanced at his watch amazed, he’d just blown four hours doing nothing but reading? He fucking hated to read really and yet he’d been sucked into the world very easily and knew he’d be going back.

Bookmarking the site he quickly powered down his laptop and stood. As he changed into what he wanted to wear on stage that night his mind kept circling on the things he seen, the questions just revving up in his mind. Jon was married, how could they write about him with other women? Shit, where did they come up with this stuff? How the holy fuck were they so able to hone in on what type of reactions they’d have. Rosary and a few of her friends had David’s wry sense of humor down pat, fuck they even had Tico down. He couldn’t wait to scan through a few of the Jon stories to see how close they came to his personality.

As he walked towards the stage he was already framing his next message to RosaryDarlin. He couldn’t wait to see her next response. Truth be told he couldn't wait to see what she came up with next and how close to him she could get.