PURR Chapter 7 - Coming Together

Nashville, Cincinnati, Cleveland, Kansas City, Oklahoma City and Omaha were among the other cities that were on the itinerary as PURR criss-crossed America. Often, each city conjured up thoughts of music that area had inspired.

At Gracie’s invitation, Country music superstar Shania Twain joined with the band in Nashville to perform a rousing version of “I Feel Like a Woman” as a duet with Gracie, as well as performing PURR’s own song “The Right Man for the Job Is a Woman” with her.

It had become common practice for the band to add a song or two tailored specifically for some of the towns they visited. Of course, the most obvious song they added to their set for their Kansas City show was nearly a cliché, the oft-covered song “Kansas City”. An encounter with one young lady in KC even inspired Jake to write a song called “Got Me a Kansas City Woman.“

While he and Tone were finding out that they really did have some crazy little women there, the tag-team of DeeDee and Kat found KC guys were pretty darn good at what they do as well, especially after the two not only fulfilled a fantasy for them, but taught them a lesson in how it’s done the PURR way.

By the time the PURR entourage hit Dallas for five sold out shows, they were hotter than hot. The media had already proclaimed them the supreme goddesses of rock ‘n roll. Back in the hotel after the fourth Dallas show, Tess called Jake to her suite. She sounded uncharacteristically serious, not the usual smiling, good-time girl image she normally portrayed.

“I wonder what the fuck this can be about. Our act onstage was going over pretty good with the fans,” thought Jake to himself. “I’m playing up the sexual flirting bit up just like I’m supposed to do for the show. I’m playing my sax better than ever, so what can Tess‘s problem with me be this time? That woman’s a stone fox, but she’s so damn fussy about everything.”

He knocked apprehensively on her hotel room door, not knowing what she might be up to now, still not sure of where he stood with her.

“Jake? Come on in.“ Fresh from a shower, Tess was relaxed and wearing a big fluffy white bathrobe after another energetic show. She already had two goblets and a bottle of champagne on the table. She had a serious, but not angry look on her face. “Please have a seat,” she said as she decanted the bubbly and pointed to the sofa with a feral look in her eyes. She said it more as a command than an invitation as she handed him a glass.

Jake was more than a little skeptical, but he took her up on her offer anyway. After he sat down and apprehensively took a long sip of the champagne that Tess handed him, he quietly asked, “What’s wrong, Tess? It looks like you’re all set for a drawn-out discussion or something. What do you have cooking in that red head of yours, or do you have a problem? I’m always there for you onstage, but I get the definite feeling you must want something else from me. Sure, I enjoy it when we play-act on stage and you and you have to know you give me a hard-on every time. That’s real. It’s impossible to fake, but don’t play around with my head. What do you want from me now, Tess?”.

His paranoia was getting the better of him, but he shared his personal demons with no one. The real problem with his rant was that he was fighting the feelings he’d been developing for the enigmatic keyboard player in spite of himself. For his own reasons, the wary Tomcat had sworn to himself that he would never let anyone into his heart again.

She flashed her trademark Giaconda smile, betraying that she did indeed have something on her mind and bent down to give him a friendly little kiss on his forehead.

“Jake, there’s no problem with the show or with you. I enjoy that little game we play onstage and your sax work is always sublime,“ she purred with a gleam in her eye. “What I called you here for is to ask you a favour. I’d like to think we’re friends by now.”

“Of course, Tess.” Jake said. trying hard to be cool, “What can I do for you, my misty dulcinea?” He knew that Tess would like that reference to Don Quixote, knowing that they shared a love of classic novels. It was almost a joke among the rest of the group that she and he were “the erudite”.

“Don’t waste your lines on me, boy.” He could tell that her smile was more relaxed now. “I’ve seen you pull that routine too many times, including with at least two of the girls in the band and even with a couple of the female roadies. You’re not as sly as you think. Okay, here’s where I need your help. I’ve grown to trust you, Jake.”

This wasn’t going anything like the seduction scene that Jake was kind of hoping for, however he continued giving her the once over twice. God, this girl was a regular fantasy. Tess knew by then he would do whatever she wanted. After all, he was just a man. All he could manage to say was, “I hope that I am your friend, Tess. What can I do for you?”

She took a deep breath. Jake couldn’t help but notice how her glorious bosom rose and fell so alluringly when she did. “You know that I originally come from Texas, right near here as a matter of fact. It’s funny; I wasn’t popular at all when I was a gawky young teenager in high school here. I always dressed in kind of funky clothes in those days. I guess you could say I just had my own style. Everybody just thought I was weird or something, but look at me now! Guess I showed them all, didn’t I? Now everybody wants to say they know me. I feel almost like Janis Joplin. They laughed her out of this state too, and look what she became.”

“She became dead, Tess” he interrupted.

She continued “Yeah, but I’m getting the last laugh now just like she did, except that I plan to be around for a long time!”

Jake just had to ask, “What’s all that got to do with me?”

“Well Jakey,” she replied as that devilish smile resurfaced. “My mother, who I haven’t talked to in years, never understood me either. She was glad when I finally left.. Now, she suddenly crawls out of the woodwork wants to see me again. She always used to say that I’d probably never find a good man and I’d never be married again. I’m certainly not saying that I want to marry you or anybody else, but do you think we could just let on that we’re married when I go to visit her? You and I put on such a convincing show every night. So would you come with me when I visit her and just act like you and I tied the knot, just for her benefit so she gets off my back?”

Even the pretense of marriage touched a raw nerve in Jake, but he reluctantly agreed., already under her spell. “Yeah, I guess I can do that, Tess. We have one more show to do here in Dallas, then we have a couple of days off while the roadies take the stage apart and put it together again in Detroit. We can visit your mom then. But hey, shouldn’t we get a couple of rings to make the act convincing?“

“I’m way ahead of you, Jake.” Tess was smiling for real now. “I picked up a couple in town yesterday. I always notice your fingers when you play your horn.”

Always thinking, Jake had an observation. “You know your mom’s gonna expect you to have a big expensive diamond or your finger.”

Tess grinned a Cheshire Cat grin and pulled a box out of her robe pocket. She flashed a garish rock that she put on her right hand. “You know I like my bling. This gave me an excuse to pamper myself. What do you think?” “Damn, girl, you make me ALMOST wish I did buy a ring like that for you. This could be dangerous, but I think I’m just might like playing house with you, maybe a little too much.. How far do you plan to take this charade?”

The mistress of the keyboards smiled broadly as she abruptly threw off the dressing gown. She was now wearing nothing but that gaudy ring. “I’m not saying that you and I will ever be anything more than band-mates, but what do you say we just practice acting like we’re married, almost like we were having a real honeymoon? Just to make the show we’re putting on for my mom more convincing, you understand. Remember that Order of PURR auction thing back in Pittsburgh? You know that whole thing where I “bought” you was just a game, kind of a test. We went back to my room that night, had a couple of drinks and a couple of laughs. I teased you while we made out and fooled around a bit, but that was just a test for me to see if you were up to doing what I really wanted. I was already thinking ahead to Dallas and had this other gig in mind the whole time. Now, we’re here and I REALLY want to collect on what I paid for. You didn’t think I’d let you off that easy, did you?”

Jake felt like she’d been playing him like all the other women in his life tried to do, but he knew she still hadn’t really collected on the $25,000 she paid for him at that auction weeks ago. He’d seen her virtually naked then and had even performed cunnilingus on her and the rest of the girls, but this time it was different.

You could’ve knocked the completely rattled Jake over with a feather, but he instinctively ripped off his own threads. He was especially taken aback that it was Tess who was calling the tune. She was even more spectacular totally naked in this setting, more than he’d imagined, and he did fantasize about that more than he liked to admit.

Jake had been around the block a few times himself, but his eyes were captivated by her flawless unabashedly nude body Her breasts were nothing short of magnificent, with nipples standing proudly at attention for him. Her closely trimmed, bikini-waxed chestnut colored muff tantalized his taste buds. And those lithe and lengthy legs! He couldn’t get that expression from his college years out of his mind, “They go right on up and make a perfect ass of themselves!”

“You know I could have any man I wanted to do this phony marriage thing, but I chose you only because you happen to be the top Tomcat. Only Gracie and I rank higher in the PURR hierarchy. That will impress my Mom. Just take a good look at all this, Jakey,” she said sarcastically.

She held her tits out and stroked her pussy as if to tease him, then turned around. “You think this ass deserves anything less than the best? I already know you’re good with your tongue, but you know it takes a lot more than that to satisfy me, I was more interested in seeing how good you are when it comes to real fucking. You have a reputation for being a good lay, but I want to see for myself. Are you up to it, sax man?”

Jake took that as a challenge, as if a gauntlet had been thrown. “Well young lady, I think what you need is a good fucking. Are you up to it?“

His rigid long, thick “horn” displayed how exhilarating he thought this could be, The two practically tripped over each other racing to the bedroom. They anxiously threw themselves onto the queen-size bed. When he kissed her passionately, he could tell that Tess had not only been drinking wine, but had been smoking some exotic herbs as well. Soon, she was like an alley cat in heat between the sheets with him. It was a regular fucking contest, but there were no losers.

They were both obviously well read and well practiced at a variety of positions. Tess led off with the Lusty Leapfrog, where she crouched and straddled him with her feet planted . on either side of his hips. Jake countered with the Sultry Sidewinder, both of then on their sides facing one another with her top leg draped over his.

Without ever losing their connection, she maneuvered him into the Magic Missioary position, a variation of the standard missionary. She was on her back and he got on top of her with his ankles hooked around her calves so she could squeeze to drive him crazy/ That way, she got orgasmic clitoral stimulation and got to watch him use his thighs and his glutes, his strongest muscles,. Not to be outdone, Jake introduced her to the Canine Coupling technique, a variation of the old doggie style directing intense, firm pressure from his shaft to her G-spot.

. Tess particularly liked it when he then surprised her with one of his favorites, the Titillating Trapeze, with her on her back and him kneeling in front of her, with her legs bent over his arms, so he could lift her ass off the bed. Jake’s preferred tricks included the Rickshaw, Happy Landing and the Stick Shift and were only preludes to Tess’s favorites, the Private Lap Dance and her number one choice position, the Comfort Zone. They were both just showing off for each other and neither one complained.

Tess especially enjoyed it whenever she was on top. She felt she was more in control that way, but Jake was a visual man. He luxuriated in watching her riding him like a true Texas cowgirl. The action continued unabated. She came noisily and repeatedly until she finally collapsed after their final volcanic orgasm.

Exhausted, they fell asleep in each other’s arms for what was left of the night. When they awoke after 10:30AM, Tess exclaimed. “Omigod, did we really do that? I thought we were just going to fake it, like we do on stage every night. But I must tell you Jake, that was absolutely fanfuckingtastic, but you know that this marriage thing is still just for show, just like the act we do.”

Slightly overwhelmed yet, she could only kiss him tenderly on the forehead. “Still, we can’t deny that what happened, happened. Don’t worry, we’re still just friends, but I suppose that now we’re just a little closer than most.”

On one hand, Jake had to wonder what that was supposed to mean, but on the other, he’d just experienced the most incredible piece of ass he’d ever had. Still, warning lights were going off in his head. DANGER! DANGER! As usual, he paid no attention to them and prepared for the next show that evening.

For that night‘s show, Billy Gibbons of ZZ Top, the “Biggest Little Band in Texas” joined the PURR guitarists for their cover of “She’s Got Legs”, already a crowd favourite. Then they joined him in singing “Every Girl’s Crazy ‘Bout a Sharp Dressed Man.’

That night and every show afterwards, the performance that Gracie and Tone put on, in addition to the one that Tess and Jake gave had an extra bit of drama in it. By now the tension and the tease between Marlboro Man and Gracie Pasquale was starting to measure on the Richter scale. It released a sexual dynamic in the whole band’s performances that shook the stage and audiences alike. Offstage, she just about contained her feelings and her lustful passions for him.

He had not always been successful in managing to maintain a nonchalant air in defiance to her aloofness but things were about to change dramatically. Their much publicized affair had been on and off more times than a hookers drawers. She had broken his heart more times than he could remember, Gracie’s past was littered with a long trail of broken Marlborough Men before Tone Redman.

Their arguments were very often public and always fucking loud. Neither one would give an inch, but they held a certain magic dynamic between them, a kinda love/hate relationship as if they were on a collision course. They made love with wildcat passion when it happened and fought like tigers when it didn’t. She knew deep down how Tone felt and was still afraid to commit and he still came back for more.

This gig was going to be Tone’s big moment to try and get his message across to Gracie with a punch that would knock her flat on her back. There was one specific song of ZZ’s that he particularly liked. He claimed it was a parody of himself and his relationship with the paradox of virtues that was the forbidden center of his world.

It turned out that Billy was a friend of Tess’s from days gone by. Conspiring with her, Jake and the rest of the ladies, Tone was going to pull off a feat giving that song a rendition aimed straight at Gracie’s heart in mid show. She would either melt in his arms and love him for it or she would kill him on the spot. But such was the Marlboro Man’s ‘risk addiction’ and his undeniable love for her. His whole idea was bigger than him and it scared him but like the others he was an adrenalin junkie.

They had all promised Tone complete secrecy in his surprise venture. The band had rehearsed the song and the moment was fast approaching. It would be just after “Kiss You All Over”. When the stage would be thrown into complete darkness as the searchlights played on the audience just before she would rip into ‘Gimme Some Lovin“.

But tonight as she grabbed the mike and was ready to roll, an intro she was not familiar with stopped her dead in her tracks. Betti’s drums slammed down the first four bass beats. Kat, Jenny and DeeDee’s guitars softly slid in and Tess snuck in a little subtle organ backing. Angela and Roxanne just made sweet almost indiscernible humming sounds as all the sounds merged to become one beautiful noise. The spotlight hit Tone in his shades, black hat and white shirt, as he walked slowly towards the mike at the end of the stage opposite from the object of his desire.

The whole band was rooting for him to a member by now. They all knew how he felt about Gracie and now they all felt for him. Illuminated in front of 85,000 people, he edged his way forward. Life on stage had never been this big for him, his throat went dry and his hands shook as he held on tightly to his sax. The intro picked up, he got to the microphone pulled it from its stand. “ I have a message from the whole band for Gracie,” he announced. The slow rock intro rolled on “Happy Birthday, we love you!” he exclaimed.

The crowd roared “Happy Birthday!” Wholly engrossed in all her hard work, she had completely forgotten what day it was. A second spotlight hit the bemused Gracie and another hit an empty bar stool.

Tone gestured to the crowd to be silent as the rock intro moved up a beat reaching closer to his moment. “And Gracie, this is from me, from my heart. Please take a seat!” With that, the band led by Billy Gibbons in a second spotlight, thumping out hot licks broke into ZZ Top’s ‘I’m a Rough Boy’ and her Marlboro Man started to sing:

What in the world’s come all over me?
I got a chance a one in three, ain’t got no rap,
Ain’t got no line, but if you give me just a minute I’ll be feeling fine...
I am the one, who can fake the heat,
The one they all say just can’t be beat.
I’ll shoot it to you straight and look you in the eye
So give me just a minute and I’ll tell you why.
I’m a Rough boy; I’m A Rough boy
I don’t care how you look at me
Because I am the one you will see.
We can make it work we can make it fine
So just give me one more minute and I’ll tell you why
I’m a Rough boy…. I’m a Rough boy
I’m a Rough boy…. I’m a Rough boy“

Raw emotion surged thru the arena as he walked ever closer to her while the band wailed on louder towards the crescendo. As MM got closer, he could see her lovely welcoming laugh. As he reached her, tears were running down both their faces in happiness and relief that all that tension had finally been released. He had just declared his true innermost feelings before 85,000 people. If she couldn’t ‘take that to the bank’ then nothing would do it. He faced her and joined in the howling of the outro with his sax until the crescendo subsided and the lights went out. Everybody could relax and have a real ball now, but just at that moment the words ‘I love you, Gracie Pasquale” boomed around the stadium as his whispered words were caught and immortalized in her mike.

Retaining her cool composure, Gracie dove back into the interrupted show as if she were impervious to Tone’s impetuous statement. Even Gibbons was taken aback by her apparently cold non-reaction to Tone‘s open declaration of his emotions. Meanwhile the rest of the band was already thinking ahead to the party they had already planned for Gracie.

As the show ended after the last encore. The big pyrotechnics exploded and ticker tape rained down on the band lineup for the final bow, Gracie now ensuring she was next to Tone. The crowd screamed for more as the stage lowered them into the bowels of the auditorium and they all headed out for the waiting limos as roadies handed them towels Gracie kept a firm hold on her Marlboro Man “Come get a ride with me, Tone.” She pulled him into her car.

She was pumped full of adrenalin, suppressed emotion and hyper energy, as was everybody after every show. Normality reined for nobody after a PURR stadium gig, this was like living on the edge of the world where anything could and sometimes did happen.

“Take us the long way back to the hotel. I want a least an hour,” She barked at the chauffeur and he wound up his window as the car pulled off into the night. “ Wanna drink Rough Boy?” she joked as she made them both a stiff one, which they both downed in one. Tone could feel the adrenalin energy oozing from her, not to mention his own; he knew something wild was about to happen.

“That was quite a show you put on tonight Marlboro, very touching. You really are a chancer aren’t you, you trying to fucking upstage me now or what?” Before he had a chance to answer she pushed him down on the plush black leather seats jumped on top of him and ripped open his shirt, unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down and had his rapidly stiffening cock in her hand as she knelt on the floor beside him, she engulfed his cock in her mouth. He’d had sex with her in the back of the limo before after a show but she was never like this. She was all over him like a cheap suit, as she sucked on his cock he reached under her skirt and ripped the knickers from her arse and pulled her on top of him, her legs spread across his face. They were like tigers on heat devouring each other with ravenous passion completely oblivious to the outside world. They reached a shuddering climax together and rolled onto the floor of limo gripped tight in each other’s genital embrace.

Tone climbed up beside her and looked down into her eyes unsure of what to say but something just came out as usual “Whew! Happy birthday you dirty alleyfuckingcat,” he whispered.

“You dirty tomfuckingcat,” she joked back at him using his slang.

They both sighed heavily and felt like a lead weight had been lifted from them.

“I really am in love with you Gracie.”

“That was ‘something else’ that you did out there tonight Tone did you mean all that?”

“You don’t think I’d of put myself through that shit if I didn’t, do you?” That rhetorical question would confirm the beginning again of their torrid affair. The limo carried on to the hotel. They took the elevator from the underground security car park to her penthouse suite. As they entered the suite, you could’ve knocked Gracie down with a feather, Tone however had been privy and part of the arrangements and knew what to expect.

As the lift doors opened, the whole apartment was in darkness but for the oil burning torches and colored lights out on the huge open air plaza of the penthouse roof gardens she could see thru the glass walls people mingling and dancing ‘A Walk on the Wild Side’ wafted into the air, this was PURR’s notice that craziness was about to take place. Slowly the lights came to life as she could make out that the entire apartment was awash with bouquets of every color imaginable all wishing her “Happy Birthday.”

Tone wandered around with her as she read the cards. On a stand in one corner of the suite stood a sax, the horn stuffed with red roses the card stuck under one of the keys read ‘To her Grace with all my love, from her bit off Rough MM’. As she read it, a tear ran down her cheek. She grabbed her Marlboro Man, threw her arms around his neck and smothered him with kisses. Tone held his hands high in victory. He had won the woman of his dreams. The whole event had been a complete success, or so it seemed. The entire room erupted with a cheer of ‘Happy Birthday Gracie’ as he lead her out into the plaza Jake walked up to her, kissed her on the cheek and whispered “Happy Birthday darlin’. You certainly made one bad Marlboro Man very happy.” At the same time he handed a sax to Tone, Betti slammed down the base beats and the band soared into the instrumental section of ‘Rough Boy.‘ Fireworks lit the sky at the end of the plaza spelling out ‘Let the games begin, your Grace.’

One by one, everyone in the band, including the Tomcats and even some of the invited roadies filed up and kissed Gracie giving her their love and best wishes. This usually hard-working, aloof woman was tonight at ease, approachable and for the first time in years IN LOVE!

The band picked up the tempo a notch as Tess’s keyboard swirled into ‘Gimme Some Lovin.’ Someone stuck a mike in Gracie’s hand and the party started kicking ass. A company of male and female dancers appeared and performed in front of the impromptu band performance. To say these dancers were provocatively dressed would be and understatement, it set the mood. It was time for some good old-fashioned sex and drugs and rock and roll.

Gracie and Tone joined the party and mingled with the crowd and the band hired for the night took over and jammed with the guests that cared to give a song or tune. Roadies acting as waiters wandered round with silver salvers loaded with joints and lines of white lady decorated the glass coffee tables dotted around here and there. Burlesque dancers were mingling amongst the throng of celebrities and associated party animals. It was a big night for the band and everybody associated with the tour. Couples were openly fucking, to one side on a small stage. Angela was teasing Chris with a 4-inch butt plug while he was going down on Roxanne, his hands tied behind his back as the mesmerized onlookers watched.

As the ladies of PURR indulged in their chosen stimulants, they would begin to unwind and taboos along with inhibitions and panties would soon be relaxed and coming down. None of the PURR girls were ever accused of being shy, although Jen still liked to profess her modesty to everyone. As the ladies all stripped off and slipped into the hot tub one by one, with a “what the hell” look on her face, Jen dramatically followed suit, revealing her generous breasts, a bikini waxed snatch and a sleek and shapely form. That extreme nether coiffure was what had enabled Jake to identify Jen so readily at the auction. She had often bragged about the pride she took in her muff.

Naturally, BL, Blair, Amin and Space had no problem with getting naked. They were all quite proud of their equipment and liked the chance to show off. Of course, Jake had previously sampled all of that smorgasbord of pussies weeks before at the auction, but he was blindfolded when he did. Beholding a display of so much tits and ass all at once was a bona fide treat for all the guys. However, despite being surrounded by such a blatant exhibition of feminine charms, Jake was especially pleased when the statuesque Tess made a point of positioning her lean and lovely body next to his.

The effects of more than a few drinks, in addition to the herbs they all passed around made her Texas drawl more prominent as she proclaimed, “Y’all know I paid $25,000 for exclusive rights to this one. I reckon at least one of y’all have snuck a piece of this, “ as she sat up holding Jake’s tool in her grip. “But this here hunk of burnin’ sex is mahn! Y’all can watch if you want. I’m gonna show y’all just how to handle a man!”

While never yet actually publicizing her emerging relationship with him, with the entire collection of sex kittens and the Tomcats were all intently looking on, as Tess made out with him with all the energy of a high school nympho at the local drive-in. She teased him by giving him a professional quality blowjob without actually making him come. Several in her audience masturbated as they gazed absorbed with her technique. Meanwhile, Jake was in heaven.

Amin and Blair were soon attending to Jen and pulled her into the pool, Amin sat on the edge with his erection proud got hold of her by the hair and pushed his thick dark cock into her mouth holding her head he bobbed it up and down on his cock She sucked with surprising gusto as Blair slid round behind her, spread her legs and slipped his formidable manhood up her welcoming shaft. Jenny knew how it felt to be fucked, but not by two black horn men at the same time. She felt the hard cock in her mouth stretching her lips and loved the feeling of the underwater fucking BL was administering at the same time. His hands firmly holding her thighs. As she sucked and was being fucked, Space stood to one side of her feeling her tits, Jen was going crazy with lustful desire and bouncing up and down like a bucking bronco. This Pussy was definitely unleashing rock and roll.

Tess played the mistress of ceremonies like she‘d been doing it all her life. Gracie, who then joined the hot tub party along with her Marlboro Man, was impressed and thought to herself that she had taught Tess well. Tone whispered to her, “I never thought Tess had it in her, but look at her now! Gracie couldn’t resist saying, “I’m sure she will have it in her, if she hasn’t already!”

Jake’s face wore a bemused smile, as they spoke Tess’s head bobbed to the surface and she swung her long red locks around as she surfaced at Jakes waist. She threw her arms around his neck rose up and slid down onto his shaft, as the glistening water ran down her lithe, tanned body they seemed almost oblivious to the party going on around them.

Jake felt like the cat that had got the cream as he and Tess celebrated their nascent relationship with a wild water fucking as the enthusiastic audience urged them onwards. Meanwhile, Jenny was starting to squeal with pleasure as her climax rose to its apex, but Blair and Amin showed her no mercy while they fucked her into oblivious sensations of ecstasy as she shuddered and came between them simultaneously the two horn players blew their crescendo into her with uncontrollable excitement until the three of them slid exhausted under the water.

Gracie and Tone, watching the amazing action taking place around them were prompted them into a little intimate action of their own. As he grabbed her and pulled her in front of him and lifted her onto his cock and joined Tess and Jake in the wild water fucking. Before long the pool was full of enthusiastically copulating couples. The night was a roaring success as all couples getting busy around the pools edge.

The Dallas engagement was over for the band. The stage crew would be disassembling the stage and outloading it for the next city. Tess and Jake would have a few days off before they would fly to Detroit, where the show was booked next. Those two would put on an even greater performance for Tess’s mother.

“Mom, I’d like you to meet my husband Jacob. You thought that no man would ever put up with me, but look at him! Jake could have any girl he wanted, but he chose ME!”

Nobody could see it, but chills ran up and down Jake’s spine as she held out the overstated diamond ring paired with the gold band that now adorned the ring finger on her left hand. “Whaddya think of THAT, Ma? He didn’t get this baby out of a Cracker Jack box!”

Her shocked mother nearly cried with joy that her little girl had not only roped such a handsome man, and he obviously had money besides. Suddenly, she was acting as if she were a stereotypical mom on a television soap opera. “Oh Tessie, I’m so happy for you both. If you’ll let me, I want to get to know you all over again. And this young man too! How long can you stay?”

Tess looked at Jake and answered her, “We’ve got at least one more day to kill before we have to fly to Detroit. “Why don’t we spend the night here, honey?”

Jake uneasily nodded his consent. Tess turned to her mother. “Then it’s settled. We’ll chat for a little while, Mom, and then Jake and I are both really tired. If you ever saw the band’s show, you know the energy we both have to put out for every show.”

Once again, Jake felt like he’d walked into a lion’s den, but he could only say “Yeah, we sure do” He followed Tess’s lead to fake his way through the superficial chit-chat the mother and daughter had. After just an hour or so, he yawned, “I’m really beat. Honey, you have to be too. Mrs. Pilot, would you mind if we turned in for the night?”

“Oh, go right ahead, you poor dears. Let me show you to your room. But now that she’s married, of course you’re both welcome to stay as long as you want, whenever you want.” Mrs. Pilot was putting on quite an act herself. After she led them to the guest bedroom, she hugged and kissed them both good night. “ I‘ll just say good night now.”

When she closed the bedroom door behind her, Jake noticed that Tess wasn’t as quick to jump into bed, as she was a couple of nights before. She still leisurely stripped down to just her bogus “wedding” rings. “This time, let’s take our time. I know your reputation, Jake, but make love to me soft and slow tonight. All night long, okay?”

Although he was a wild man the first times they fucked, soft and slow was just how Jake really preferred to have sex. Meanwhile, his mind was flooded with disconcerting memories that had nothing at all to do with Tess. Even so, he enthusiastically joined her in her natural state and proceeded to skillfully kiss every inch of her beautiful form. He drove her wild with ecstasy until she moaned dreamily, “Oh, fuck me, Jake. I want to feel every inch of you inside me. I want you to explode in me and fill me!”

Back to the old comfortable missionary position, he allowed her to guide his solid stanchion into her drenched private theatre. Kissing her the whole time, he thrust and twisted to bring her to multiple orgasms before becoming unable to restrain his own orgasmic surge any longer. He moaned softly as he released, while Tess beamed ear to ear. In the only similarity to their previous encounter, they slept in each other’s arms all night. Before they drifted into the arms of Morpheous together, she whispered in his ear, “Thank you, Jake. You were just great all night, between pleasing my mother in one-way and me in quite another. You’d better watch out, you got me this close to falling in love with you for real, and that scares the hell out of me too….” She fell asleep with a smile on her face.

“Scares YOU?,” he thought. He looked at her angelic face as she slept. “Oh Tess, you have no idea….”

They rejoined the band the next day for their chartered flight to the Motor City. They still had over a dozen cities in the States to do before they crossed the big pond to England and Europe before they would go on to the Orient and wind up the tour with a grand finale in Australia.

Once in Detroit, visions of Motown swirled in their heads as they looked forward in anticipation to their next scheduled guest stars. It would be none other than the legendary Temptations, who would of course perform their signature song “My Girl” with PURR. They pluralized the lyrics to sing a rock rendition of “My Girls”. The following night’s performance featured Stevie Wonder himself harmonizing with Gracie on the PURR hit song “Ripe and Ready for Love”.

The band would go on to Chicago, where the Queen of the Blues, Koko Taylor provided a perfect counterbalance for Gracie’s rougher side as her gritty voice blended with the ladies of PURR to offer their classic “If Mama Ain’t Happy, Ain’t Nobody Happy”. Taylor, backed by Gracie and the band belted out her signature song “Come To Mama”. The girls kept up their harder edge to win over that tough town.