Readers, this a fictional road story set in the 1980’s, before cell phones and the internet as we know it today. All sexualized characters are fictional and over 18. This is part one of what I hope will be a many part series. This is my first story here and I hope you enjoy.
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In the early Spring of 1987, I launched my adventure on the road. I was twenty-four and recently laid off from my now out of business former employer. I’d spent the last six months preparing to hit the road to follow my favorite jam band and its hippie caravan across North America. I’d planned to stay out on the road as long as I had fun and if the car and money held out.
For money, I’d spent the time since rumors of my former employers’ purchase preparing. I’d worked all the hours I could to save. I’d sold my companies stock at a pre-sale rumor high before it dropped like a stone. In the end I was able to hit the road with almost $30,000 in the bank.
For wheels I’d purchased a 1972 Ford Galaxie 500 station wagon, with less than 60,000 miles on her. She was white with a blue interior and had no rust or damage. Classic “little old lady car”. I’d paid $1000.00 for her and had my buddy’s shop put another $1500.00 into her for new tires, carburetor rebuild, gaskets, transmission service, suspension upgrade, along with an icy AC and new fans to get heat and cooling all around the large car.
I’d also had some secrets added to the interior of the car and under the hood, to stash valuable things like weed, money, tools, and tickets. I finished her off with a new stereo and speakers, to give me good sound for the trip.
In the months I’d been anticipating my extended vacation I’d ordered four tickets for each show on the spring tours which ran until the end of June. I knew there was no way I’d get all the tickets I’d ordered but hoped to have enough extra’s either for trade or to “miracle” people with. I’d vowed I would not sell any of my tickets for cash, since I had money already and was planning to pay my way on the road selling hot dogs and beer if the cops weren’t hassling people about that.
This being the 1980’s I’d called a national campground chain and spent an hour and a half on the phone laying out prepaid camping reservations near each stop on the tour, leaving a few travel days when I’d grab a hotel room to get a real bed for the night. I had a new 10-foot X 12-foot tent, good sleeping bag, a full-size air mattress to sleep on, and if it was too hot, cold, or rainy out the air mattress was a perfect fit for the back of the station wagon.
In late March of 1987, I hit the road to Virginia, two hours from my apartment, with my roommate Max and his girlfriend Darla following in their car. I’d prepaid rent and bills with Max for six months and I’d given him tickets for these local shows. This way I knew my stuff was safe and I had a place to return to when and if I needed to.
We got to the campground two hours before the concert parking lot opened and set up our tents so we could all just crash after the show. The lot opened as we arrived, and I’d set up selling hot dogs and beer with Max. I’d had two extra tickets for the three shows in Virginia and within the first hour I’d traded one of the tickets for today’s show for quarter ounce of nice-looking weed.
I’d made a sunshade and mount to fit into the wagon’s roof racks and open tailgate along with two old beach umbrellas added for good shade in the back. We had set up two chairs and a small folding table with the grill nearby and coolers in the back at the tailgate. We sat there for the six hours before the show meeting all kinds of cool people, having a couple of beers, and sneaking to the front seat for a couple of quick hits from the bowl.
The show was great, once we got inside with four hours of music and dancing with thousands of your close new friends and some ones you knew before today. Out in the lot after the show we ate a few more hot dogs and had some water and OJ to rehydrate after all the dancing and smoking inside the arena.
The next two shows were much like the first except for a light cool rain on the second day. I’d given my spare ticket for the third show to a cute hippie chick with a sign looking for a for a miracle an hour before the third show. We had a good time dancing the whole show together and even made out a bit during the slow drum and jam portion of the show.
After we left the show, she went to find the friends she had come to the show with. I’d told her if she or her friends needed a ride to find me where I’m parked before with the white station wagon, but I never saw her again.
The next day I got up, packed up, and took down the tent, said goodbye to Max and Darla, as I took off for the next two shows in Connecticut starting the next day.
I arrived in Connecticut and stayed in a crazy hotel with a giant Teepee in front an hour from the camp site. Woke up early the next day after some good bed rest and went to the campground I’d made reservations at and set up my tent and bed for after the show. On my twenty-five-mile ride to the show I’d stopped for beer, hot dogs, and anything else I’d need for the day.
I’d found a spot to set up my grill and stuff in a lot next to people I’d been across the aisle from at the last show in Virginia. The day was sunny but there was a cool breeze, so you needed your jacket. The heat from the grill was welcome.
Although alone, I’d left my tailgate open and table with both chairs set up. After about half an hour the guy I’d traded the ticket for weed with in Virginia came strolling by. He saw the white wagon and plopped down in the empty chair.
“That green was awesome, I’d said, and I’m looking for more if it was as good. I also have some tickets to trade for other shows on the tour.” I showed Joe a piece of paper from my wallet that was a show chart with three blank places on it. One in Philadelphia, one in Chicago and one in California. I had six spare pairs of tickets for various shows and two tickets for each show. I said may want to do something with those but hoped to find someone cool to share them with along the way.
I gave Joe a Molson and a Hot Dog as he took out a pencil and wrote down the spare dates I had, and the shows I needed. If he found me the shows, I’d give him a free set to do what he wanted with. “I will find you those three shows no problem,” looking at second small sheet of his own. “I got two pairs set already and the California show will be no problem.”
“I’ll buy the spares for the first Worcester show for myself.” he said, and I told him to keep his money and they were his for all his help.
“Can you watch my grill for a moment, while I get the tickets?” I’d asked him and I went to the front of the car and got the tickets he needed for the trade plus the two Worcester tickets. I handed him the four tickets he needed for the trades and the Worcester show tickets for him. He was a little shocked that I gave him his tickets before he made the trades and gave me a hug as I’d went to clasp his hand.
I’d asked if he wanted another beer, but Joe said no, but asked if I had any water? I told him there were two gallons in the cooler and new cups on the back seat and to help himself as some people came up for food. He came back in a moment with a full cup of water and a smile. Joe leaned in to tell me quietly there was a surprise for me in the cooler and “I’d better not let it get wet in there.”
With that he was off into the crowd as four more people came up for Hot Dogs.
Ten minutes, eight hot dogs, and twelve Molson’s later, (Molson was popular there) I got back to the cooler to find a quarter ounce of bright green pot and a smaller bag of long stemmed, small capped mushrooms. I’d quickly stashed the bags in the zippered inner pocket of my jean jacket and got a large cup of water and some more hot dogs for the grill with a wide grin on my face.
The next hour passed briskly as I’d sold all but my last six beers that were kept for personal use.
Just as I’m telling a couple, who’d bought six over the last forty-five minutes, that I’m out, a Girl walked up and asked if I had any water for sale. I said hi and told her I’d just give her some and asked if she’d like to sit in the shade for a minute while I’d get her a cup and brought back the water jug to the table for both of us.
I handed her a new plastic cup as she sat down at my little table. “Hi, I’m Lou and I asked, how are you doing on this sunny day?” She took a healthy swig from the cup, saying “Thank you” as I refilled it for her.
“Hi, I’m Molly and I needed that. 8 million beers and almost no water anywhere! It has not been a good day!”
“I’d come to the show with my soon to be ex roommate she’d said. Her and her boyfriend were almost blackout drunk in two hours and she’d left when he’d puked on the hood of their car and poured all of their water on it trying to clean it off while having another beer and a shot”.
“How much for the water?” she asked.
“No one should charge for water. Would you like a hot dog or if you want there are some chips or cookies in the back of the wagon?”
Molly took a lightly burned hot dog from my little, gas camping grill and visibly relaxed silently eating her hot dog for moment.
She was around my age, about five foot, seven inches tall and about 150 to 160 pounds, I’d guess. It was tough to tell with her medium length jacket covering a fuzzy beige sweater. She had around a full size 36C chest, and she filled out her Levi’s nicely to my eye. Her medium brown hair had a light wave to it and fell about half a foot past her shoulders and was almost a match for her brown eyes.
Molly then asked, “If she didn’t go into the show could she hang out at my car?” With more of a pissed off look in her brown eyes than a sad one.
“Why is that, I asked, you don’t have ticket, or did the drunks keep it from you?”
“No, I got it here in my bag.”, as she got it out of her embroidered wallet. “I originally got two for me and my ex-asshole boyfriend. After I’d dumped him, they went and sold his ticket to one of their forty-year-old grabby drunk friends. It’s just not worth it to deal with all that shit, let alone figure out how I am getting home tonight! Those drunk douche-bags can keep tomorrows ticket too! She added in rising disgust. I’m moving the last of my stuff out, and back home to my mother’s tomorrow!” As she settled in after releasing all that anger.
“Molly, looking to her trying to project calm in my voice, I’ve got a way for you to see the show and you won’t have to deal with that drunk. I have a spare ticket for the seat next to mine and you can sell or miracle someone special for him with the other ticket.”.
She looked at me with both a surprised and a suspicious look and a raised eyebrow like “Mr. Spock”. I’d pulled the ticket out of my wallet and handed it to her saying, “there are no strings attached to this other then have a good time and dance with crazy old Lou a bit, but no unwanted groping is a promise, and I’m always on a three-beer limit at shows. I don’t want to get sick out here or get a drunk driving charge on the way out. If that happened tour would be over for me.”
She took the ticket from me and put it into her wallet with the now worthless other ticket. After another sip of water and ate the last of her hot dog. “Thank you for saving my show. I still don’t know what I’m going to do later but the show will be there.”
“I have gas and can take you to your place or to your mothers if you want. I’m camping about forty minutes from here and don’t mind driving you wherever you need to get to. I don’t want to see you hurt with those drunk assholes driving and I sure would not leave a good-looking woman stranded in downtown Hartford in March. You’ll be on a milk carton next.”
She let out a laugh and asked for another Hot Dog. I’d put four more on the grill and two more people came up and bought the other four other dogs on the grill. They were also sad the Molson was gone.
“Thank you again Louie.” She’d said with her first real relaxed smile since we had met. “What are your plans out here you said you were on tour, I think. How many shows have you seen and how many do you plan to see?”
“I’d seen three shows in Virginia, and asked her, to wait a minute,” as I sold off all the dogs on the grill waiting until the last of the people left, then I got close to her and lowered my voice so only she could hear. “I’ve got two tickets for all but three shows on this tour through June and have a friend out working on tickets for the other shows.”
“How are you doing this!” Molly looked up somewhat startled by my answer, “what about your job, I got laid off from mine a month ago and that’s the other reason for the back to mom’s song….. again.” A bit of unhappiness returning to her voice.
“I got laid off too, but I’d had about six months warning to get ready, so I’d ordered for the whole tour and worked like a dog while my company went down the drain saving for tour. Now I hope to sell enough beer and Hot dogs to feed me and the white H.M.S. Galaxie.” I said patting the cars tail light next to my left shoulder.
Molly looked over at the open tailgate and saw a curtain drawn across the back seats and others covering the windows along the side. “What are you hiding in there?” she said while making a funny sly grin on her now relaxed face are. “You hiding your wife passed out up front?”
“No, I’m traveling alone, that’s just to keep the car a bit cooler and when I’m camping if the weather is bad. My air mattress and six foot one me fit back in the tailgate dry with heat or A/C.”
Molly took a moment to lean back in her chair and look back along the long white side of the 4-door station wagon and with another laugh she exclaimed. “This is a tank! Where did you get her?”
“From a little old lady near Middletown Delaware for a $1,000.00. She just went over 61,000 miles on the way from the campground where I’d set up my tent.”
“You drove all night to get here?”
“No, I’d driven from Virginia yesterday and gotten a hotel room for the night. I went to the campground this morning where I had a reservation and set up my tent, so I’ll just crash after the show. I’d only left my tent, air mattress sleeping bag and some dirty clothes. I can bring my chairs and table in and have extra blankets, and it all goes in here and on the roof racks easy.”
For the next two hours we talked mostly about life in general as we chatted with the couple next to us and sold almost the last of the hot dogs.
I’d asked Molly if she smoked pot and she’d said yes, but that she had none on her. I’d said I had some and if she watched the grill, I’d pack her a bowl with some I’d gotten from my friend with the ticket swaps going on.
Just as the words came out of my mouth, Joe plopped onto the open tailgate with a happy grin and an empty cup being filled by Molly from the bottle next to her.
“You must be Lou’s friend Joe; he’s told me good things about you. I’m Molly, how is your day going.”
“Hi Molly, nice to meet you, I see your day is going well Lou. Do you have a beer left or is it all gone?”
I had a few left and I’d grabbed three of them handing one each to Joe and Molly, as she’d asked for one. She was over her drunken asshole roommate and all that shit. She wanted to relax and have a good time now.
“Molly, Joe asked, can you watch the grill for a few minutes while Lou and I go and take care of tickets. I won’t keep him too long.”
“No problem. You guys don’t have too much fun in there,” she said, smiling, and taking a drink of her beer.
In the car Joe gave me the tickets for the two shows I’d needed as he reached into his coat and pulled out two fat joints. “The people were so happy with the seats on the Jerry side of the stage they gave you these.”
Thanking him I’d said to “keep one yourself,” and asked if he could do me a favor and watch the grill for five minutes while Molly and I got a chance to smoke together.
He put his joint in a vest pocket and touched his chest. “Now you two kids get in here and share your first joint together. I’ll smoke with you two later today.” Exiting the passenger side, he told Molly to go to the front passenger side of the car and she got in and closed the curtain over the door so no one could see into the car.
Lighting up the joint, saying “let me show you something cool.” After my hit I’d pulled out a cardboard tube stuffed with ten smelly dryer sheets and exhaled into the tube killing the smell of the pot completely as gave the tube to Molly telling her to exhale into the thing. “Old trick a friend taught me when he lived in the dorms at college.”
I’d taken from my coat as we passed the joint, the pot and mushrooms I’d gotten earlier. She looked on wide eyed as we passed the joint back and forth and told her softly that “I got this from Joe earlier and it was pot and magic mushrooms.” Then opening the ashtray in the dash and reaching in and popping a hidden switch, a small panel opened on the dash at trim points and there was a small brass bowl, more pot, and more tickets. I took out the bowl and put the tickets from Joe in there with the mushrooms.
I’d taken out some of the new green pot and broke some up for the bowl. “I don’t deal, I’d only sell beer and hot dogs. No Coke, Heroin, or pills either I’ve known to many people who have fucked up bad on that stuff along with drinking themselves to death. If you are putting a needle in your arm you are asking for death. All the addicts are getting AIDS from sharing needles, it’s not just for gay men. You can’t be stupid out here.”
The bowl was packed, and the joint was half smoked. I’d quietly closed the secret compartment and put my finger to my lips with a goofy stoned grin.
Molly took one more hit from the joint as I’d put the bowl in my coat pocket for now. Molly snuffed out the joint in the ashtray. Taking a piece of tissue form her purse she wrapped it up and then, deftly reached up under her sweater and tucked the roach into her bra by her left breast, again giving me her sly grin and Vulcan eyebrow.
As I’m beginning to close the ashtray and get ready to exit my car Molly gently reached for my coat and looking into my eyes with her soft brown and slightly red eyes and said “Thank you” then leaned in and kissed me on the lips for a moment. We looked up for a second, then kissed again, our mouths opened slowly and our tongue’s greeted and got to know the feel and taste of the other for the first time.
Molly then pulled back gently with her eyebrow raised a bit higher, and a more excited look in her smile. She then put her finger to her lips saying. “Hold for now Lou, we’ll get better acquainted inside at the show when our souls are exposed under the music for each other to see and feel”.
Then losing her seriousness she added. “We must make sure we don’t step on the other person’s feet all the time because we have no rhythm together.”
“Ok Molly I’ve one question for you then.”
“What is it, Lou?”
“If your feet survive, do you want to go to tomorrow’s show, no strings like today?”
She leaned back in to give him a quick kiss on the lips and said, “I hope so, this is almost too good to be true.”
Joe was waiting for us talking with our neighbors and having another dog while they all smiled at us exiting from the same side now.
“You guys have fun and I’ll see you inside.” Joe said as he headed out. “I am only 2 sections over from you on the same level”, and off he went into the crowd heading in all directions at once.
I’d shut off my grill to cool it down, clean up any trash around the car and pack up the rest of the stuff except for the chairs in the wagon for the show.
Molly and Val from the car next to us walked over to her ex-roommate’s car to get her bag from there. Both were half passed out and a security guy was eyeing them from fifty feet away as Molly and Val walked up. Molly said Hi to her incoherent ex-roommate and got her bag with some clothes from the now reeking car. Val watched over her as she got everything, as they left, the security guy asked if they knew them.
Molly answered him in a loud and revolted voice saying. She was sorry she knew those two and she was taking her stuff somewhere safe. She had a safe ride from here now. “You can do with the whatever you want to them she added I am done with both of their drunk asses.”
Twenty people around here clapped that were sick of the vomit and the noise as security got on his walkie talkie for more cleanup help.
I’d had the Galaxie all packed up when they got back, and Molly went up to the front seat to do a quick change. Leaving her coat and bag behind under the seat, she took $40.00, her ticket, and ID from her wallet, which she asked Lou to carry in one of his deeper pockets. I went up front to fully pack the bowl and its chamber with pot and put the rest away with the mushrooms I’d put the bowl in my size 11 Converse high tops so security would not find it. I’d left the magic mushrooms behind for another night. I’m much more interested in making magic with Molly.
We chatted as we walked briskly with the crowd to the arena. It was crowded but we got to our seats quickly after a quick stop at the restrooms and the drinking fountains. The lights were still up, and people were moving about talking and smoking in small groups. We were midway in the lower stands in the back of the arena slightly to the right of the stage.
As we sat down a high-pitched voice called our name above the moderate din. It was Joe standing with a shorter blonde-haired woman who he was talking to as he waved to us.
As we began to move towards them the woman separated from Joe, easily making her way to us while Joe returned to a deep conversation with half a dozen others.
“Hi guys, I’m Star, I’m with Joe, and he told me about meeting with and hanging out with you cool guys today. Lou, thank you for our anniversary show tickets. This is ten years for us since we were officially joined.” Star reached up to give me a hug which at six foot one, was tough for her being about a foot shorter at maybe five foot one, in her sandals. Star turned and hugged Molly, saying, “You two are a cute pair like Joe said, and I hope you have a happy time today and in the future.”
“Thank you.” Molly said blushing a little and she looked at me
Star, hardly taking a breath said, “I’d have come to meet you earlier, but I was watching our kids today. Tomorrow my mom will watch them so I can go around.”
“How many kids do you have?” Molly asked just as Joe came sliding over between the stadium seats between Star and Molly.
“We have two girls, one boy, and one on the way,” as he patted Star’s belly which stood out slightly from her red and yellow tie-dye, below her medium sized breasts.
He laughed as the rest of us did and then he motioned me over to talk with him as Molly and Star began a quiet girl talk between them.
Joe said, he had tickets set up for the California show and the deal was set up for tomorrow and he would see me early to get the tickets for the trade. He then said he had to go see another friend before the show and was off, back to the crowd. I’d asked Molly If she wanted a water and soda and left the two women to talk for a while. I’d returned with two sodas, three bottles of water, and two soft pretzels for Molly and me, handing the third bottle of water to Star making a joke about her drinking for two.
Molly and Star had been in a deep conversation about lactation and pregnancy when I’d come back and Star turned to me saying, “Lou, Joe said you’ve got some huge old white station wagon on tour, but that it’s in real good shape.”
I’d told her it was a 1972 Galaxie and how I’d gotten it and she was a cool car to drive on tour so far. I’d not named her yet and I called her “HMS Galaxie” from her size. Star and Molly agreed she needs a good name as they thought for a moment before both said at the same time “Andromeda, it’s a Galaxie after all, and full of white stars, like her.”
“I love it, Andromeda She is proclaimed!” I said in a strong voice as Molly and Star answered. “All hail Andromeda,” and a few others picked up the chant around them a few times laughing. “Cool we will tell her, her name when we get back,” I said.
Star then took a step back from us and looked intently with her deep green eyes into my blue and Molly’s brown eyes and took one of our hands into each of hers and we held hands as she drew us together and spoke softly but firmly to both of us. “I see you as two as a good pair together. Joe told me a bit about both of you and he is a good man at telling the good people from the bad. Give each other the freedom to let your love and joy grow together. I’ll see you later at intermission, and hopefully after.”
She then slowly closed her eyes, released our hands, and raised hers over her head saying some silent phrase and then lowering her head and hands down and pulled a silver necklace out from under her shirt with large clear quartz crystal suspended from the chain as big as my full thumb. She held her head down and clasped the crystal deep into her cleavage. After a moment she looked up and said: “Love to you both” and she hugged me and kissed me on each cheek and briefly on my lips. Star then moved to Molly and hugged her and kissed her cheeks then her lips seeming to linger a little longer while giving her butt a playful squeeze. Then she bounced off to Joe.
We stood wordlessly, still holding hands from earlier all through this. Molly turned towards me again with a more astonished expression on her face as squeezed my hand and pulled me closer for a moment.
We sat and ate our pretzels and rehydrated with our sodas and water. I told her I’d refill the water bottles before the show started when I went to the bathroom. $4.00 a bottle for water is bull-shit to charge, so I refill.
When I’d gotten back to our seats Molly told me a bit more of her conversation with Star. She said the conversation about lactation was that Star breast fed her children past two years of age and that as long as she did, she does not get pregnant. Ten months ago, her and Joe quit smoking and stopped feeding the two-and-a-half-year-old along with Joe who likes a snack from her too, after her kid is fed. Well, they quit smoking and her system gets all messed up and a few months later she is knocked up again with number four on the way.
I remember when I’d quit Molly added, it fucked my system up so bad I’ve ended up on the pill. I sure did not want to get pregnant with the loser I was with then and, that was two years and one more loser ago she added with disgust in her voice.
I’d quit the day I’d planned out this road trip. I knew there was no way to afford to do this and smoke cigs too. I’d felt much better although I’d eaten a pound of M & M’s a day for six months putting on twenty pounds patting my belly. Now we’ve met and I feel even better than I did before today.
“Here’s to freedom!” Molly said and we clinked our water bottles together.
The lights went down a moment later and the music started up. I’d pulled the bowl out, lit it and passed it to Molly and down the row to our new friends and neighbors.
We danced our way through the first set holding each other lightly during the slow songs. My bowl, two others and several joints moved back and forth down our row and sometimes above and below. Twice my bowl came back packed with new weed in it from someone else.
At the close of the first set as the music died down Molly pulled me close and turned and kissed me firmly on the lips and then laid her head on my shoulder and said “Thank you” softly into my right ear.
I turned to her as the lights began to come up and said you’re welcome while I’d tenderly taken her head in my both my hands and gently but deeply kissed her. Molly arms drew me close in as her hands worked their way down just below my waist.
A moment later the return of the noise of the crowd broke the spell of the moment and we parted looking into each other’s eyes. I hope you will be with me here tomorrow night beside me Molly. ” You have made this my best show ever, at least until you are dancing next to me again.”
Molly took my right hand in both of hers and said softly, “I was hoping I’d be invited to be with you here tomorrow, and I’d hope for many shows in the future. I’m feeling a strong and wonderful something here with us and I’m excited for us to join and explore together.”
Drawing her gently to me again and softly kissing her on the lips again, asking her “Molly would you like to join me for the rest of this tour. I have the tickets and the money for both of us to see all these shows and a lot of the country in between, and I’d hope you will join me. I don’t need an answer now, but please let me know tomorrow if you can.”
She looked at me with her usual raised eyebrow of amazement but the look in her eyes kept switching as her brain raced in a rush of thoughts, feelings, hormones, and pot.
Lou, she said after a moment still holding my hand tightly in hers while pressing all three deeply into her chest. “I’d love to go with you. I have no reason to stay around here. Star said you are a kind soul and that we fill and repair the empty, wounded, and hidden places in one another. Let’s go pee now she said and watch the rest of the show. We will talk more on the ride to the campground and after in the night.” She’d added softly, with her brown eyes lowering slightly to our still clasped hands.
Then she released my hand from hers and looking up with her favorite sly grin she said. “What I really need to do is pee and get some more water. All of this dancing is making me thirsty.”
We got back to our seats as Star was trying on Molly’s sweater and talking with the couple next to us. She smiled and hugged us again saying “I understand about having to run out, pointing to her belly, baby makes me need a drum and space break in the middle of the first set too. Will you be here tomorrow, Molly?”
“Oh yes!” she said, with a full happy sound to her voice, and I hope for more of the tour if all goes well.”
Clutching her crystal, which seemed to have gained a little of its own glow from all of the positive love, music, and magic in the building, Star said, “Andromeda is destined to carry you Louis and Molly on your journey together, in love and joy in the exploration of yourselves together. Ride in peace, love, and joy. Love to you both”, and with that Star was off into the crowd.
We sat down with me saying, “I’m honored you are thinking of accompanying me.” I’d explained about more of the tour and my rough plans for stops between shows. “If there are any places you have wanted to visit, we can work it in. If touring goes as planned, we’ll drive back and forth across the country at least three times in the next six months.”
Smiling and lightly biting her lips she said, “I’d have to think but there are some places I’d love to see.”
I drew her close so no one else could hear and told her. “Do not worry about money. I’ll explain all when we are alone but no worries for six months and no strings.”
Molly looked back with a grin saying, “I may want some strings to tie you to me.” as she moved in, kissing me, opening her mouth for a moment as our tongues joined and continued their explorations.
The crowd cheered as the lights lowered and we broke our kiss. The second set continued with us dancing, holding onto one another during the slow songs. We both ran up to the bathroom during the drum and jam and returned to get back to slow dancing during the spacy jam.
I’d wrapped my arms around her middle from behind as we slowly swayed to the psychedelic rhythm. Slowly we drew closer together as she ground her soft round ass into my groin as her hand closed over mine drawing them across her soft belly. We swayed slowly and I gently kissed her neck. She pulled my hands up until they were just slightly below her breasts. My growing erection was gently pressing between her soft ass cheeks, just staying in contact with her in time with the music. So far, her feet were unhurt. A low purring moan I’d felt more than heard escaped her lips as the jam neared its end while kissing her neck tenderly.
A faster song led out of the slow jam, and we broke apart with a quick happy kiss. The last 2 songs were a cover of the classic “Good Lovin'” which we sang to the other with much enthusiasm, while smoking the last of my pot in the bowl. The last song was a Bob Dylan cover that ended in a sing along for 15,000.
The house lights came up and we slowly began to get ready to head back to the lot and the car. We talked with the people around us and a couple asked if we were making any hot dogs after the show. We said we would save them two, but we only had a few left. Joe yelled hi to us as he was swept out another exit of the arena.
Back at the car in ten minutes after exiting, Molly walked up and patted the passenger side taillight and said, “Hello Andromeda, how are you?” Looking at her with a smile, unlocking both doors on that side.
“I’ve got to tell her name now that she has an official one, and she will be carrying us through the night and the days ahead I hope.” She grabbed the cooler with our remaining hot dogs’ water and a gallon of OJ for us, while I’d got the grill going and set up the chairs and table around the open tailgate.
We each had one hot dog and our friends from inside stopped by for two more. I’d had two left on the grill when, Star called out to Molly who was standing at the tailgate. I came around from talking with Ed and Val on the side as Molly and Star hugged twenty feet into the aisle and walked over together. Molly saying, “Please wrap up those last two dogs in a paper towel for Star’s kids.”
Star walked up to the driver’s side and slowly touched the panel talking lightly and running her hand along the side saying softly, “Hello Andromeda, I’ll have some gifts for you to help keep them safe on the road. Enjoy your travels Andromeda.”
I’d gotten her the hot dogs and noticed that the large crystal she wore still seemed to have the glow from earlier enhanced by all the fires and lights all around us. She hugged me again thanking me for the hot dogs as she took them and then turned to Molly and handed her a leather necklace that had three crystals suspended in silver cages. One was clear as water, one was a medium blue and the third was a medium green. She placed them around her neck and whispered into her ear kissing her cheeks and then winking at her and smiling. Then she was off into the crowd saying that she would see us at setup now that she knew us.
“I’m not going to ask what she said to you, but they look lovely on you. I’ve got a tie-dye to match for tomorrow for you if you like.”
She smiled and thanked me as I poured the melted ice onto the hot grill. We sat on the tailgate, and I got her coat and one of the blankets as we sat close together talking and watching the crowd walk by.
Molly said picking up and refilling her glass of OJ,” I’d like to talk deeply to you when we are alone, but I’ve got to rest for a few and absorb all of this.” As she fingered the three crystals suspended against her sweater.
For the next thirty minutes we sat together under the blanket, saying hi to people we had seen earlier. Val and Ed shared an OJ and talked for a few minutes before they packed up their drums and jewelry. Traffic was beginning to open up and we put the chairs, table, and cooler away, making sure all was clean around me. I’d started the car showing Molly quickly the secret starter kill switch you needed to push to start her. I didn’t want my car stolen! ” Please warm her up while I dump our trash.” I’d asked.
The Galaxie was warming up as Molly played with the radio looking for some soft music after a long and loud day. I’d left the windows rolled up and turned the heater on low to take the chill out of the night. Molly was sitting back having then last of her OJ and some cookies from the Tupperware between us.
“Louie, looking across to me fondling the crystals slowly, I need to know some things from you before we can go on the road together. One, can you help me finish moving my stuff to my mom’s after the show. One trip should do it with Andromeda and my car that my sister has right now.”
“I said no problem with that. What kind of car do you have, and what are your plans for it?”
“I’ll give it to my sister. It’s a tired 75 Corolla with 200,000 miles on it but her car is almost dead. The other two things I need to know is how we can afford all of this. I’ve only got about $600.00 in the bank plus the about $600.00 a month I’ll get for unemployment, until about November. I know you have the tickets and campsites, but do you have enough money?”
I’d got past the last gate as Molly gave me a moment to get out to the road leading to the highway in a minute and then the back roads north leading to the campground 25 miles away.
“Don’t answer me, she resumed, until I’ve told you the third thing you must do.” with newfound seriousness in her voice.
“Ok Molly I’ll do whatever I’ve got to do for you to join me on this adventure.”
Placing her hand on my shoulder as I’d stopped at the light before entering the Highway.
“You will have to meet my mother and she will find out how you can afford this, so tell me the truth because she will find out either way. I don’t want to find myself in Albuquerque, calling mom for bus fare because we are broke and stuck in a month, as I’d pulled onto the highway she added, I hope you don’t drive like a crazy lunatic!!”
I told her right now I had just short of $30,000 in the bank and how I’d gotten it working and the stock sale I’d had pulled off at the right time. “There’s also $800.00 hidden in Andromeda for emergencies, plus whatever we had on us after today’s sales and expenses. I had two more pairs of extra tickets for trade or for other things on the road.” There are a total of four hidden compartments in Andromeda. two in the dash, one under the hood to hide pot, bowl and shrooms on long rides. There was a fourth larger compartment in the back under a side panel where I had tools hidden.”
“I’ll show her my check book, my AMEX and VISA I have for emergencies and AAA for Andromeda just in case.” I’d planned to live simply between shows with my coolers and grill, visiting places and mostly camping or sleeping in my car if it was too nasty out for the tent. About once a week I’ll get a hotel room with a mid-price chain that my credit card and AAA give discounts for. That way I’d get some bed rest catch up on the world and call my folks in Florida and Max at my home in Delaware.
“She will grill you to see if you are bullshitting me or her about that and to make sure you are not some kind of dangerous lunatic. Star and I think you are crazy in only good ways not evil ones as she says.”
For a moment after saying that she looked out the window deep into the night of the country road we were on, clutching to herself the three crystals reflecting from the cool dash light and stray lights passing by.
Turning onto the road where the sign said campground eight miles that way and slowing to 25 mph on the dark small-town road. As we slowed Molly wordlessly unbuckled her seatbelt and slid across the wide seat next to me. We came to a small-town center which was all closed, but I’d spotted a breakfast dinner and a pizza place in the closed town.
“I’ll buy breakfast for us in the morning Molly said. I love dinners like that, and we’ll have a long day” snuggling up a little more.
Two minutes later I’d pulled into the mostly dark campground. It was early in the season and most of the campers were likely from the concert. I’d pulled up close to the closed office where the restrooms and showers were and parked the car next to the building and unlocked my main glove compartment. Inside a baggie was my toothbrush and toothpaste and I offered Molly a new one in it package as she took hers from her bag and squeezed some of my toothpaste onto her brush. She then bounded off to bathroom, brush in her mouth.
Ten minutes later after a quick toothbrush, pee and quick wash of the face, hands, and vital areas in the deserted shower I’d emerged as Molly did and we were pulling up to the campsite in minutes.
I’d pulled up to my tent which was at the back of the campground and surrounded on the sides by trees. Behind the tent was about twenty-five feet of grass gently sloping downward towards a fence and a field of wild, low spring grasses. I’d left the headlights on and got out to open the tent and make sure all was ok. I brought the cooler with the remaining OJ and cold water in and then pumped up the air mattress with my foot pump and unzipped my sleeping bag with two pillows and a full set of sheets inside.
“You know how to camp Lou, she said I hate rocks in my back I’ll set this up while you close up Andromeda.” I handed her the two extra blankets from the car to add to our bed and went back out to lock up and got her the bag she had brought and one of mine.
When I got inside, she had a camping light I’d had going on the cooler. Closing and zipping up the tent as she was sitting up under the blankets in the process of taking off her bra from under the blankets. She went into the cups of her bra, pulling out the roach from earlier and a mini-Bic from a hidden place in the other cup. “You’re not the only one with secret compartments.” She’d said with a wicked smile in the pale light as she lit up the long roach/joint.
Lou took off his shirts, and as he took a hit, he went up to the camping light and switched it off, before going back to the other side of the tent and handing the joint to Molly showing her the glowing head. He’d sensed a bit of shyness in her so Lou finished undressing in the dark and crawled in the fast-warming bed, beside her.
I’d placed the water, cups, and a small ashtray on the nearby cooler and took a large hit holding it and drew Molly close to give her a deep shotgun hit as our tongues slowly danced. Molly wordlessly pulled back and took the joint from Lou, took another large hit, and put the joint out and proceeded to return the deep shotgun while letting the blankets fall from between them as their chests met skin to skin for the first time. Never breaking the kiss smoke rose from between them as their kiss grew hungrier and deeper.
With the light taste of minty high-grade pot, we discovered we both liked deep kissing. Our long tongues liked the taste and feel of deeply kissing the other. Then with our mouths an inch apart or more with our tips running against the other, teasing the other until we drew back together seeing how far each of us could explore the others mouth even deeper than before.
Slowly breaking the kiss apart and both breathing heavy I’d begun to kiss and lick her neck, pushing her hair aside then running my hands down her back to the base of her warm ass and I tickled the top of her ass crack while I’d felt the top of her warm cheeks.
Molly lightly laughed and moaned while reaching down and around to grab and rub my more exposed butt and began to play with the top of my ass while writhing herself. Molly then bit into Lou’s shoulder when he kissed her hot spot on the back of her neck. Looking down she felt an early pulse of wetness from her pussy and a slight flashing glow from the clear crystal and then from the blue one in a deeper intense color that seemed to reflect into another place long ago.
Lou pulled back from kissing her neck and her hands drew him to her breasts without a sound, only a long deep look into each other’s eyes as Molly led him down from her left breast to her right one as all twenty of their fingers slowly explored her chest together. After a moment Molly drew their hands to Lou’s soft and nearly hairless chest. Their hands intertwined as before, and they both kneaded his chest as they felt themselves grow closer together.
Molly said as she continued mutually massaging my chest, “I like that we are both soft and I love the feel of our skin together. I like playing with my own boobs and I love playing with yours too.”
I’d just had time to see her rising eyebrow above her eyes smoldering in the dim light before she leaned down and began to suck my left nipple and squeeze my breast while her other hand went back around his back to rub my ass crack and cheeks again.
I’d reached down and began to lightly squeeze and play with both of Molly large soft but firm breast, first lightly pinching the right then the left nipple gaining an approving moan and gentle love bites on my nipple from her. Then taking one of my hands and lightly pressed her head in a bit harder as she sucked a bit deeper for a moment.
Molly straightened up and arched her back showing Lou in the pale light her 36 C breasts standing out with her big pink nipples out silhouetted hard, against the tent as the moonlight came streaming in through the tents back window. “You are beautiful Molly”, Lou said as the moonlight shined off the crystals and Molly’s eyes leaving colors throughout the walls of the tent and those inside.
Molly also looked up to see the moonlight and the crystals glowing and reflecting with a light she almost felt came from her own eyes. She again felt the subtle pulse within her as the lights sparkled on each other. She’d then noticed in the reflection of the blue sparkles and the blue crystal that it was the exact same color as Lou’s eyes. As they studied the lights in their eyes, they drew closer to renew their oral explorations but in a slower and deeper way, so they could begin their next level of their joining.
As our kissing continued both of our hands to continue their earlier explorations. I’d laid Molly down on our sides and pulled one of the blankets back over us with my free hand. Molly began to lightly stroke my hard cock as I’d began to run my fingers lightly along the top of her lightly haired slit. Molly shifting her legs wider, so I’d continue further. The folds of Molly’s labia were already wet, taking my fingers and slowly sliding them up along her engorged clitoris bringing a sharp gasping moan as Molly pushed my hand against her now dripping pussy. I’d began to softly run her clit between my thumb and finger surprised at how large it had become so quickly. Molly was now making low moaning sounds and pushing her own finger into her pussy. I’d bent down and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking on her, only to feel her free hand mash my head hard into her breast, as she came for the first time that night.
I pulled back from her and took my fingers from her pussy and began lick them off while she watched. Then, taking her now two fingers from her soaked pussy and began to lick each digit slowly savoring the magnificent taste from all over her fingers, then as I’d slowly worked my way around her hand as Molly watched with a renewing fire building in her moonlit eyes.
Molly reached down for my now rock-hard cock and began stroking my balls lightly with her trimmed nails as I’d cleaned the last of her palm and leaned in to kiss her, hoping Molly would not recoil at the taste of her own pussy on my lips.
Molly accepted his kiss willingly and deeply as she’d known the taste of her own pussy well and it tasted even better from Lou’s tongue. After a moment they broke the kiss and looked again into the other one’s eyes deeply.
“Molly, I want to taste you deeply and make you cum again.”
“Lou, she said with the blue glow and sparks in her now fiery eyes I want to taste you deeply too.” She kissed him quickly and spun around, presenting her dripping brown-haired pussy six inches above his nose.
I gently parted the light hair on her pussy lips and lightly began to run my tongue from the top of her slit all the way to where here pussy and asshole joined going a little deeper and stronger with each pass causing a deep quiver when I’d crossed her exposed clit and did the turn at the edge of her asshole, crossing deeper into her pussy hole itself.
While Lou’s tongue burned across her pussy, driving her moans, another part of Molly’s brain was using her eyes in the dim moonlight to study Lou’s circumcised seven-inch cock, along with her tongue and nose beginning to slowly explore his deeper mystery’s. Molly was happy to smell Lou had grabbed a quick “birdie bath” while she was at the camp bathroom doing the same thing. This would not have stopped her as natural woman and man could be more exciting than any perfume if it was right between them.
The light teasing foreplay between them became more urgent as Molly saw Lou’s cock head grow more purple as it began to skew to the left a bit. She licked his head and eagerly sucked up his salty and tasty pre-cum.
I’d began to lick and suck on her now engorged clit and slowly pushed my two longest fingers into her already soaking wet pussy. Drawing them out after a moment and looking up to her with my cock halfway in her mouth, placing them in my mouth and quickly cleaning them before plunging them back in as Molly as she went up and down on my cock.
I’d a wicked idea. Taking my fingers out of her and then as she took her mouth off my saliva coated cock, I’d ran my pussy juice covered finger over my cock as Molly moaned and retuned to sucking me while put my fingers back into her and began to lick her clit quickly. My fingers now searching inside her for her G-spot and any other happy places to help her cum.
Molly’s G-spot was found causing her to let out a moan and a whimper followed by her deep throating Lou to the base, causing her to gag a bit at first but soon she was going up and down to match Lou’s fingers in her pussy.
I’d let out a growling moan telling Molly I was going to cum as my cock exploded down her throat and into her mouth causing her cheeks to balloon out as she swallows half of his cum quickly.
At the same moment A thunderous orgasm began in Molly with her clamping her legs around Lou and her pussy around his fingers as she pulsed, and several waves of juice ran onto Lou’s fingers and palm and happy tongue.
Molly kept half of Lou’s load in her mouth while her own orgasm wracked her and soaked his hand, mouth, and mustache. Molly had noticed the blue flash and the lingering glow in all three of her crystals.
The Moon slowly arched higher in the night sky brightening the tent with the fainter glows of Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, and planets beyond human eyesight as all continued their eternal dance in the universe.
I’d raised up after a few moments along with her holding on as our mouths sought out the others to see what wonderful flavors they had brought forth from the other. Tenderly we began to kiss again slowly exploring the new flavors we’d made with the other. I eagerly cleaned the drips of cum from the corners of her mouth while she buried her nose in my Fu Manchu mustache, revealing in her own womanly tastes and smells.
After a few minutes of this intense oral play Molly asked for a moment and cup of water. We both eagerly drank and refilled it. It was such a lovely site seeing Molly in the Glow of the Moon and all the colors bathing both of us from the glowing trio glisten between Molly’s shinny goose bumped breasts.
I’d gotten my two pillows and first put one under Molly’s head then her back and hips as I’d wordlessly laid her down while never losing contact with her eyes, sparkling in four colors now that the green crystal added it’s glow.
Molly moved her legs apart and then raised her hips to accept him as deeply as she could. Their tongues were engaged in a fierce wrestling match in their mouths, Molly’s long slender one wrapping and around his long and thicker one while she pumped his quickly hardening cock with her hand. Molly was telling Lou how beautiful it was and she could not wait to stick it in her “sticky, dripping pussy,” making him harden even faster.
“Join us together and make us one” she said in a loving and firm voice pulling his cock into the entrance of her soaked pussy. The meeting his slow thrust with her hips pushing back against him forced him all the way into her, bottoming out in her tight, pulsing and dripping pussy.
This made Molly gasp and her eyes fluttered for a moment as I held all the way in her. As I drew back slowly, she let out a little gasp as I’d begun to slowly pump in and out about three-quarters of the way, slowly picking up speed. Molly’s right hand reached between us searching out her clit. She began to moan loudly as I kept up a strong steady thrusting into her. My cock was now swelling up to its full size with large head and left bend hitting Molly’s internal hot spots with each pass causing streams of her pussy juice coat us.
So good! she moaned, the lights showering us with more of a softer love light and a deep connection carrying the fires from earlier. Molly said blissfully, “No man has ever eaten my pussy near as good as you have and now Lou, you are fucking me better than any man ever has.”
Molly then began to suck on her own nipple as I picked up the pace. Biting her neck lightly she moaned and then I pushed my tongue into her mouth while her long arms grabbed my ass urging me to fuck her harder.
I’d felt her long finger go into our mouths and gather saliva from our fevered kisses. She took her finger and began to coat my asshole with our saliva, while slowly thrusting her finger inward matching my own thrusts and soon joined by a second digit.
Her finger thrust into him matching his thrusts until Lou groaned, he was Cumming and Molly felt a torrent of cum flood into her as her own pussy and clit pulsed and waves of pleasure coursed through her.
In the last two minutes before we came, we had locked eyes as the colors of the stones she wore and the lights of the Old Gods in the sky danced in our eyes. When we both came the now drenched crystals were stuck to both of us and they left deep impressions in both of our soft and sweaty chests.
“Stay in me Lou and slowly go soft in me. I want to feel all of you and then I will clean your lovely cock. No one has ever made me cum like that.”
She shifted under me and asked if I was ok.
“I’m great” and thrust my still three-quarters hard cock into her for a moment causing a squishing sound from the mix of our fluids inside Molly and then felt them lightly drain from her all over us. “I cannot wait to taste you Molly and the wonderful mix of cum from your delicious pussy!”.
I kissed her deeply again as we resumed grinding against one another until she came again lightly and said, “I want to taste you now!”
Lou rolled them onto their sides as Molly then spun around presenting her dripping wrecked pussy only inches from his mouth. For a moment each studied the others battered cock and pussy before were both drawn together and began to slowly lick clean and savor the other.
I’d begun to explore her as cum leaked out of her and collected some on my tongue and tapped her and looked up to show her. We reached for the other and our long tongues began to wrestle over the cum I shared with her mouth briefly before she swallowed it and we went back to our sixty-nine as now as I’d sucked on her clit and cleaned around her, I’d pushed two fingers into her causing another moan into my cock from her mouth and more of her cum to splash my hand.
Then withdrawing them, licking, and savoring them then resuming licking her pussy while my slick fingers played with her soaked asshole. Molly was now licking my still almost hard shaft and checking my balls with her tongue when she was satisfied with her work. Hearing her moan loudly again I’d now began to lick my way down to her asshole from her pussy.
Molly responded with a deeper moan and a hand pulling her ass cheeks wider as my tongue began to gently probe her brown puckered hole. With a gurgle she rocked her head all the way to the base of my cock and remained there while her hand now pulled my ass cheeks apart. Backing off my cock with a gasp and drool hanging from my purple cock to her mouth. she took the drool on of her fingers and as she went back down on me her 2 fingers slowly probed back into my ass. She pushed her fingers in thrusting slowly, while slurping on my cock.
My tongue had pushed deeply into her ass probing her making her pussy drip onto my chin as my had again played with her clit. A moment later she froze with my tongue buried in her ass and My cock half in her mouth and her fingers deep in me. I felt her ass snap around my tongue drawing me deeper into her as three long gushes splashed out from her pussy. On the second gusher she twisted her fingers in my ass causing me to erupt in her mouth.
As our orgasm’s subsided and our breathing slowed, I held her head on my chest. Our tongues explored new tastes and sensations from the other. Molly then said with a wicked grin. “One more to add” as she took her two finger that she had fucked me with and first put them in her mouth then in mine as our tongues fought to clean and explore them.
Molly rolled on top of me leaning back stretching and arching her back. Then she looked down at the crystals still shinning and glowing but now with more warmth rather than intensity. The Moon and planets now rotating out of the window of the tent as they continued their journey across the universe.
I caressed her hair as we held the other wordlessly for several minutes, then asked her if she wanted a drink and she said yes.
As Molly took the cup and a long drink she added “I need to pee like crazy.”
“We are at the back of the campground. We can just run behind the tent. Do you need any TP from the wagon?” As she produced a roll for her bag.
“A girl has to be prepared.” she said as I got up to unzip the tent and look around quick. All was silent and cool as we ran naked behind the tent and 15′ down the small grassy hill.
Molly stopped, leaning a little back facing the open field behind the tent. Putting her hands behind her head and slightly spreading her legs, a torrent of clear pee streamed out sparkling in the moonlight as Lou watched the fountain fall 4 feet beyond her toes, a look of bliss on Molly’s face for the twenty seconds of her powerful steam. “That was awesome, your turn now Lou.”
I’d put my hands behind my head like her and turned slightly to aim where she had hit. Molly watched in fascination as a stream shot out about two feet beyond hers and I’d ended up peeing for about ten seconds longer than her. The second I’d stopped the spell was broken and the chill of the night began to set in.
They ran back into the tent on tiptoes and began to giggle and lightly shiver as Molly wiped herself again as Lou did a quick makeover on the bed. I asked which side of the bed she preferred to sleep on. Once under the sleeping bag and two blankets the bed began too quickly warm. We held the other lightly kissing until sleep overtook us in a few minutes.