Chapter 76

His eyes opened as a slight groan escaped him. Geena was snuggling up close to him and it was making his body respond in ways he knew he'd not get an answer for, at least not until she was happy with him again.

He watched as she slept, and every so often a little worried frown seemed to creep into her dreaming, and he knew she was worrying about her friends and the forum. Fuck if that worked for him.

He thought over all he'd heard and frowned. He'd been dealing with this for years and he never liked when it infringed on his private time. He gave them all, photogs and fans alike so much of his time. To be sure they couldn't begrudge him his private life. His head shook. Of course they could, unless he put a stop to it. They were always hungry for more.

He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and sighed. She was so strong, yet he could tell the worry over finding the right mix of truth and privacy. It was then that it hit them. He'd appeal to them in the way only he knew how, with Jersey brass tacks and a blow gun. She was becoming too important to filling those little empty spots to allow her to do it all on her own.

He sat up and slipped from the bed, padding barefoot and naked to the sitting area where he'd left the lap top. Settling into the chair, he cracked his knuckles and booted up as his mind whirled with all the words he wanted to say. Maybe this one take a few steps forward to redeeming himself with the girls. It couldn't hurt at least.

Locating the forum, he quickly made a new account, One that would show how it was definitely him, therealdeal_JBJ. Within moments he had the email address verified, making a mental note to forgot that email existed from now on. Always was nice to have a few extra for the filling of mail he never wanted to bother with. Clicking open the link to Your Opinion Counts, he started a new thread and grinned.

From the man himself, Jon Bon Jovi

Yeah,yeah I know, let me hear it. It ain't him, he ain't on the board, just some fuckin' oddball pretending. Well you keep thinking that pretty ladies. I could, if I so desired get your very talented Jovimistress to verify that this is me, but ya know what? You either have the faith or ya fuckin' don't.

Now, it has come to my attention that some fans out there who know of this board are having a field day on the questions front. Let me put a halt to that in the here and now by giving you what you want.

A. We found your forum. It is not like other fan based sites and has a nice mix of reality and whimsy. Yes. we have offered official sanction to this board. Yes The girls, that would be Sabrina, Carly and Geena were selected to receive tickets to Hawaii. yes I do believe they enjoyed the show.

Now, Will you get info on anything else? No.

Why you ask? Simply put. just like with paparazzi, I offer as much of my time as I can to the world who loves us, but my private time is my private time. IF I am involved with anyone I expect fans and photographers to remember to respect that.

Will asking these three girls for perks get you anywhere? Doubtful. No one is going to tell you personal private things. That's what they are after all, PERSONAL and PRIVATE. I will say this much and THAT will be all you get. All three girls touched a chord in our heart. They are, although fans, women first. We like them. WE may bring them to more concerts.

Jon laughed outright at that, bring them? Bri was traveling with them for fuck sakes, David's phone bill was matching the national debt, and himself? well he was making his own plans to have Geena around on a more permanent basis.

As it stands, that's all you are going to get. I do promise you, Pester them for more information about anything, from the size of Richie's cock, (and yes I know you ask) to whether I can dance or not and the official sanction this board is now enjoying will be yanked. It's not needed to continue a friendship with nice ladies. You might all benefit from a visit here at times, but not if how you're acting now continues.

We owe you all our lives so never think I don't appreciate each and every one of you. You've loved our songs, paid to see us live, bought the memorabilia or things from our store. If it weren't for YOU out there we wouldn't be where we are today. But folks.. we have lives outside of our job. Respect that hey?

Jon Bongiovi (what, you thought I'd sign it Bon Jovi?) Think again.

He clicked submit and leaned back. If that didn't stop some of the mayhem, nothing would.

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Geena leaned over gave Jon a quick kiss then climbed out bed . Her and Bri were gonna hit the town and shop now that things were cool again or somewhat cool the girls could have fun . After dressing Geena glanced at Jon's laptop "He won't mind if I hop on for a moment" she muttered turning it on and waiting for it too boot. " Damn his is faster than mine " But then he probably didn't have a million pics and songs on his either.

She clicked on the browser and quickly typed the address of her board. She signed in and glanced around when one thread caught her eye. "What the fuck is this ? "

She clicked open the thread and began to read. "OH Fuck!" She scanned down to the responses, some really bad, some freaked out. Geena shook her head then closed out of the board and shut down the computer.

She stood up and wrote a quick note to Jon, picked up her purse and headed to Bri's room . Hopefully they could figure out what the hell to do now. Arriving at the Sambora suite she knocked on the door.

The tapping intruded on a rather interesting dream, which had started promising, but then he started rapping a ruler against a desk. Her eyes popped open as the rapping ruler became knocks accompanied by semi-frantic "Bri get your ass to the door" Geena yelped.

Sliding from the bed, she reached for Richie's red tee and slid it on as she moved to the door. Yanking it open she grumbled, "You interrupted a very nice ..."

Geena started to wind up and laugh as she finished, "DREAM. Shit get your mind outta the gutter, its 8am, nothing on him stirs before ten, and that includes his heavenly southern parts."

"You set the time girlfriend not me I much rather still be cuddled up to my fur," Geena teased.

Her eyes rolled, "too much itchy for me. Rich has enough to appreciate, but not so much you have to worry about picking it from your teeth."

Her brow arched as Geena strolled in, her body quickly angling to shut the bedroom door before her friend caught a glimpse of naked giant who slept half uncovered. "So other than shopping, whats got the panties in a twist. You don't normally start the shout in hotel halls."

"Take a look at this , you think he mind us getting on his laptop for moment?" Geena asked the question as she sat down and started to boot up Richie's laptop. After connecting to the net it only took a few clicks before she was on their board and at the thread that was giving her major heartburn. "Look at this! God I love him but why this? Why did he do this?"

Her brow arched as she read over the thread."Sounds to me like he was trying to help us out. Well what do ya know, hes already protective about you."

She grinned and read on through the responses, from the how dare you talk like that, you aren't real, to the simpering agreements that she KNEW the rabid girls typed just in case, to the we'll ask our girlfriends anything we wanna replies. She started to laugh as she glanced back up at Geena. "They don't believe it was him mostly."

"I'm not sure how much it helped us though," Geena said a bit unsure as she glanced up to her private messages. "Fifteen new messages. Hell, I'll look at them later. Other wise we will be here all day and night trying to fend them off. Should we just be honest and leave it like that ?"

Bri grinned. Thankfully the post was in a public area that all could see. She quickly logged in, clicked back to the thread and hit reply.

Hi girls,

Yeah, its me, I've been missing a while I know, but sometimes life takes unexpected twisties and turns, and boy for me, Geena and Carly it has. No I'm not gonna go into detail you gutter ho's nor am I going to answer questions. I'm going to say three very succinct sentences.

1. Yes, this is the real Jon Bongiovi that posted.

2. Yes, I am involved with Richie, Geena unlucky..okay lucky broad that she is, is seeing Jon, Carly is indeed at least communicating with David.

3. Yes, take Jon's words to heart. What goes on with us is private. We won't answer questions, we ABSOFUCKINLUTELY WILL NOT abuse the friendships we are forming just to get you a ticket or an autograph etc.

You can hate me. Its okay I'm a big girl. You wont damage the true friendships I made here. And I'll keep reporting the public things you can learn. Pics from concerts, vids, whatever. But I, G, or Carly will not give you the private information. That's for us alone.

I hope to God you understand, that you are all gutter angel enough to think. What if it were YOU, what would YOU do? Would you shout to the world all their private thoughts and actions and risk losing them? Or would you, like we three are doing, honor it, appreciate it and treat it like it is? Something rare and special to be cherished and honored. Something just for just us.

Just ya think on that okay?

Love ya, Bri

She leaned back to let Geena read, her eyes watching her best friend closely.

Geena quietly read then spoke. "Sounds good they will either love us or hate us but I think the genuine ones would understand "

Bri nodded and hit the submit button then turned. "Okay business taken care of. What's up on the agenda?"

"Lets go shopping I got a credit card itching to be used." Geena grinned. "Oh I glanced outside looks like rain doay but thats just means more time we can spend in the stores."

She stood and laughed, "What's a 'lil rain on a shopping trip? Give me two minutes."

She stepped into the bedroom and slipped into a pair of jeans and walking boots, considering her shirt for a moment before shrugging. Wearing Richie around all day? Not a bad idea. Grabbing her purse from the dresser she wandered back out and to her friend. "I'm ready, you ready?"

"I'm ready lets check out Anaheim " Geena linked her arm with Bri's and they strolled out the door and into Not so sunny California morning.