Chapter 7

Richie laughed "Guess they love Scruff as they put it, but what about your *fur*?" He snorted as he said it, what new name could they come up with for body parts. Fur instead of chest hair? Come on women!

"Women love it, keeps 'em warm man." Not that I've kept ANYONE warm in a very long time."Now what did I say man? Go on get outta here. Long day tomorrow."

"Well your girl here seems to love it .. a lot " Richie teased as he headed out the door.

Jon grew quiet a moment, then grinned as inspiration hit. "Hey bro?"

Richie turned around " Yea? "

He looked up, meeting his friend's eyes and seeing the curiosity there. "You really wanna meet that chick huh?"

"Yea, I do , I can't explain it. Dunno if its fate, karma or shit just plain curiousity or horniess. Hell if I know but I do yeah."

Jon nodded. "I'll see what I can do man. Hell we have that shit for the fan club, I'll work something out."

"Good, cause I believe these girls deserve it." Richie winked and held back a laugh, "Oh, she loves your ass too," was his parting shot as he left, his chuckle echoing up the hall.

Jon shook his head, then moved into the bedroom to prepare for bed. Sambora must have read alot to figure that one out. Stopping a moment he started to truly grin. This was the most interest Richie had shown in anything female since the fiasco of Heather had happened.

Turning he moved back into the sitting area and plopped into the chair at his laptop. Booting up swiftly, he connected to the web and opened the twitter page. Doing a quick search he found the name Jovimistress and fired off a direct message.

Bon Jovi @Jovimistress. Hello. Contact me. We need to talk.

Geena had been about ready to close out for the night when she received the direct message. She clicked the dm, her eyes going wide. Bon Jovi? "What the hell! First Richie now who? " Shakingly she opened it and read it. " Well shit We're in trouble now."

Jovimistress@BonJovi Ok , Um You said contact you so here I am.

Jon's eyes widened as the direct message blinked that quickly. Fuck did these women never sleep?

Bon Jovi @Jovimistress As my friend before me, I wanted to thank you for the nice site. I was considering offering you our official sanction. If you would be interested that is.

Geena read and reread the dm before answering. Surely he wasn't? Whomever she was talking to now couldn’t be offering to be official were they?

Jovimistress@BonJovi You honestly mean for us to be an official fan site?

Bon Jovi @Jovimistress. That's what I said.

"Well blunt aint he , must be Jon." Geena muttered not giving that a chance to hit her brain before she responded

Jovimistress@BonJovi Ok then yes we would be very interested.

Bon Jovi @Jovimistress. That of course comes with some perks. But I need your address and phone number to finish things off.

Without even thinking the consquences would be giving her home address and phone number to a complete stranger, Geena typed what he asked for.

Jovimistress@Bon Jovi address is 201 Center Street Akron , Ohio , 330- 203-3333, what kind of perks?

He watched the direct message button flicker and grinned. Man she was fast. Clicking open the message he couldn't help but laugh. Stretching his legs, his hand slipped into his pocket and pulled his iphone out. Punching in the numbers he waited.

Geena heard her phone's ringtone go off. " Na it can't be," She reached in her purse and answered. " Bri where the hell are you? "

"Certainly don't know who the hell this Bri is, but it aint me baby."

Geena nearly dropped her blackberry. "Shit, um, sorry. " She shook as she held on and muttered to herself don't be an ass now.

"You wanted to know about perks." Jon stood and moved into the bedroom, unable to stop the grin. "I have some perks for you and a couple of your mods, as long as one of them is samborangel." He chuckled a moment as inspiration hit. "Other one needs to be pianogirl if possible."

Geena bit back a scream " You know my girls, you want them specifically?" OH god Geena you sound like a madame she scolded herself silently as she listened.

"I know many things baby, what I dont know is your name. Unlike my crazy best friend, I havent scanned the fuckin' entire forum."

"The entire forum Oh god ! He hasn't seen the, Oh fuck me! Um-- name is Geena . Shit! Can I die now. " Geena rambled, her face beat red at the thought of Richie or any of them reading their fics.

He heard the discomfort in her voice and scrambled a moment to settle her down. Couldn't have her scared, she wouldn't agree to what he wanted now. Fuck if her voice ain’t like velvet.

"Don't get weird on me. We aren't babies. Been there done that a few times, even have a couple of t-shirts. We liked it, and cuz we like it we want to thank you properly."

Geena fought to control her panic. "It’s not that we wouldn't think you wouldn't like it , we just didn't want you to think we were psychotic or something. It’s just a place for us girls to let go of our fantasies about, well, you know our fave topic." Geena felt the need to explain she so didn't want him her idol and subject of many of hot dreams to think she was weird .

He chuckled as he toed off his boots, then unzipped his pants and wiggled out of them only to settle on his bed, his empty bed. "Well admittedly I thought you were obsessed, but I was persuaded to think differently."

"Really? Well good . I would hate to think you thought we were obsessed it’s all in good fun. Guys have their porn we have our fiction." Geena moved over to the couch and laid down .

He snorted and leaned back against the headboard. "So tell me are you interested in the perks? You're in Ohio, you're bound to be."

Geena snickered " Got that right bordom central right here , unless you wanna hit the clubs now and they suck. Nothing like back in the 80s and 90s . So hell yea I'm interested."

His voice went quiet, "and you can get the two I mentioned?"

"Well Samborangel is on her way to my house as we speak and I'm sure Pianogirl would jump at a moment’s notice if David's involved," Geena joked.

"Geena baby, we're all gonna be involved in this little perk of surprises. Get them to your house. Twenty four hours. The package will arrive on your doorstep before the day is out."

"24 hours , no problem " Geena had no idea if Carly could get here but she better or whatever the perks were, would cease to exist.

"Good thing Geena. Would love to talk more, but I have an early plane to catch. Night Darlin, see you soon."

He flipped the phone closed and lay back, only to sit up and flip the phone back open. Dialing swiftly he laughed to hear a grumble emanate from the other end. "Oh shut the fuck up Tony, I need you to do something. NOW!"

After speaking quickly to his brother he shut the phone down for the final time. His brother might cuss at being sent on a wild errand at 3 am, but he had no worries over his orders bein carried out. Being who he was was worth it at times.