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Oh Sherrie	By : Shimmerrain69 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 1469 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Steve Perry or Sherry Swafford or any members of Journey, past or present. This is fiction. I do not get paid for my story.

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Finally back home, the lovers got back into their routine, even if it was to be short lived. Herbie had the band on an extreme tour line up, and Steve was thankful that Sherrie was willing to travel the country with him. The following day, Steve told Sherrie he wanted them to go on a motorcycle trip to a small town 2 hours away. They had the best vegetarian fare and the locals kept their distance, they’d pack enough for two nights, then take the 45 minute trip to his mom’s and then head back early afternoon the day after.
That was exactly what Sherrie needed and wanted; Steve all to herself. They hit the road at 10 the following morning. It was always exhilarating and sexy to be holding on to Steve as they roared down the highway or streets on the back of his motorcycle; they always managed to get looks. Steve’s hair blowing in the wind with his side burns made for a striking masculine image, aside from the stage, it was his element and it suited him, it was also some of the best times of their lives when they could be only into each other and no one else existed, that is except his music. Music was his mistress, but she was learning to deal with it.
By 12:20 they were rolling up to the Bed and breakfast Steve always escaped to, even before Sherrie. It was quiet and quaint, and the locals, though they knew who he was, always kept at a respectable distance. Every now and then he had someone come up to him and tell him how much they admired his music but Steve never felt weirded out. Some fans put him on an unrealistic pedestal, and he didn’t feel he deserved to be there. He was simply Steve from Hanford who wanted to sing Rock and roll. “Mr. Perry, so good to see you again.” A sweet faced older lady greeted him from behind the front desk. She was the owner of said B&B and she was always happy to see him. He was also thankful that she never broadcast the fact that he was there, or even stayed there on occasion. “And who is this lovely lady?” The woman asked. “This is Sherrie, my girlfriend.” “So nice to meet you.” “Paul?” She called to her husband. “Can you escort them to their room?” “Mr. Perry how are you?” “Fine.” Steve looked at Sherrie and made a face, and they followed the man up the stairs.
The room was cute, and to be expected. The room’s motif was china blue and white, lots of flower designs, a comfy quilt at the foot of the bed. “This reminds me of my grandmother’s house, even the smell.” “That’s why I like it; it reminds you of happy carefree childhood.” Steve said. They decided to rest an hour after the long ride, and then hit the town, the boutiques and the café’s. “They have the best vegetarian Mexican dishes at a café just within walking distance.” Steve said. “We’ll go there last.”
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The lovebirds walked hand in hand, soaking in the serene and lighthearted atmosphere. They went into boutiques that interest them; but kept in mind the fact that they were on a motorcycle and couldn’t really buy big things. Faces of people lit up at the recognition of Steve. He’d hear occasionally. “He’s even cuter in person” Steve bought Sherrie anything her heart desired. Steve could be frugal at times, his lean days not too far behind him, but he splurged on Sherrie, telling her again how much he loved her. They finally made their way to the edge of town for the café. Steve was right about the food. They indulged in the appetizers, main course and dessert and headed back to the B&B, full and content. When they got back to their room, and got comfortable, Steve filled her in on a little secret of the picture perfect town. “Most of the people here are swingers.” Steve said and laughed, testing the waters. When Sherrie gave him an appalled look, he had his answer. Sherrie wasn’t a prude, but she wasn’t that adventuresome either. “Have you ever partaken in that activity?” Sherrie asked watching his face. “Not here, I just know the option is there.” “Even that nice lady who greeted us when we got here?” Yes, even her.” “How did you find out about this place?” “Enough with the questions, Steve said firmly, then smiled.
Sherrie was learning more about her lover of almost 2 years. She knew him to be a highly sexual person, but he kept it under wraps from outsiders who perceived him as either a sensitive mama’s boy, or gay. There seemed to be no in between for some people. He was indeed a mama’s boy, as Sherrie would soon discover, but he was also an undercover bad boy, a side of him that Sherrie was all too familiar with. Steve was sitting at the desk in the room writing down some lyrics, when Sherrie came up behind him and started massaging his shoulders. “With what I’m about to do to you, you don’t need to swing.” Sherrie said suggestively “Bring it baby.” He said huskily and stood up to face her. He scooped her up in his arms, and carried her to the bed. “God I love you.” He said before tenderly kissing her, then gently nipping her bottom lip. His hands made quick work of getting her out of her clothes, and roaming over her hills and valley and she likewise left no part of his body untouched. Pretty soon the bed springs were squeaking as the lovers danced up and down on it, a couple of more thrusts, Steve crying out and they were satiated. They lay in each other’s arms until sleep was inevitable. They slept until early evening. When they got up, they decided to hit the town one last time. They usually had something in the town square at night, music, a play, or reading of local artist’s poems and other works. Then they would go back to their room to prepare for road trip the following day.
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