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Spring 1982	By : Shimmerrain69 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 1271 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Steve Perry or members of Journey or their crew, I do not get paid for any story I write about said singer/band. This is pure fiction.

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I remember being in my room, looking at my reflection and combing out my hair in front of the mirror, when my friend Pam from high school called. We’d been out of school for about 3 years and we were just starting out on our own and away from the watchful prying eyes of our parents. She had been eager to see Journey, who would be playing Joe Louis arena the following day and she’d been hounding me for a couple of weeks to go. She knew I wasn’t that much of a fan, and it irked me that she wouldn’t let up. “Please Christine, we have to go.” “What is wrong with you anyway, don’t you like sexy men in tight pants?” “Of course I do, but I have plans tomorrow.” Well what about Sunday the 16^th?” “I’m busy that day too.” “Doing what?” Pam asked. I looked to my inner mind for a reason, and blurted out.”I have to wash my hair, plus I’m waiting for Scott to call me.” Pam was exasperated. “Forget Scott and let’s go see Steve Perry.” She eventually twisted my arm, I couldn’t think of anymore reasons why I couldn’t go. “Well if you want to go see that pretty girly man, then let’s go.” “Shut up weirdo.” Pam teased into the phone. “Believe me, there’s nothing girly about him.” “How do you know?”I remembered asking but Pam ignored my question and we got off the phone. Pam to prepare for the next day, and I finished brushing out my hair and turned in early that night. Little did I know what was in store for me.
The next day, Pam was at my apartment. Her feathered hair was perfection. Her Farrah Fawcett look down to a tie. Her jeans so tight, I marveled how she could breathe. She looked at me, my clothes were modest, my was hair was up in a ponytail. “You aren’t going to a journey concert looking like that, at least not with me.” Pam told me and marched me back to my bedroom. She went to my closet and found the lone pair of tight jeans that I never had the courage to wear. She threw them on the bed, and then hunted for the perfect shirt for me to wear. A loose fitting, red and white striped shirt, that hung off of one shoulder. “Perfect.” She said. “Put this on, take down your hair and I’ll be waiting for you in the living room.” I was peeved I didn’t really want to change, I was who I was. Pam was always the prettier one who got all the attention from the guys. I was Miss shy book worm, but I agreed to be Pam’s project that day. We were in a hurry, we had good seats, but we wanted to get there early. I took my hair out of the pony tail holder, and shook it out, put a little lipstick, mascara and blusher on and went to the living room. “Oh my god, Pam exclaimed.”” I knew you had it in you, you look fabulous.” “Let’s hope it’s enough to get Steve’s attention…………..again.” “Again?” I asked. Pam realized what she’d said and regretted it. “I got back stage last time they were here, and I um, well…, I thought I told you.” Pam said and dropped the subject. She hadn’t told me; perhaps she thought I’d think less of her if I knew she’d given Steve a blow job. At that time I had no clue and later found out some things about myself.
It took us about 30 minutes to get Downtown Detroit, and already there were hundreds of fans milling about. There were equally pretty girls in tighter pants wanting the bands attention. I was glad Pam made me change, it was stiff competition out there, but it wasn’t like I was vying for the bands attention, I was there as a favor for a friend, but I still wanted to look good. We went to the restroom before finding our seats. We had an hour wait before the band finally came on stage. From the very first song Pam was out of her seat and mind, as popular hit after hit fell from the singer’s lips. She swayed back and forth in rapture. His voice sent male and female fans alike into a manic frenzy. What he lacked in height he made up for in stage presence. I had to give him that. I heard these songs many times over the airwaves, but now I stood front and center 6 rows back. Women were on all sides of me screaming his name and losing their minds as sweat glistened on his exposed chest. By the fifth song, I found myself entranced when his eyes somehow met mine. I knew realistically he could not see me in the darkness of the crowd. His expressive eyes, his long shiny hair, his face contorting to the emotions of the song he was singing. His voice was subtly raspy, with smooth undertones that crept into my panties, like fingers tenderly caressing me. I now understood the primal screams of the women around me. My heart began to pound rapidly as his voice and lyrics touched my soul. His boundless energy, sprinting and dancing across the stage made my mind wander. Did this energy and sensuality translate to the bedroom?
Two hours and 30 minutes later, my emotions and body felt as though I had been on a long roller coaster ride. No singer had ever reached me the way this man did. The special way he connected with the audience, made you feel you were the only one there. When the band left the stage, we like a hundred other young women waited to see the members up close and personal. We ended up waiting about an hour and never got to see them. Pam disappeared for like 15 minutes and came back and told me. “I got an inside scoop where they are staying for the night, some guy with the crew promised he could get us in Steve’s room.” I looked at my friend and wondered what she’d done to secure this information.……………
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