The Molly Phillips Tour Bus pulled into the Hyatt Regency Hotel parking lot, stopping in front of the hotel's front doors.
"Okay guys, we're here. The band's rehearsals aren't for a couple of hours, so check-in and take a rest. And no trashing the rooms!" Irene Bell announced to everyone on the bus, and reminding the guys about what happened in Green Bay.
"Aw, c'mon, Irene. You know we didn't trash the room, like we told you, Clu had too many burritos and ended up walking around in his sleep." Jack told her while carrying luggage off the bus.
"Hey, Fi, sweetie aren't you coming?" Molly asked her daughter, as Fi walked towards the front of the bus.
"Uh, yeah Mom. I just need some help carrying my bag, and my laptop. Carey could you help me?" Fi asked Carey, as he was lying on the couch.
"Jeez, what am I? The bag boy?" Carey asked jokingly, as he got up to help her.
Molly and the rest of the gang hopped off the bus, as Carey and Fi walked towards Fi's room. Carey picked up her bag, and Fi picked up the book bag with her laptop inside. They walked the stuff out to the front part of the bus, when Fi set her bag on the table, and then sat down onto the couch. Carey did the same, and sat down next to her.
"Alone at last." She said scooting closer towards Carey, starting to kiss him.
"I know what you mean," he said, "I've been waiting to be alone to kiss you for the whole tour." The two started kissing again, oblivious of the world around them, and oblivious to the fact that Molly Phillips had climbed back onto the bus.
Somewhat shocked by what she was seeing she said the only thing she could, "Oh." Carey and Fi looked up, separated, and stood up.
"Maybe we should all go inside now." Molly said, leading Carey and Fi into the hotel. Once inside, she handed Carey his room key, and pointed towards the elevator. Carey followed Molly's finger toward the elevator, he pressed the "up" button, turned around and gave the Phillips girls a sly wave, before getting on the elevator and leaving.
"Now I know why you've been so happy lately. You're dating Carey."
"I don't know if you'd say dating, but I'd guess you're right. Are you okay with that?" Fi looked at her mother, wide-eyed.
"Uh, Fi..," she wasn't sure what to say, "Yeah, I guess I'm okay."
"Thanks, Mom." Fi hugged her mom, took her key, and headed upstairs to find Carey.
Molly watched her daughter and sighed. Her daughter was getting older, falling for a rocker, just as she had done.
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Molly entered her room, threw her bag down, and lay down on her bed. She rose off the bed once she saw the vase of flowers. She got off the bed and reached for the envelope next to the flowers. 'Musical Degrees Productions' was printed on the envelope. Molly bit her lip, and tore into the envelope; not able to wait to read it's contents.
Molly,
We are in the same state, the same city, same hotel. That hasn't happen for awhile. I'm in room 1430, on the second floor.
Love Always,
Rick
Finished reading the note, Molly grabbed a small box out of her luggage and her room key, and ran out of her room in search of the love of her life.
"Hey there." Carey said, as he sneaked up behind Fi, and grabbed her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Fiona turned around in his arms, and gave him a kiss on his cheek. She was about to give him another kiss, when something caught her eye. A man, about 40 years old, wearing sweats, shades, and a baseball cap, was watching them from the opposite end of the lobby.
"Carey," she whispered, "That guy over there is watching us." Carey turned his head slightly.
"It's probably one of those people against public displays of affection, forget about him." Carey turned his view back to her.
"I don't know, he looks kind of familiar."
"How can you tell? With that hat and sunglasses, you can barely see his face."
"I know, but it's not just the way he looks, he feels familiar to me." Fi shrugged, "It's probably just my imagination though." Fi hugged Carey tighter. "We still have two hours, let's go explore Chicago." They walked out the doors of the lobby, and the shaded man went upstairs.
The shaded man got out on the second floor, took out a room key, unlocked the door to room 1430, and entered. He took the room phone and started to dial, when he heard a knock on the door. He looked through the peephole, and opened the door. Molly Phillips entered the room. The man took off his shades and hat to reveal himself as the one and only, Rick Phillips. Molly immediately ran to him, throwing down her box and key, and gave him a passionate kiss.
"I've missed you so much, I can't even describe it." She kissed him again, and again, each kiss more passionate than the first.
"Oh, Mol. It's been too long." Rick said inbetween kisses. Their kissing led to more kissing, and undressing led to more undressing, and before long, Rick and Molly were finally making love.
"Okay guys, we're here. The band's rehearsals aren't for a couple of hours, so check-in and take a rest. And no trashing the rooms!" Irene Bell announced to everyone on the bus, and reminding the guys about what happened in Green Bay.
"Aw, c'mon, Irene. You know we didn't trash the room, like we told you, Clu had too many burritos and ended up walking around in his sleep." Jack told her while carrying luggage off the bus.
"Hey, Fi, sweetie aren't you coming?" Molly asked her daughter, as Fi walked towards the front of the bus.
"Uh, yeah Mom. I just need some help carrying my bag, and my laptop. Carey could you help me?" Fi asked Carey, as he was lying on the couch.
"Jeez, what am I? The bag boy?" Carey asked jokingly, as he got up to help her.
Molly and the rest of the gang hopped off the bus, as Carey and Fi walked towards Fi's room. Carey picked up her bag, and Fi picked up the book bag with her laptop inside. They walked the stuff out to the front part of the bus, when Fi set her bag on the table, and then sat down onto the couch. Carey did the same, and sat down next to her.
"Alone at last." She said scooting closer towards Carey, starting to kiss him.
"I know what you mean," he said, "I've been waiting to be alone to kiss you for the whole tour." The two started kissing again, oblivious of the world around them, and oblivious to the fact that Molly Phillips had climbed back onto the bus.
Somewhat shocked by what she was seeing she said the only thing she could, "Oh." Carey and Fi looked up, separated, and stood up.
"Maybe we should all go inside now." Molly said, leading Carey and Fi into the hotel. Once inside, she handed Carey his room key, and pointed towards the elevator. Carey followed Molly's finger toward the elevator, he pressed the "up" button, turned around and gave the Phillips girls a sly wave, before getting on the elevator and leaving.
"Now I know why you've been so happy lately. You're dating Carey."
"I don't know if you'd say dating, but I'd guess you're right. Are you okay with that?" Fi looked at her mother, wide-eyed.
"Uh, Fi..," she wasn't sure what to say, "Yeah, I guess I'm okay."
"Thanks, Mom." Fi hugged her mom, took her key, and headed upstairs to find Carey.
Molly watched her daughter and sighed. Her daughter was getting older, falling for a rocker, just as she had done.
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Molly entered her room, threw her bag down, and lay down on her bed. She rose off the bed once she saw the vase of flowers. She got off the bed and reached for the envelope next to the flowers. 'Musical Degrees Productions' was printed on the envelope. Molly bit her lip, and tore into the envelope; not able to wait to read it's contents.
Molly,
We are in the same state, the same city, same hotel. That hasn't happen for awhile. I'm in room 1430, on the second floor.
Love Always,
Rick
Finished reading the note, Molly grabbed a small box out of her luggage and her room key, and ran out of her room in search of the love of her life.
"Hey there." Carey said, as he sneaked up behind Fi, and grabbed her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Fiona turned around in his arms, and gave him a kiss on his cheek. She was about to give him another kiss, when something caught her eye. A man, about 40 years old, wearing sweats, shades, and a baseball cap, was watching them from the opposite end of the lobby.
"Carey," she whispered, "That guy over there is watching us." Carey turned his head slightly.
"It's probably one of those people against public displays of affection, forget about him." Carey turned his view back to her.
"I don't know, he looks kind of familiar."
"How can you tell? With that hat and sunglasses, you can barely see his face."
"I know, but it's not just the way he looks, he feels familiar to me." Fi shrugged, "It's probably just my imagination though." Fi hugged Carey tighter. "We still have two hours, let's go explore Chicago." They walked out the doors of the lobby, and the shaded man went upstairs.
The shaded man got out on the second floor, took out a room key, unlocked the door to room 1430, and entered. He took the room phone and started to dial, when he heard a knock on the door. He looked through the peephole, and opened the door. Molly Phillips entered the room. The man took off his shades and hat to reveal himself as the one and only, Rick Phillips. Molly immediately ran to him, throwing down her box and key, and gave him a passionate kiss.
"I've missed you so much, I can't even describe it." She kissed him again, and again, each kiss more passionate than the first.
"Oh, Mol. It's been too long." Rick said inbetween kisses. Their kissing led to more kissing, and undressing led to more undressing, and before long, Rick and Molly were finally making love.