Me and Bobbie McGee
Copyright© 2025 by JRyter
Chapter 12
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 12 - A young man, aspiring to be a Country Music performer, happens to run into a young girl his age, who is also hoping to make it big in Country Music. After a scuffle in a Truck Stop, he helps her escape her father and step mother. They manage to hitch a ride with a trucker going to Nashville. Once there they lease a room together, and begin to explore Music Row. Their first big break comes when they are allowed to perform on a WSM Radio Sidewalk Broadcast.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa
Bobbie is laughing as she points toward Rily and Rita. They were pointing back toward her. That’s when I pulled both sisters close.
“Your pick it, what will it be?”
“Help Me Make It Through The Night” Both of them answered.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, y’all are in for a really, really nice surprise. We did this one at the recording studio the other day and I was told it will likely be released within the next two weeks. Let us know if you like it.”
I nodded to the twins, and started playing.
Help Me Make It Through The Night
Kris Kristofferson © 1970
Sammi Smith arrangement
Take the ribbon from my hair
Shake it loose and let it fall
Lay it soft against your skin
Like the shadows on the wall
Come and lay down by my side
Till the early morning light
All I’m takin’ is your time
Help me make it through the night
I don’t care what’s right or wrong
I won’t try to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow
Cause tonight I need a friend
Yesterday is dead and gone
And tomorrow’s out of sight
And it’s sad to be alone
Help me make it through the night
I don’t care what’s right or wrong,
I won’t try to understand
Let the devil take tomorrow
Cause tonight I need a friend
Yesterday is dead and gone
And tomorrow’s out of sight
And it’s sad to be alone
Help me make it through the night
The applause was so loud, I had to wait until they settled down before I could tell them about my next song.
“Folks, I’ve never played this next one in front of a crowd, but the first time I heard Johnny Cash sing it, I bought a disc and learned to play it for myself. Let me know if you recognize this beautiful song written by the late, Kris Kristofferson. I hope you like the way I’ve slowed the tempo down. If this one doesn’t touch your heart, early on a Sunday morning out here ... your heart’s in the wrong place.”
Sunday Morning Coming Down
Kris Kristofferson ©1972
Johnny Cash Arrangement
Well, I woke up Sunday mornin’
With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad
So I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I’d smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I’d been pickin’
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin’ with a can that he was kickin’
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken
And Lord it took me back to somethin’ I thought I’d lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way
On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk
Wishin’ Lord that I was stoned
‘Cause there’s somethin’ in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
That’s half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin’ city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin’ little girl he was swingin’
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin’
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
And it echoed through the canyons
Like a disappearin’ dream of yesterday
On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk
I’m Wishin’ Lord that I was stoned
‘Cause there’s somethin’ in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
Half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin’ city sidewalks
And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down
The cameras and cellphones were really flashing when this one ended.
Astrid and Jerald stepped up to take the mics.
She told them, “For those of you who wish to get Beau Billy’s, and his best friends’ autographs, we’ve set up some tables over here where you can pass by as Beau and his troupe signs autographs...
“Now, we want to add a special thanks to the Waffle House Manager, Mister Jerald Haskins, for helping us put this spur of the moment, Sunday Morning concert together.”
Mister Haskins added, “Thank you all, for making this a special event, and for being here this morning. I’m sure those of us here will remember this day for the rest of our lives...
“I know all of us here at The Waffle House will.”
I pulled my phone out, and looking at her card, I punched Cali Rae’s number.
“Hey Baby, we’re ready for another ride in your little yellow wagon.”
“Beau Billy, you’re going to keep calling me Baby, and you’ll have me all over your ass so hot and heavy, you’ll wish you never met me.”
“Never happen! Come get us Baby, and when we drop my friends off at the condo, you can take me down to the recording studio. If you like, you can even keep the meter running while you go inside to wait for me.”
Bobbie asked, “Beau, do you think they’ll have you working until late today?”
“I’m not sure. C W told me that I’ll need to rework a couple, and record a few more, that Mr. Charles wants me to record, while I’m there. Y’all need to get some rest anyway. We’ll all be busy as bees in the coming weeks, least ways, that’s what C W told me.”
At the studio, I stepped out just as Cali was coming around to open my door.
What really caught my eye, was the new Limo parked next to us.
I’m already hoping ... as I turned to Cali.
“Come inside with me, Cali. There’s someone in here I want you to meet.
“Beau! Are you sure? I mean, just look at me. My damn titties are barely covered and my long hair is in a ponytail hanging down to my ass.”
“Cali, you are as sexy as any woman who has ever had her photo in a Playboy Magazine. Now, come with me before I take you under my arm and carry you in to meet another of my best friends.”
“You wouldn’t dare!”
“Dare me the next time you and I are alone. Right now, I want to get you a job as my Limo driver.”
“BEAU! Please tell me you’re not fuckin with my mind.”
“If you and I ever fuck, it sure as hell won’t be your mind I’m going after, now come with me before I pick you up, and carry you in.”
I reached for her hand and she let me take it. I turned my head to look at her again, and she’s smiling.
“Cali, you are one more tall, beautiful, sexy young woman. If I get my friend to offer you this job, will you take it? Just think, you and I will be together everyday I’m traveling, or just going across town.”
“Beau, are you serious?”
“Yes, I’m serious. I would love to have you with me. There will be days when it will just be you and me as we travel, if that makes any difference to you.”
I was hoping the rear entrance will be unlocked, and it is. I pulled Cali around to enter in front of me. As soon as I looked up from her sexy ass, I saw C W coming toward me. He’s smiling and I can tell, he’s not smiling at me, he’s looking at the sexy young woman at my side.
“C W, I want you to meet a new friend of mine who needs a job. She has her chauffeur’s license and she’s willing to be on call anytime we need her. Her name is Cali Rae Mendosa and she’s been driving a taxi and working weekend nights at The Wild Horse...
“Cali, meet my agent, and good friend, Mr. C W Cochran.
“C W, meet Cali Rae Mendosa.”
C W smiled at me, before reaching out to take her hand.
“Cali, I can see why Beau wants to ride in your taxi. Beau said you have your chauffeur license, is that right?”
“Yes Sir, I do.”
“Here, take this money and go find you about ten new uniforms that will not only look like you are the sexiest chauffeur in Nashville, you’ll make Beau’s fans wish they could ride with him.”
“Mister C W, may I hug your neck? You have just given my dream job to me.”
“You wouldn’t happen to have a twin would you?”
“No Sir.”
“I wish you did, I would hire her to drive my Limo. Now you call the Taxi Company and tell them where their taxi is parked. Then, when you return, come inside to wait for Beau. I’m sure everyone here will want to meet Beau’s sexy new driver.”
When C W walked back inside, Cali looked at me, then with her arms open she lunged at me.
“Beau, thank you for what you just did. I don’t even know what I’m making, but being with you almost daily, will be the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Just in case you may want to know, no boy or man, not even my own daddy, has seen me naked since my titties bloomed when I was twelve. I don’t have any tattoos and I never wear a bra, just in case you ever want to see my titties, or want me to get naked with you.”
“That’s not why I wanted you to have this job! Please don’t offer me your body, just for getting this job for you.”
“But, if I want to be naked with you, because you’re so damn sexy yourself, you won’t turn me down will you?”
“I want us to be best friends. We’re going to spend a lot of time together, so let’s make it good, and when our time comes, you and I will both know we’re ready...
“Hug me again, then go get those uniforms like C W told you. This door will be unlocked when you return, so come inside.”
“Really, Really sexy uniforms?”
“The sexier the better, as long as your titties, your pussy and your sexy ass are all covered. I don’t ever want anyone else to see my best friend, and sexy chauffeur’s, naked body.”
“Thank you again, Beau. I’m not only your chauffeur, I’m yours.”
“Then I’ll make sure you never regret taking this job. Now, get your sexy butt out of here and come back with about half your sexy secrets exposed. I can tell, you have a permanent tan and I do love tan titties and sexy tan asses.”
Monday morning early, the girls left in their Limo for the recording studio, just as Astrid called me about another impromptu concert.
This one will be at a High School Gym on the outskirts of Nashville.
“Have you met with the school superintendent about this?”
“No, but C W knows Mr. Stobaugh and his family personally. He gave me Mr. Stobaugh’s number and told me that he’ll be expecting my call.”
“Okay, now tell me how that call went. You know how nervous I get, meeting people like him, that I’ve never met before.”
“C W sent him some of your discs, and one of them was the Waffle House performance. C W told me that his friend has already asked for three more of those discs. One each for his wife, his son and his daughter...
“His son is a senior, and though his daughter has just turned seventeen, she will graduate this year too.”
When we arrived at the campus, Cali knew exactly where the administration building is located.
“I graduated from here.”
“Would you like to go inside with us?”
“Oh No! I doubt they would allow me inside, wearing this, this almost uniform.”
I knew she was right. It’s all I can do, to keep from staring at her. Nearly all of both titties are exposed down between her tan cleavage, and the bottom of her uniform barely covers her sexy ass ... Any shorter and it would be a thong.
Yet I told her, “They would probably think you’re a student. Look over there at those girls entering the gym wearing miniskirts, and look at those wearing short-shorts, up in their butt cracks.”
When Astrid slid out on my side, she has my guitar.
“I’ll take your guitar in for you. I have a good feeling about this, since C W knows the Superintendent’s family well, and the fact that the man wants three more of these discs...
“He told me to come to the gym’s, visitor’s entrance and Mr. Stobaugh will be there to meet us.”
“Astrid, are you setting me up again, after we agreed you wouldn’t?”
“Well yes, sort of ... in a way, maybe. But from what Mr. Stobaugh told me, you are going to have about thirty-five hundred fans here today.”
“Are you talking about students?”
“Senior and Junior High students, and teachers. He called me back and told me that he played three of those discs over the emergency communications system and the place went wild, with students wanting to hear them again and again, then begging to know where can they buy the discs.”
As soon as we entered, I saw an older man about C W’s age. I knew this has to be Mr. Stobaugh. The man is big as C W, and if that’s his wife, no wonder he’s smiling as he stands beside her. This beautiful Hispanic woman could be Cali’s identical twin sister.
Astrid stepped out to greet him, before she turned to look back at me.
“Mr. Stobaugh, I’m Astrid Barksdale and this young man is Beau William Carter, better known as Beau Billy.”
“Astrid, I want you to meet my wife Francine, my son Donnie and my daughter Angelina.”
He’s still talking as he stepped over to me, grabbing my hand when I reached out to shake.
“Beau Billy Carter, I want to tell you, it is an honor to meet you. My wife, my son and my daughter are also anxious to meet you.”
“Thank you Sir. I had no idea where we were going this morning or what it would be like. I’m the one who’s honored to meet you and your family here at your school like this.”
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