Chapter 124

Realizing that songs with the girls would be well received, I called up Mary Mitchell, Nancy Newman, Isabel, with Shirley Neff leading a group sing of “We Can’t Stop.”

(The opening male voice is Michael Thompson, using his deep baritone)

It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want

It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want{br}

SHIRLEY
Red cups and sweaty
bodies everywhere
Hands in the air
like we don’t care
Cause we came to
have so much fun now
Bet somebody here
might get some now
If you are not ready to go home
Can I get a hell no
Cause we gonna go all night
Till we see the sunlight alright
ALL OF THEM
So la da di da di,
we like to party
Dancing with Miley
Doing whatever we want

Can’t you see it’s we
who own the night
Can’t you see it we
who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things,
Things don’t run we
We don’t take
nothing from nobody{br}

MICHAEL T
It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want{br}

SHIRLEY
To my home girls here with the big butt
Shaking it like we at a strip club
Remember only God can judge ya
Forget the haters cause somebody loves ya
And everyone in line in the bathroom
Trying to get a line in the bathroom
We all so turned up here
Getting turned up, yeah, yeah{br}

ALL OF THEM
So la da di da di,
we like to party
Dancing with Miley
Doing whatever we want
This is our house
This is our rules
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s
we who own the night
Can’t you see it
we who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Things don’t run we
We don’t take
nothing from nobody{br}

MICHAEL T
It’s our party we can do what we want
It’s our party we can say what we want
It’s our party we can love who we want
We can kiss who we want
We can see who we want{br}

NANCY
It’s our party we can do what we want to
It’s our house we can love who we want to
It’s our song we can sing if we want to
It’s my mouth I can say what I want to
Yea, Yea, Yeah{br}

SHIRLEY
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
Can’t you see it’s we who own the night
Can’t you see it we who bout’ that life
And we can’t stop
And we won’t stop
We run things
Things don’t run we
We don’t take nothing from nobody
Yea, Yea, Yea

During their applause, I motioned Isabel to take me back to my keyboard. Before she left, I said, “This pretty girl is my sister, but she’s got a husband, sorry guys.”

I heard “Damn right,” in my ear.

We went on singing “Hang On Sloopy,” “The Circle Of Life” plus a number of instrumentals, including me playing and singing “Kiss From A Rose.” Our final number of the evening was Mr. Bell directing with all the singers on stage behind me as I began “We Will Rock You...”

The clapping started as I began...

Buddy you’re a boy
make a big noise
Playing in the street gonna
be a big man some day
You got mud on your face
You big disgrace
Kickin’ your can
all over the place

Singin’
We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Buddy you are a
young man hard man
Shouting in the street
gonna take on
the world some day
You got blood on your face
You big disgrace
Wavin’ your Banner
all over the place
We will we will rock you

Singin’
We will we will rock you
Buddy you are an
old man poor man
Pleading with your eyes
gonna make you
some peace some day
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
Somebody better put you
back into your place

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you
singing

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you
everybody

(Here comes the rest of the Orchestra, starting with violins)

We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Jason took over with a spotlight on him ... until I said, “Good night N’Orleans.”

From my position, I saw what looked like a unanimous standing ovation. I don’t know behind me, but it was as voluminous as I ever heard.

In my ear was, “81,338 people, Boss. The most since the place was remodeled.”{br}

I was still basking in the glory of the evening’s events as the lights went up and people started leaving like rats off a burning ship.

After Nancy Starr helped me off the stage, I was greeted by the Governor of Louisiana, Bobby Jindal, who shook my hand saying, “Mr. Thomas, that was the most entertaining evening I had in my entire life. Many of these people endured some of the hardest times ever back in 2005. Your bringing your show and the Gold Standard Society to our fair city can only help the status of N’Orleans rise even further. I have heard of your plans for next summer. Sign us up for that. We also have Tiger Stadium, and it holds 102,321 if that rumor, I heard is true.”

“It is, Sir. This place is an icon and I really love it for its acoustics. Thank you for letting us play our kind of music in it. That rumor you heard only involves the top 40 college stadiums in the USA, so it sounds like Tiger Stadium fits the bill.”

I saw a few familiar faces, who approached the two of us.

“Hello Michael ... I don’t know if you remember me or not, but my name is Maureen Ginty...”

“Of course, I do, I never forget a pretty face like yours, Ms. Ginty. This is Wes Westley, correct?”

He put out his hand saying, “What a memory you have.”

“As a group, the GSS knows well over 800 songs; if I can recall them from memory, a person’s name is not much of a problem, Sir. I believe you may have a check for us?”

“Michael,” Governor Jindal remarked, “I have heard about your memory and your math skills as well. Counting the house tonight, how many people have seen you on this NFL Tour of yours?”

“That would be ... just over 995,000 so far and we have yet to get halfway through our 44 days on this tour.”

“That sounds like my cue,” Maureen said. “Here is our check for $10,065,578.”

“Thank you very much, Maureen. If I could stand ... I would kiss you for that, but I’m under strict rules from my mother not to do that.”

“Is that to stand, or to kiss?” she questioned demurely.

“Kiss,” was my answer.

She followed by bending over to give me a kiss on my cheek.

Less than an hour later, we were on our way to Jacksonville. I had Anna Prefontayne on my lap, as we all were very satisfied that we had a great night.

“Michael, Michael,” she whispered, “When can we make love again?”

“Wha... ? Oh, Anna ... it will be soon, I promise, OK? You have been very patient, and I promise sometime in the next three days. Is that all right with you, sweetie?”

“Sure thing! Even if I couldn’t, I would never tell anybody. I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble. Can I at least get a sloppy kiss from you?”

That made me laugh, but she was serious, so I took a few fingers and turned her face to mine by touching her chin. Her eyes were closed already, and I saw Jenn watching us. She didn’t seem to mind at all.

Our lips touched, this time I felt her tongue and I reciprocated, causing me to grow underneath her. She put her hands on my neck and pushed her lips even tighter as our mouths both opened, and the kiss went from gentle to elicit. She made a little noise and her sisters Zoe and Geena watched us finish the kiss.

“We just thought you would give her a little girl kiss, not ... something like that,” Zoe said.

Anna looked guilty, but I said, “Maybe each of you could get a Michael Kiss, if you can keep from wagering on what I may or may not do?”

“Go sit down, somewhere else ... that includes you Anna,” I said.

She didn’t seem to mind, as she headed back to them.

“That was very adult of you,” Jennifer said feeling my hardness. “I love you.”

“Thank you, I love you too,” I said giving her a kiss even better than the one I got from Joan’s sister.

We pulled into the parking lot of our,

13^th Stop
Jacksonville, Florida
Jacksonville, Jaguars
EverBank Field – 67,812
(Expandable to 82,000)
Crowne Plaza Jacksonville at the Riverfront

This hotel has a Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse conveniently on site ... thanks Mom!

Finding out we could get breakfast in our rooms, we went up to our room, which my wife and I, had to ourselves. I immediately stripped to my boxers, with Jenn’s help. Without Janice in the room, and with my wife nearby, I got up and very carefully put about half weight on my right leg. It felt very sturdy, so I had my wife remove my cast and we took a warm shower together for the first time in a while.

It was satisfying at so many levels. I got out first, putting a towel on the floor for safety, then reached in to grab my wife’s’ arm.

“Michael is this one of those miracles, like your hand after being beaten up?” she asked.

“I don’t really know Jennifer Rose, but I am hopeful. I am starving, do we eat up here or go downstairs?”

Her walking to her suitcase was her answer, as we both got dressed and headed downstairs arm in arm.

Long before we actually entered the eating area, there was a shriek of many persons, although Rose, Anna, and tiny Carla all rushed to me rejoiced I was walking all by myself.

After I kissed them all on the forehead, Jennifer pulled me away to sit down.

All the while we were eating, many of the GSS, both boys and girls, came by to say some form of, ‘Happy to see you walking again, Boss.’

Janice and Brian walked in with Mom saying, “I hear you are back among the walkin, Michael.’

Standing up, I responded, “Actually Janice, I am taking one more day off. I’m afraid that Peter and Charles may be permanently scarred if I show up.”

They all laughed at that.

When asked, I selected Miss Rose Newman and Tiffany Case as our room buddies; And both very happy I personally selected them and they both showed up early with their bags.

Jennifer made a point of saying to them, “Be careful with him. Remember ... you break him, you buy him.”

They both laughed at my expense, but I thought it was funny too.

Forty-five minutes later, Jenn left, and I needed to go to the bathroom, so I asked Rose to help me stand. She was worried, but I insisted.

She stood to my right, to help take weight off my leg if necessary. Using a very gingerly methodology, we got me to the toilet. She pulled down my pants and boxers then pointed me down so she wouldn’t get a face full of my pee. Ugh?

We successfully had a launch, so to speak. She cleaned me off, for later – she said. With our upcoming drive to Walt Disney World, everyone was coming back to stay at the hotel for the evening, with a seven am call to get going on our three-hour drive to the ‘Happiest Place on Earth!’

We had dinner in the room, and I allowed Tiffany and Rose to blindfold me and feed me, with Tiff telling me it would be more erotic that way. She was absolutely correct, with the smell of the food becoming my main sense.

They would alternatively stop and eat some of their dinner between my bites. After we were done with dinner, she got her dessert.

First, they got me completely naked, then Rose worked on me with her lips and mouth getting me exceptionally close then she got on board and I came immediately. All of this time, I was still blindfolded. Jennifer would love this ... I even told that to Rose.

Around midnight the door opened with Jennifer, Joan, and Anna all coming in to have a celebration.

“Michael,” Anna said, “There were 78,976 people there and we gave two encores and we got a check for $10,825,000. I actually saw the check. That was really cool.”

I asked Rosie for my laptop and she opened it for me. Jennifer saw the blindfold, picked it up and said, “And what is this?”

Miss Newman came to my defense and said, “We had dinner, but I made him wear that to make it ... more fun.”

“Wasn’t it scary?” Anna asked.

“No, not even a little,” I said to her. “It was kind of sexy.”

“Oh?” she said probably not understanding.

“Are we all sharing Michael tonight?” Joan asked.

They all took a moment to look at me.

“Ladies. Rosie and I have ... fucked each other three times. I’m sure I have nothing left, except love in my heart for all of you. Besides that, my ankle is a tiny bit sore. I could use a rubdown.”

Joan and Anna were eager to help me out as Rose whispered, “Why did you lie?”

“I’m tired and I’m not interested in performing like a dancing bear.”

Just then the coolness caused me to almost come off the bed.

“Was that too much?” Anna asked me.

“Just ... a bit unexpected,” was my answer. “But, it feels really good, go ahead and rub it in.”

It felt wonderful, my lower leg back in the cast was feeling pretty good. I just needed to be patient, and that is not one of my better qualities.

“So, besides the numbers of people and the money, how was the show tonight?” I asked.

Anna was ready for this apparently and said, “Peter and Charles were their best ever. Not only that, I sang ‘Gee, I’m Glad’ with Peter myself. I was worried, because Isabel usually sings that, but he just called my name and I was ready.”

“And, she was a big hit as well,” Jennifer said. “You were right about Anna when you said she could be our next big breakout star, along with Lily Bell.”