Even Roadies Need Love Too...

But not from me.....

While doing my daily kegels, keeping the gear nice and tight, I had a sudden urge to address the darker side of groupie girl life. (I was having some naughty thoughts.... sometimes the mind tends to wander, sorry about that....)

I am sure there were a few girls who got passed around, used and abused and maybe even ridiculed while trolloping through the circus. There were at times, young girls backstage with low self esteem that lingered and clung like wet t-shirts to big titties. I always felt bad for those girls who flocked and staggered, throwing themselves in front of a moving tour bus if need be. Girls turned tricks and blew nameless grinning roadies all in hopes to meet the band. Girls flashed their tits, and showed their snatch. Girls bribed, begged, borrowed and stole. But not this girl, HELL NO, not me... (ok, I flashed some tittie here and there but does that really count when they look this good?? or am I just being a sharing kinda girl....) I learned my lesson long, long ago. My first blow job was a drunken mishap. Bonfire party, seems like an eternity ago, nameless, faceless guy, up a hill, behind a tree, I drunkenly gave my first sloppy, unskilled BJ. He zipped up and ran back to scene, joining his girlfriend, who screamed over the roar of the fire, "I have been looking everywhere for you!" I sat there and I cried into my Keystone Light. My drunken girlfriends tried their best to comfort me, but I was more ashamed than anything else. The ghost of sober me stood in the distance, arms crossed head shaking, "What the fuck did you expect?" Now, listen kiddies, I am in the big 3- O's now and this was pre Monica Lewisinsky, I went to a different Slut School and we didn't hand out blow jobs like they were Pez back then. Ok, I am sure some girls did.... but not me.... So I vowed, no more of this being used and thrown away shit... In all my years in and out of the the music biz, there were only 2 boys who got selflessly blown, and I loved/lusted them both. Cuz before I even started this little venture, I decided this is as much about ME as it is about YOU and a-hem...... I gotta get mine. So lesson learned and a word of advice to all the new up and cumming lil groupies, if you want to get used, abused and maybe even turned out to a bunch of nobodies- keep handin out the goodies like they don't mean nothing.... or be a smart girl and make em' work for it, make em' beg and make em' want you....

To answer the question- Did you even in the middle of something say fuck it, this guy's not worth it?
Fuck that! I was and am still today a picky bitch, I never slept with or did anything with anyone in the Music biz that I wasn't totally into.... no regrets....

Ohhh and to be fair- MOST girls backstage are not tragedies waiting to happen- they were Rockin Chicks having some fun and hanging out! Rock On all my Sexy Bitches!

Keep an eye out for the new line of interviews starting soon- Kristy Majors of Pretty Boy Floyd popped my cherry once and is cumming back to do it again! Need a hit of glam, missing your Metal! check out Pretty Boy Floyd and breathe deep the Aqua Net!!