On My Bed Of Roses.

Part 15: "Fallen From Disgraceland"

One day in the spring of 1990, once Jon had several demos finished  and recorded songs for his solo album, we received an invitation from Doc Mc Ghee. Doc was aware of Jon's depression  and had a somewhat unusual idea not only for Jon but for all of us. He invited us to a trip to Los Angeles, California .Partly ,it  was a great idea to visit my parents again after a long busy honeymoon tour. Once in LA, we rented a Harley Davidson for a road  trip. To me, it seemed like a crazy idea, but Jon was fascinated. His blue eyes shone with excitement, and had a beautiful  smile planted on his face all day. I was glad cause  I saw him happy again , I could care less if  going on a road bike trip was crazy or not.

As soon as we landed in LA , first we went to visit my parents and then with our bike ,we started to go places along with Doc .We decided to stay a few more days as we had not had a honeymoon to spend quality time on our own  .

Doc came to LA only for two weeks to do his business, while  we decided to stay for  a full month. When we were with Doc, Jon spent most of the time drunk and talking business. And when he was not doing business, he looked sad and beaten. I was worried sick about him . I tried to cheer him up without the need to  get both on the booze. One day I woke up in the morning and Jon was not in bed with me . In the apartment kitchen that  we rented in Malibu, Jon had left me a note:

"Baby,I'm out on the beach. I need to be by myself so I can clearly think.

I'll talk to you later. I love you"

 I felt kind of upset  that he did not wake  me up and asked  me to join him at the beach so we could talk and he could tell me what the hell was going wrong  with Doc and the band . That meant he did not need me?He'd rather be left alone instead of sharing  his problems with me. I felt frustrated but  I did not blame him. Sometimes one needs to be left alone to think clearer.

That evening,Jon showed up very late.When night had fallen deep, we had some talk in the apartment balcony enjoying the ocean breeze. I was wrapped into  his arms and hugged him so tight.

"Hey, I missed you. why did you do that to me?" I whispered with my face buried in his soft  hair.

"Me too baby.I'm sorry" - he apologized. He sounded and smelled drunk. He breath smelled like alcohol .

"Ewww,you smell like drunk "

"Sorry, I'd been drinking" and smiled.

"Are you fucking  crazy! And did you step  on the bike? What if you had an accident? "I said, almost  yelling .I gave him the stink eye

"Shhh" He put his index finger on my mouth to shut me up - "It's okay, baby.chill out!".

"Come with me , let's go to sleep," I said.

It was too early to go to bed , but he was very drunk so he needed a good rest.

I took his hand and led him into our  bedroom.

"Honey I'm not drunk. I'd just been drinking  but I'm not drunk " he said chuckling and rolling on the bed  and kept repeating himself over and over again.He looked totally wasted and falling down if I did hold his hand.

"So you're not drunk, huh?" I joked and making my moves to flirt with him  - "Because I was going to take you to the shower and give you a bath ."

He opened his  blue eyes so  wide and then smiled mischievously.Of course, I would step in that shower with him and fuck him in a second.

"Hell yeah , I'm drunk"  he said laughing - "I'm fucking  drunk.Don't be mad at me.Don't spank me" he said pointing his finger on my face.

" Yes, I will.Cause you you are a liar. You said you were NOT drunk.Look at you,you crazy fucker " I  confronted  him .

"I liked that baby. Give me the spank!"

-"Shut up ,let's fuck and  take a bath together, love '' I told him laughing.

I took him  to the bathroom grabbing his hand , we stepped in the shower .I undressed  him slowly kissing every inch of his  body , scratching his back and squeezing his butt. He chuckled  and started  removing my clothes too.

 "I just  thought you were going to push my ass in the shower and leave ..." he said  raising his eyebrows and smiled  with a naughty expression.

" No way, You're too drunk," I said flirting.And you turn me on even more when you are drunk".

"So come on board,baby," she said grabbing my arm and pulling me close to his wet  hairy chest.

We had a hot steamy  shower together loaded with passionate kisses and love making .Sex was hard and mind blowing as ever ,but much more intense when he was drunk.

"We should rent a house here in La La land babe,so we can stay longer," said Jon kissing the top of my head  once we were cuddling and  tucked in bed after the shower. He kept kissing my  lips over and over again.

"Really?" I said .I was thrilled with the idea of renting a house in LA.

"Sure!  Orange County? Hollywood? "he asked.

"I like it in  Hollywood Hills" I suggested.

"Yeah, me too," he said. We  both fell asleep while kissing and holding each other.