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A young girl joins a band and go through the ups and down over a decade long career in rock music.
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Debra May was held back from life by her overbearing religious mother until she heard the soft melody of 'Stairway to Heaven'. The...
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Debra
1974
The guys all woke up, still half asleep after a jam session turned into an all-nighter. I woke them up early the next morning when I came back home from work. They stared at the little matchbox and then back at me.
"What the hell is a CBGB?" Harry asked me as I took off my work shoes and sat down on my makeshift bed on the floor.
"It's a club, we have a gig next Friday- I believe the words you're thinking of are 'gee thanks Deb'."
Harry looked at me as I rubbed my back and then looked down at the source of my back pain.
The guys seemed happy until they realized what time it was. Greg had to leave back home, and the guys all had work. The apartment became empty as I grabbed my stuff to go take a shower.
I was extremely tired after working a twelve-hour shift but I couldn't leave when the new waitress never showed up. It didn't help that I slept on the floor.
I took a shower stepping out of the bathroom in a short nightdress and my robe. Harry stood in the kitchen cleaning something and noticed how I struggled to lay down on the floor. The couch was even more uncomfortable so I didn't even try to sleep there.
"You alright?" He asked in a low voice as he walked over setting down a glass of water for me. "You hungry?" I shook my head.
"No, I had breakfast." He nodded slowly. "My back hurts, that's all."
He sighed sitting down beside me and gently massaging my back. "Deb, come lay in bed with me." I shook my head. "Hey, the shit I said before, I didn't mean, I know you weren't doing that. I just- come on, my bed is more comfortable than this shit." I sighed slowly giving in and nodding.
He picked me up bridal style and carried me into his room and sat me down on the bed. It smelled clean and fresh.
"Did you do laundry?" He scratched the back of his head and nodded.
"Yeah." I smiled and licked my lips at how sexy he was when he was shirtless. The familiar tingling between my legs made me think this was a bad idea.
I sat up and pulled off my nightdress and was left in a pair of underwear and a bralette. Harry seemed confused until I laid flat on my stomach. "Can you massage my back?" He nodded grabbing some of my lotion, putting some on his hands.
He started out on top and began working his way down. I began to become more tired, eventually falling asleep.
Harry stopped after a bit as my eyes closed. He sighed quietly before I felt a blanket over my back and a gentle kiss on my head. He laid beside me in the darkroom, going back to sleep himself. I turned my head to look at him before crawling over and resting one arm on him to cuddle with him.
