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I sat on my couch with my feet propped up on the coffee table. My laptop is currently balanced on my thighs. Typing this, the story of my life while using my daily diary from those days to help me along the way. How I met my husband, how my life with my brother was, and touring with Mötley Crüe. I never had much luck with this kind of thing, trying to remember ancient history and trying to tell the world.

My brother and husband along with the other two members of the band wrote their side, leaving my careers out of it per my request. I wanted to be the one to tell the world what I did for a living in the, according to Nikki, worst fucking decade ever. The eighties weren't that bad for me. I mean, I met my husband in the eighties.

"Ma, what are you typing?"

"Nothing, Brayden. Just a story of how I met your daddy. You want to help me?"

He nodded and I set my laptop beside me and picked up the six year old boy and put him on my lap. I put my laptop on his legs and placed my chin on his shoulder.

"Ma, when do I come in?"

"At the Netflix premiere for your Daddy's band. You were five when the movie premiered. Remember that?"

He nodded excitedly. Then looked at the computer screen then back at me. "Mommy, why are you writing everything that's going on?"

"I don't know baby. Probably because I'm trying to get my thoughts together. Life was pretty crazy touring with your uncles and daddy. Not to mention in 1985 your brothers, Lucien and Gibbon, were born. Then two years later Daddy and I got publicly engaged and had Jayden."

I sighed sadly and looked at my necklace. An urn locket in the shape of a Gibbon guitar with half of my son, Gibbon Triumph Deal's ashes. My husband has a matching one. We also have a pendant with the shape of a guitar pick with the name 'Taylor J. Deal' etched in it with gold.

"Mommy, why don't you start with when Uncle Tommy and Aunt Kiri asked uncle Vinnie to join the band?"

A small happy smile slowly inches on my lips.

"See, baby. This is why I need your help. That is a wonderful idea. Be warned though, some of the things I'll write about daddy must never be told to him that you know. Okay?"

He nodded excitedly, causing his dark blonde curls to bounce extremely. It was cute seeing my son so happy. He had his Daddy's facial features, just like all his sons. He had my hair but with a hint of black, being the perfect combination of mine and my husband's hair.

All our daughters looked like Vince when he was younger. Catileena, Lynnette, and Jasmine all look like Vince's twin when he was younger, and I do mean a whole lot younger.

Only two of my kids have met their older siblings. Lucien and Jasmine, and their siblings do not like them. That or their mom doesn't like that her baby daddy has moved on and is happy and has a family that is happy.

We aren't the normal family. My husband is in his sixties. I'm only in my forties. We have eight kids all ranging from their twenties to our youngest who is six. Brayden and Lynnette have the biggest age gap in our family, at fifteen years. We've laid off our sex life because Brayden is all we need to complete our family.

We have three dogs and two cats. Brayden has two guinea pigs. Our dogs are named; Lucky, Negan and Teenager. Out cats are named; Misty and Witch Cat. Brayden named his guinea pigs Lady and Lovely.

"Mommy, you're stalling. You said it isn't fair or nice to anyone to stall."

"You're right, baby. I'm sorry. Damn you and my parenting."

We both laugh and I sigh before deciding it best to end this little random thing and start my life. I hope you all enjoy.

This is 'Too Fast For Love', only named that because no other Mötley song fit the kind of relationship me and my husband have. Not to mention this is all about my life with Mötley Crüe, not just Mick.

I hope you enjoy all the sex, drugs, excessive drinking and roller coasters of relationships.

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