A half hour had passed, Bron got
up and started to walk to the front of the bus. “Bronwyn?”
she heard Mary say.
“I’m hungry Mare,” she answered her.
She walked down the aisle and to the galley. She
turned back and saw both Mary and A.J. looking at
her sternly. Assholes she thought. She stood next
to Kevin’s bunk and could hear him breathing. She
could tell he was sleeping but not deeply.
She made herself a sandwich and grabbed
a can of pop. She walked back and sat back down on
“Whatcha got?” Nick asked her.
“P.B.J.,” she replied.
“Smells good,” he grinned at her.
Bron shook her head. “Want one?”
“Yes please.” He replied.
Bron padded back down the aisle to
make Nick a sandwich. When she came back, Nick had
lost his spot in the video game to Howie. Bron handed
him the sandwich and they ate in silence watching
the guys play. Nick took his spot back in the game
after he had finished his sandwich.
“Mare,” Bron spoke looking at her.
“What?” she answered as she dozed
on A.J.’s shoulder.
“Don’t you think you’ve punished
Kevin enough? I would really like to know why you
are doing this anyway?” She questioned her with a
serious tone in her voice.
Nick’s mouth dropped, Brian and Howie
looked at Bron. A.J. just smiled as always.
“No, not yet,” she answered very
amused with herself.
The guys were astounded. Looking
at them, Bron was puzzled; then she figured it out.
“Tell me you didn’t believe that
bull shit story she fed you?” Bron asked them. All
the guys glanced back and forth between the two women.
Bron looked at Brian, knowing something
of his medical history. “You’re kidding, you too,
of all people. Aw this is too good Mare; you just
suckered the Backstreet Boys,” she exclaimed gleefully.
She grinned, “Guys since when does
a head injury have anything to do with sex?” She
studied them as it dawned on them. Bron turned to
A.J. quickly, “Don’t even say it?” A.J. snickered
at her. Knowing A.J. ‘head’ would have been the operative
Bron glared at Mary, “Come on enough
is enough. After today, he’ll probably mail me back
to Mc in little pieces. Besides, you haven’t even
told me why. Whatever it is it had better be good.
If he finds out, you’re the one in trouble sister,
not me.” She grinned.
“No he needs to learn to control
his temper around you,” Mary smirked at her.
“Oh, I see. I don’t think that will
be happening anytime soon,” Bron giggled.
Brian interjected, “He wasn’t raised
that way, he knows better.”
“Besides you’re punishing me too
and I have had enough,” Bron stated.
“Tough Love honey, you’re the tease
not me,” Mary giggled.
“When?” Bron huffed at her.
“Mmmm, I was thinking Chicago,” Mary
answered her, knowing that wouldn’t fly with Bron
“Bullshit!” Bron murmured. Jumping
off of the couch she headed for the bunk. She was
stopped dead in her tracks as something latched onto
her leg. Bron looked down at her leg and Nick was
holding on for dear life.
“Might as well join the game or we
will put you out of it,” he said from the floor, still
holding onto her leg.
Bron looked at him baffled, “Huh?”
“I like this game. We’re not used
to seeing Train so torn up. He has been doing it
to us and especially me for years. It’s time for
his payback. Remember the green underwear thing.”
Nick beamed up at her.
“Fine, I’ll play but we’re playing
my game, my rules. Number one you squeal on me my
keyboard gets even. Two if I get caught you’d better
save my ass,” she warned them. Bron scanned the room
and noticed that the fellas were all for it, but Howie
was hesitating. Bron looked at Howie. “The musketeers
or nothing,” she said flatly. The other three looked
at Howie, he smiled, and nodded yes.
Bron stood there thinking a minute.
She looked down at Nick hanging off her leg, “Enjoying
yourself Little Man?” He eagerly nodded a yes to
her. Bron studied Nick and a slow smile crept across
Mary saw it and knew Bron had come
up with something to torment Kevin even more. This
was for the guys so she knew it would be good.
“Howie, go find out from Keith how
long we have till we get to Chicago,” Bron told him.
Bron’s eyes were twinkling when she looked down at
Nick. “You can let go now,” she informed him.
“I don’t want to,” he giggled.
“Nick let go of me,” she commanded.
Howie came back. “An hour and a
half,” he announced.
“Perfect,” she grinned. Calling
Brian over, she whispered in his ear for a couple
of minutes. Nick couldn’t even hear her she was talking
so low. Brian nodded and grinned as he rubbed his
hand together in excitement. “Yes!” he exclaimed.
Brian glanced down at Nick, “Let
go of her. If he comes out of that bunk and sees
that there will be one less Backstreet Boy.”
Nick grabbed on tighter to her leg
and moved his hands up to her thigh. “Nick let go,
she belongs to him and you know it,” Brian warned
Brian received a slap in head from
Bron. “I don’t belong to anybody,” she hissed at
“Sorry, Geez,” Brian looked at her.
Bron shot Nick a look and he let
go of her. She looked at Brian, “Ya ready?” Brian
“Well I’m gonna go lay down guys,”
she winked at the group.
Bron went to the bunk below Kevin’s.
She turned on her stomach and pulled the curtain back.
She positioned herself so she could see the group
in back through the slit in the curtain. Thank God
Carlos is sleeping she thought. This would never
fly if he were awake.
The anticipation was building as
she watched them and they watched her. Brian was
the only one who knew and it was killing the rest
of them. Brian didn’t know it all, she thought to
herself. Minutes passed and she stretched her arm
out into the aisle and gave a thumbs up.
Brian bolted to the galley and started
banging and rattling things around.
Bron heard Kevin jostle around above
her and his curtain open. Yep he was awake now. She
heard the curtain close. Brian walked by her and
tapped her shoulder lightly. Bron waited five more
minutes. The guys started getting restless. They
kept asking Brian but he would just shake his head
Well time to begin. Bron folder
her arms under her chin and focuses on the guys.
Bron let a loud moan and a sigh. Howie grabbed his
stomach and Nick had the biggest shit-eating grin
on his face.
Bron smiled at them. “Oh honey,”
she moaned. “Oh please Kevin, please.” She added
a deep lustful groan for effect.
Howie grabbed his sweatshirt to cover
his mouth. His eyes were already tearing. Nick was
holding both hands over his mouth. A.J. and Mary
sat, totally unaffected. Brian was giggling like
a loon into his hands. Kevin was shifting around
in the bunk above her. Yep he heard it, she thought.
“Oh Kev you are so good, Mmmm,” she
moaned again. “Oh please baby. Kev can you do that?
Oh, I guess you can. That feels so good, please baby
more.” A moan came out of her that dropped Nick to
Nick was on the floor covering his
face with a pillow, laughing hysterically. Bron thought
Howie’s down, now Nick, three more to go. Brian’s
face was blood red with tears running down it. Mary
and A.J. sat there smirking back at her. She heard
Kevin shift and mumble something. He was listening
she thought. Bron pointed up to Kevin’s bunk and
winked at the guys. That nearly killed Nick.
“Oh baby please harder, Oh Kevin
please! I can’t hold on. Please don’t make me beg.”
She spoke, her breath catching as if she was really
begging him. Bron thought a minute, this is to tame
for them this isn’t going to work. She grinned at
the guys, but this will, “OH Kev please lick me, suck
“Holy shit!” Brian exclaimed, as
he hit the floor like a ton of bricks fighting Nick
for the pillow.
Bron grinned, so much for Choirboy.
She heard Kevin exclaim loudly above her, “What the!”
Bron pointed to A.J. and Mary and they shook their
heads no. Bron shook yes back at them. The rest
of the guys were rolling on the bus floor, but hadn’t
laughed out loud yet.
“Oh Kevin sweetie let me help you
with that zipper.” She spoke out loud. A.J. and
Mary stared to giggle. She heard Kevin say, “No please
no.” The guys saw his curtain move but Bron didn’t.
Bron locked her eyes on A.J. knowing
her timing was critical. “Oh Kev you are so big.
Honey are all the boys as big as you?” Bron dropped
her head to her arms and laughter rang through the
Gently some was shaking her shoulder
and she heard Kevin’s voice. “Bron wake up. Bron
dammit wake up,” he was shouting at her.
She rolled over quickly. “What the
hell are you doing to me?” she yelled at him. She
saw he was furious with her and leaning out from his
bunk. Good thing he thinks I was sleeping, man that
“Bron, you were having a dream,”
he looked at her still pissed.
“No shit and it was a good one,”
as she kicked the bottom of his bunk for emphasis.
She shoved him out of her bunk and pulled the curtain
Kevin glanced at the guys they were
still laughing. Man, they will never let me forget
this he thought, as he swung back up into his bunk
and yanked the curtain.
Kevin thought about what she had
said in her dream. That’s not her he said to himself
as his anger began to flare. That’s the other Bron,
the internet one. He heard her snickering quietly
below him. Dammit she did do that on purpose, dream
my ass. She had just put him through one of the roughest
days of his life. He thought he had lost her forever.
Now she has teased him once miserably and then embarrassed
him. Paybacks are bitch sweetheart he smiled to himself,
listening to her giggle below him.
Kevin raised his curtain instead
of sliding it open and placed it behind his back.
He swung his legs out of the bunk, knowing that Bron
wouldn’t be able to see him. Kevin put his finger
to his mouth as to tell the fellas to be quite. They
knew by his actions that he had figured it out.
Bron was in for some real trouble
now. Nick started to say something and Mary cleared
her throat and shook her head no. Nick shrugged his
shoulders as to say oh well.
Bron’s arm came out of her bunk and
she gave a thumbs up to the crowd. Kevin grabbed
her arm with both hands and jumped down from his bunk.
“Bron baby we have to talk!” He said in an enraged
“OH, NO!” she screamed as he shoved
himself into her bunk.
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