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Chapter 1 - Sweet as Honey
I pulled into New Orleans at sunset looking to get away for a three day weekend and Bourbon Street had my name on it. I checked into the Royal Sonesta Hotel located in the heart of the French Quarter, got dressed then headed out for food, drink and party. Bourbon Street was just outside the main entrance. The people were flowing in for the same reason I was there for.
The balconies and patios that lined Bourbon Street were draped with beautiful fine women waving at the crowd with drinks in the hands and no bras. I couldn't wait to come back through for the "Boobs for Beads" show that New Orleans is famous for. What a night. It was starting to get hot already.
I stepped into a bar for a quick cocktail to kick my mood up a notch. With a beer and a shot in my hands I ventured back out onto the streets. Jazz, rock, blues, you name it, it was pouring out from bar to bar up and down the street. The crowds were building up for the weekend some were drunker than others already. I was ready to party and continued on looking for the right bar.
Just ahead I could hear this one bar cranking and jammin' with live music. As I walked up to it I could see a small line developing waiting to get in. I got in line and stepped in with the flow. The crowd inside was having a hell of good time. There were women with tight jeans, T-back thongs of all flavors peeping and hanging onto fine hips, tight T-Shirts, and perfume that could put a man in a trance.
I made my way to the bar rockin' to the beat of the band. What is this place? I looked around for the name. Above the main bar (there are three) is a neon lit sign "Court of Three Sisters". I perched myself on the bar and looked for a bartender. Up came this gorgeous blonde.
"What can I get ya' honey?" she asked. I pulled out my credit card.
"Double jack on the rocks, splash of coke, hold the lime please."
"Sure. I'll be right back."
I turned around to see what band was playing. On stage was an all girl band kickin' and rocking the place. Heads were bobbin to the beat as they played "Shut up and Drive" by Rhianna.
"Here ya' go hun. Anything else?" said the bartender.
"Nope, keep it open."
I turned back around and faced the dance floor. This beautiful jet black haired girl with a killer smile came up to me with a beer in her hand.
"Let's dance" she said smiling with a pointing index finger gesturing for me to follow her out to the dance floor. I put down my drink as she pulled me by the hand out to the front of the stage and started dancing. The music was pumpin' and I was in heaven. After the song was over we parted and waved to each.
"I'll be back for you again" she said walking away fading into the crowd
?"I'll be waiting". I said.
I went back to the bar and picked up my drink and took a long draw on it. The band stage was black with small amplifier lights peering out. A spot light came on and this tall long legged goddess was standing on stage at the microphone. She has long shoulder length curly drizzled dark brown hair, arched eyebrows, deep engaging eyes and a silky smile.
"How ya'll doin' out there tonight?" she asked the crowd. The crowd went nuts including me.
"Well let me talk to ya'll for minute" she started "You see my man quit me last week. Can you imagine that? That bastard just up and decided he didn't want me no more!"
The crowd booed for the dumb ass that dumped her. I didn't know what his problem was, but I sure as hell wouldn't let such a strong, talented and confident goddess like her out of my arms.
"But that's alright though" she continued "Momma told me that some men are like burnt cookies, you just scrap them off the pan and start a new batch baby."
This really made the crowd yell at the tops of their lungs, especially the women. She picked up her guitar and her band started playing a real bluesy song. She swayed as she started to sing. I sucked down the rest of my drink to the ice cubes and turned back to the bar to order another one.
"Here you go hun" said the same bartender that served me my first drink placing two in front of me.
"Wow... Two?" I said with a puzzled look on my face.
"Just one for now, thanks" I said. She pushed the other drink back next to mine.
"This is for Honey. She said to keep an eye on it for her."
Still looking puzzled, I thought to myself for a quick second 'who's Honey?' Oh, it must be the chick I was dancing with. The bartender pointed at the stage.
?"Up there, she's the lead singer and my sister. Enjoy". She said
The band had started playing "Purple Rain". I smiled, picked up my drink and turn to face the stage. She looked at me as she started to sing the song, smiled, and winked. Our eyes were fixed on each other as we sang the words together "Purple Rain, Purple Rain, I only want to see you under the purple rain."