Lady in Red Pt. 02 Ch. 04

As the searchers left the forest and entered the picnic area of the park, they were delighted to find drinks, snacks, burgers, hot dogs, and sausage sandwiches ready for them. Within half an hour, the entire front area of the park was filled with people enjoying the food and drink, as well as the camaraderie.

An hour after the children were found, Jordan stepped onto the flatbed and turned on the microphone. Speakers had been placed all over the front of the park.

"Hello, heroes!" yelled Jordan as she caught everyone's attention. "You guys are the best. I'm so proud of you; I don't know how to express it. You responded when those two kids needed you. You walked and crawled through thickets, briars, weeds, ferns, swampy areas, and put up with snakes and insects, all because you care about others. I thank you for that.

"To show how much we at Lady in Red Productions appreciate all that you have done, we will keep the food and drinks coming as long as anyone wants something. To top it off, Gwen Anderson, Steve Hammer, The Rising Tide Band, and I will be performing right here, on this trailer, free of charge from eight o'clock until we're either told to stop, or we get too tired to go on. Tell your friends and family to get to the park by eight. Bring lawn chairs, blankets, and you're dancing shoes. We're also arranging for a half hour fireworks display at ten that will knock your socks off. Happy birthday, America!"

Jordan paused to allow the crowd to quiet back down. "One last thing. I'd like Merle Benson to come up to the trailer right now. He's the man that actually found the kids sleeping under a blown over tree. I heard that he almost stepped on them before he saw them. That indicates to me that if we hadn't had so many people looking and working so close together, those kids might have been missed. Every last one of you was crucial in finding those kids. You should all feel great about that."

As Jordan spoke, a slim man in his forties, with a pony tail and a slight limp, clumped up on stage. He wore a Harley shirt and jeans. He was obviously embarrassed when Jordan embraced him with a hearty hug.

"This is Merle Benson! He's the man that actually discovered the two children," announced Jordan as the crowd cheered and clapped for over a minute. "That's right! He's the man of the hour! I'd like to direct everyone's attention to the truck to my right."

The back door on a large box truck with Harley decals suddenly opened. Two men pulled a ramp out of the truck and then a third man wearing Harley colors slowly drove a brand new bike off the truck.

As those nearby admired the bike, Jordan continued, "That's a brand new 1200 Custom Harley and it's now Merle's bike! He rode here today with a friend because his bike was having issues. There'll be no problems with this bike! It's yours, Merle. All expenses for tags, title, a year's insurance, as well as any tax consequences will be fully covered by Lady in Red Productions. Enjoy your sweet new ride!"

As the crowd once again erupted into loud cheers and whistles, Merle was overcome with emotion. He wiped his eyes even as he gave the crowd a huge grin. Jordan hugged him again and then led the man down the steps and over to his new Harley. Several reporters met Merle at the bike and peppered him with questions. He had somewhat regained his poise by this time and gave polite, surprisingly articulate responses to the questions. He greatly enjoyed his fifteen minutes of fame.

More people began streaming into the park. Chairs and blankets covered every opened piece of grass and dirt at that section of the park by eight o'clock. Then Jordan led the band, Charlie, Gwen, and Steve onto the makeshift stage. The instruments were waiting and the sound system checked. Everything was ready.

Gwen had suggested that Jordan do the opening number since the entire event stemmed from her idea, but Jordan would have none of it. Once again they started off with 'We Will Rock You' and 'We Are the Champions'. Now that they had a successful movie with a great sound track, the trio had a lot of popular new material to perform. They mixed their recent hits in with the songs they usually performed.

Just before the ten o'clock intermission for the fireworks, Jordan stepped front and center. She dedicated her next song to everyone that helped in the successful search for the two children. Then she performed 'Stand By Me' for the first time in front of an audience. There was a full moon overhead on a cloudless night, and it added to the magic of the moment. Her amazing vocal range and the emotion she put into the song was not lost on those listening.

As she ended the song, everyone applauded and yelled their approval. Steve, Gwen, Charlie, and the band all clapped along with the audience. Gwen had tears trickling down her cheeks as she rushed over and hugged her friend.

"I think we found your next single!" whispered Gwen as she held her friend tightly. "That was so powerful, and so right for the situation. You're amazing!"

The fireworks were set off a short time later. It was an expensive and extremely patriotic display and all of those watching simply loved it. When it came time for the music to start up again, Jordan introduced a tall middle-aged man with a grey beard and longish hair to the crowd.

"This is Larry Carson and he has a couple of announcements he'd like to share with you before we start playing again. Please give him the courtesy of your attention."

"What I've got to say won't take long," promised the tall man. "A few years ago, a few of us veterans started raising money to help other vets that were having problems finding jobs and places to live. As time went on, we finally raised enough to buy a little old motel just outside of the state capital. We fixed it up and have rooms for a dozen vets down on their luck.

"I asked Ms. Jordan Quick if she and her friends could stop on the way through on their bikes tomorrow to help at our annual July 4th fund raiser. We sell donated clothes, tools, and household items and make a few hundred dollars. I thought if they took the time to stop in, we'd have a bigger crowd and maybe make a couple hundred more," continued the man, but with some obvious emotion.

"That's when she called Steve Hammer and Gwen Anderson over and made me repeat my story. The three of them talked it over for a few minutes and here's what they came up with. Forgive me if I have trouble getting through this," croaked the man as he wiped his eyes with the back of his left hand.

"They told me that they wanted to do a benefit concert for our group tomorrow night. They made some calls and received permission to use the university's football stadium! The concert will be free to everyone, but we'll have volunteers accepting money donations, as well as drop-off bins at the entrances for donations of food and items we can sell at our future fund raisers!"

By this time, the crowd was again cheering loudly and frantically waving small American flags. Larry waited for the volume to drop before he spoke again. That also allowed him time to collect himself.

"On top of that, these incredible people, and proud citizens, have pledged, through 'The Lady in Red Productions', one million dollars to the fund!" shouted Larry as the crowd went wild. As the cheers continued, Larry hugged Jordan and then Gwen. When he came to Steve, he put his hand out, but Steve grabbed him in a manly embrace. Charlie did much the same while the rest of the band was satisfied to simply shake hands.

With tears trickling from his eyes, the big burly man climbed off the stage. "Now, can we have Merle come forward?" asked Gwen. "Does anyone see Merle? We have a song especially for him!"

There was a ripple in the crowd and soon Merle was guided to the front of the make-shift stage. "This song is for Merle, as well as bikers everywhere," yelled Gwen to the crowd as she adjusted the microphone she was wearing.

Suddenly the band began playing hard and fast as Gwen stepped to the front. Steve came up and stood next to her as he played the opening of 'Born to be Wild' as Gwen delivered the lyrics. Steve wore a tight tee shirt that accentuated his chest and arm strength while Gwen wore tight red leather pants and a low cut top. The audience loved the music, as well as the visual of seeing two of the world's sexiest people perform so passionately for their pleasure.

As the applause for the song ended, the drummer began a steady beat. He was soon joined by Charlie and Steve with their guitars. Even before Gwen began strutting around the stage and singing, the fans recognized Joan Jett's 'I Hate Myself for Loving You'. Then Gwen and the band really got into the song, with Jordan helping on the vocals. The performers were perspiring freely by the end of the number. The cheering, yelling, and applause carried on for several minutes after the song had ended.

Later that night, after finally convincing the audience that were truly finished playing for the night, the group of friends sat at a picnic table enjoying some burgers and soft drinks.

"I didn't know you guys could do that rock and roll stuff so well," commented Naomi. "I thought you were more of a western and soft pop sort of group, but some of those songs were pure rock. It showed the musical range of the band members, too. Your drummer was great, but when Charlie and Steve got warmed up with their guitars, it was unbelievable."

"My roots, and most of my success is in country music, but I really have fun with those rock songs. I think one of the reasons people want to see and hear us play is our variety, as well as our talent. Gwen was amazing on that 'Hate Myself' song. Her legs looked a mile long and her boobs looked like they wanted to burst from her top any second," chuckled Jordan. "Guys were drooling all over the place."

"I guess that leather halter top you were wearing didn't affect the males in the audience much?" asked Charlotte. "Did you hear the ladies in the crowd moan and groan when Steve and Charlie walked up front while jamming their guitars and flexing their biceps. I never realized how buff Charlie was before tonight."

"He's been working out pretty hard. He looks great, doesn't he?" beamed Jordan as she clutched Charlie's arm to her chest. "You don't see many musicians look as rugged as Charlie and Steve."

"I was getting self conscious standing on stage next to Steve," admitted Charlie. "I decided that I couldn't convince Steve to go fat and flabby, so I had to tone up. The results of long hours in the gym are beginning to show."

"One of the local vendors today invited us to stay at his log cabin," revealed Lisa. "He said we'd be welcome to use it. His wife died a year ago and his kids are all grown and gone. He gave me his number and said if we want to use it, just call him. He has a keyless entry and will text the combination to us. He was really impressed with you guys doing so much to help those kids. He knew who we all were and he was really nice."

"I can't imagine any male not being nice to you," laughed Jason. "What do you guys think? Want to camp out in sleeping bags, or sleep on real beds? Us Rangers laugh at hardship, but you civilians and Navy boys may prefer the creature comforts."

"You tell us," replied Lisa quickly. "Do you want to sleep in a big old bed with me, or stay here alone, sleep on the ground, and show the world how tough you are?"

"It would be showing the world how damn dumb I am, if I took option two," conceded Jason. "Let's find that log cabin!"

The group was close to awe struck when they pulled their bikes up the drive of the cabin a little after midnight. "This is a cabin?" questioned Billy. "It looks like it's a hotel! It must be over four thousand square feet."

The friends used the code the owner had given them to open the door and turn off the alarm system. When Lisa called him to say they'd love to use his cabin, he had used his phone to turn on the water heaters, the hot tub, the lights, and lower the room temperature. The friends wandered through the structure in amazement. There were six bedrooms and each had its own bathroom.

"Any of these rooms will work for Steve and me. Right now, I'm going to drag his tired butt out to that huge hot tub overlooking the valley. You can even see the park from here. This place is incredible. Come on, Steve. Let's get naked!" urged Gwen.

"What about the rest of us?" asked Lisa a bit petulantly. "We'd like to use the tub, too."

"It's plenty big enough for all of us. Anyone with the nerve can certainly join us. Whiners and chickens can go to bed," responded Gwen over her shoulder as she pulled Steve toward the big hot tub.

Gwen had only taken a couple steps when Jordan and Charlie raced past her. Jordan was giggling as she pulled Charlie along. "It looks like we'll be first and..."

Before Jordan finished her sentence, Lisa and Jason sprinted around her. As soon as they reached the tub, Lisa began peeling her clothes off. "The first ones in get to watch the rest undress!" laughed Lisa as she tossed her underwear on a nearby bench and climbed into the tub. Jason was almost as quick. He and Lisa were sitting by the time Jordan, Gwen, Charlie and Steve reached the tub.

Gwen looked at Steve, shrugged, and she pulled her top over her head. When she dropped her bra on the bench, a loud groan sounded from the doorway. Everyone's attention swung to Billy standing wide-eyed and open-mouthed next to Charlotte.

"It's not anything you haven't seen before, just more of it," pointed out Charlotte. Now quit leering and get your clothes off. Try to act cool."

Steve laughed at Charlotte's remark as he dropped his boxers next to Gwen's bra and turned for the tub. He bumped into Jordan before he realized she, too, was trying to scamper into the tub. It caused her to trip and fall just shy of the tub.

"I'm so sorry!" blurted Steve as he bent and lifted Jordan from the floor. As he stood Jordan back on her feet, Lisa and Jason both let out whistles.

"Sis, you're a lucky girl!" observed Lisa with a big smile.

"I'd have to say that Charlie's the one with the luck," quipped Jason as he admired Jordan's nude body.

"I think she's okay. You can let go of her now," laughed Gwen as she lightly tapped the hand that still held Jordan's arm. "You act like you've never seen her naked before. I have to admit it. Jordan, you're stunning."

"Coming from an Amazon standing there in all her glory, I'll take that as a real compliment. We've been friends for a long time and I never saw you naked before, except on the movie set. I feel like a little girl next to you," admitted Jordan.

"Then maybe you should stop shaving down there," laughed Steve just before he ducked to avoid Jordan's fist. "Come on, Gwen. Let's get in the tub so we can embarrass Charlotte and Billy when they strip. Are Naomi and Jared coming?"

Lisa, Jason, Jordan, and Charlie smiled broadly as Steve helped Gwen into the tub. They quickly sat down and turned to look for Billy and Charlotte. Charlotte was grinning as she carried a pile of towels in her arms. She carefully placed them on a bench. As she stood up, it immediately became obvious that she was already naked.

She slowly circled the tub, wearing nothing but a silly grin. "The last year has been very good to you, Charlotte," observed Steve as he watched her prance around the tub. "You've gained weight in all the right places."

"So you noticed? I've got a ways to go to catch the rest of the ladies here, but I'm feeling pretty good. I'm a solid B cup finally, and who knows how big these babies will get?" laughed Charlotte as she shook her breasts with her hands before stepping into the tub and dropping down on Steve's lap.

"I've wanted you to notice me ever since we met. Now I'm naked on your lap with two other naked men watching me. Look at their eyes and their smiles. I think they like what they see, don't you?" asked Charlotte before giving Steve's cock a quick squeeze and dropping into the tub just beyond Gwen.

Charlotte no sooner took a seat than Billy splashed his way into the tub and sat next to Charlotte. "Hey! That wasn't fair," complained Gwen. "We never saw you before you got into the tub. You used Charlotte to distract us so you could sneak in!"

"There aren't any rules that I know of. Now I'm sitting in a hot tub with two Anderson sisters, Jordan Quick, and my girlfriend, and they're all naked. If only these homely guys would take a hike, my fantasy would be complete."

"Where are Naomi and Jared?" asked Gwen as she looked back toward the other room before cupping her hands and calling loudly, "Naomi!"

Naomi tentatively walked into sight. She had a large towel wrapped around her torso. "I don't know guys. Jared and I aren't lovers and I don't want to get involved in anything I'd regret later. If you're going to have an orgy, I won't be party to it."

"You know us better than that. We'd scratch either other's eyes out if one of the other girls tried to have sex with our boyfriend. We will not be having sex, especially not with anyone not our significant other," asserted Gwen. "Those of us here share a special bond, and a special trust.

"Billy saved Steve's life and he's Steve's friend, Charlotte is my roommate, as well as a very good friend. Jason saved Steve's life and his girlfriend is my sister. Jordan is pretty much my sister now and Charlie is a very good friend. Then there's that shy guy behind you," stated Gwen as she stood and stepped from the tub.

All eyes were on Gwen as she walked up to Jared, who stood with a towel wrapped around his waist. Jared's broad chest and ripped abs were on display and were impressive. At six and a half feet and two hundred sixty five pounds, he was in great condition. Playing defensive end for a major school required that he be big, strong, and fast.

Gwen's naked white body glistened from the water that still dripped from her every curve as she stopped in front of him. "Please turn around, Jared."

Slowly, Jared turned his back to Gwen. She reached out and tenderly ran her fingers over his back. "Here! And here!" exclaimed Gwen as she put her fingers over the scars made by the two bullets Jared had taken for her. "This wonderful man shielded me from a killer's bullets. He came very close to dying. I'm here because of his courage, quick thinking, and sacrifice. He's Steve's brother now, as well as mine. We love him and we'll do anything we can to help him, if he ever needs it.

"Come with me," insisted Gwen as she led Jared to the tub. As they approached it, Gwen deftly tugged Jared's towel off and tossed it to the side.

"Naomi, you may want to rethink your position," chided Charlotte. "This guy is proportional, if you get my drift. It looks like he really, really likes Gwen. You may want to get naked to keep this guy on the narrow. He's already on the straight!"

"This is exactly what I didn't want to do," admitted Naomi. "Now everyone's watching. If I get in now, you'll all see me naked. Maybe Steve will come over and help me, like Gwen just did for Jared?"

"Now there's an invitation no straight male could turn down!" exclaimed Billy. "Unless of course, Steve's suddenly shy. He's suddenly straight, too! He's not in any condition to be walking around. If he stands up, he could take someone's eye out!"

"Steve, you need to be a gentleman and help Naomi," insisted Gwen as she made an obvious gesture to reach under the water to Steve's lap. "My goodness! What has you so worked up? Was it watching me bring Jared over to the hot tub, or thinking about helping Naomi? Or was it Charlotte, or Picking Jordan off the floor, or seeing Lisa climb into the tub?"

"Never mind what caused it," replied Steve with some embarrassment. "I can't get up and help her right now. That's for sure."