"Uhm, so do we know if there's gonna be a long line for the bathroom when we get to the concert?" Brittney asks from over her Long Island Iced Tea.

I'm just rolling my eyes. Honestly, if the girls could just hurry up then they wouldn't have to ask these questions and would just find out. But wait, that's not fair. They're the ones that are going out with me all the way to Brooklyn. I should probably try and be patient.

"There's bathrooms, Brit," Carla says from next to me. "I use them all the time when I've drank too much during Chase's rodeos."

"Oh yeah, how is that cowboy of yours doing?" Brittney asks, brightening up. "Is he still riding you till the sun comes up?"

Now it's Carla that's rolling her eyes. "Hello, it's riding till the sun goes down, and they're usually talking about a horse," Carla says and takes a sip, looking around the table. "And yes, he is."

Brittney giggles and I can't help but put out a bit of a laugh.

There's a whole bunch of us that came together to form the 'Mistress Moaners' as we liked to call it back in the day.

Not everyone liked the name, but then again, not everyone always liked us. I think back and look at my friends, trying to remember how they all came together.

So, Alicia came to New York City after graduating from USC. She went to USC with Rory and the two of them grew up in Montcove. Rory is still in Montcove with that rockstar of hers.

Ashley and Alicia knew each other from the same sorority at USC and Ashley was already here and the two were roommates. Ashley ended up with Apollo the billionaire who bought her Blush Magazine.

Christine was roommates with Ashley after Alicia moved out when she was in graduate school before she started dating her professor.

Natalie lived down the hall and the three of them became good friends, until Ashley and Christine moved away. Thats when Carla moved in, and she was friends with Lisa from their days growing up in Long Island. They became friends with Christine and got brought into the whole circle of the Moaners.

I became friends with Carla after she moved out and was looking for roommates in Murray Hill.

Who else?

Right. Becca Whiting the Biker's Woman. She knew Lisa growing up in Long Island and she was roommates in college with Kim. Kim's the one dating her stepbrother now. and Lisa has some president of a motorcycle club as her man. Oh right, Lisa and Fiona are also sorority sisters who met each other in college and stayed in touch when Fiona moved to New York. Fiona is still dating Danny Manning - the quarterback for the New York Nailers. Apparently it's going pretty strong.

Alicia has the billionaire, Derek Lowell. Carla has her cowboy. Becca has her biker. Christine has her professor.

And now, I'm pretty sure that I can say I have my rockstar. Although Rory, when she passes through or goes to Myrtle Beach with us will always be like oh no, she found a rockstar first.

So I'm going to just go ahead and call him...

"Gisele baby," Ashley asks from the opposite end of the table. What time does your guitar hero of a man say we should get to Barclays?"

We're sitting at a corner table of PDT which stands for Please Don't Tell. That's right. We're in the speakeasy on the Lower East Side - the one that's attached to Criff Dogs.

I don't know who thought it was a good idea to stop for a drink in Manhattan before heading down to Brooklyn. I mean, it's not like Brooklyn doesn't have bars. We're going to Barclay's Arena so there's going to be like hundreds of bars. Besides, when you roll with this many girls, each dolled up and with their own tiaras (figuratively speaking) you need either a whole subway car or a motorcade of Ubers.

"Is he going to pull you up on stage and flash his cock?" Ashley asks with a laugh.

"No," I say, sticking out my tongue. "You're not going to see his cock come out."

"Because it's gonna be in your mouth?" Brittney asks, her face completely serious.

I burst out laughing. Brittney's sounding kind of drunk already. I don't know how she's going to hold it while we cross the East River.

It's been a solid month since Stone held me in his arms and told me he loved me. Told me that he no longer needed any pills or medication to stay off the drugs and alcohol as long as he had me.

I gotta admit though that hearing that was enough to send my head spinning so fast. One of the most powerful and iconic rock and roll legends of my time was so into me that he was able to love me and use it to not have to drown himself in opiates anymore. That's enough for any girl to feel all warm and fuzzy.

I mean, there's still a lot of things I need to work on him. For one, I want him to stop living in a hotel. The W is great and all. But paying 10,000 a month to live in a suite and not have a proper roof over your head is a bit strange - even for me.

Trust me, once I get him living like a normal human being - Ashley said that Apollo could help him find an apartment that's as cool as the W - then I have a laundry list of things that I need to do to make Stone better.

Not that he's not the best right now. He's the best man that I've ever thought could walk the planet. And honestly, even if I didn't get any of the things I want to change him with done, I'd be absolutely happy.

But there's a reason I have all this going through my head.

The first is because he's my lobster. So I can absolutely do these things to him.

The second?

If he didn't get exasperated at me, where would the fun be?

"Are we ready?" Brittney asks, standing on unsteady legs.

I get up. I know the comment about getting my guitar god exasperated sounds a bit bitchy. But I mean well.

The giant H3 stretch limo pulls up outside on Avenue B, as we walk out the entrance to PDT. Stone sent it for us and we all sort of stumble in.

"I hope you tell him thank you for the ride later on tonight," Carla says to me.

"Right, thank him with a powerful blowjob, babe," Lisa says with a chuckle. "Hoover his brain out his cock."

The girls giggle. We pop champagne as the car takes off and I think back to the things I want to do to change my rockstar.

Maybe they can wait, actually.

Lets just enjoy right now together.

While we're young. And happy.

The best is of course, yet to cum.

;)