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whatabuzzPopped my elevator sex cherry last night. Playing Johnny Castle with your boyfriend in the front row definitely has its perks...
"We've got to hold on to what we've got."
Nov. 27th, 2016 11:18 pmifeeltheloveWho: Cassidy Cohen and Justin Campbell
What: Fucking Australia, bitches!
Where: World Famous Fish & Chips @ Watson's Bay
When: Early dinner, Sunday
Cassidy couldn't believe she was in freaking AUSTRALIA. She was so excited and astounded that it worked a treat taking her mind off her body issues. When Justin's grandparents picked her up at the airport that morning, she had fallen in love with them in a heartbeat. They were so cheery and friendly, making her feel so welcome. They explained that Justin hadn't slept well last night, so he was still in bed when her flight had landed in the early hours of the morning. Of course she told them she would never have wanted him to be woken anyway.
Without a doubt, though, the best part was when they were walking back to their car at the airport with Justin's granddad pushing the luggage trolley ahead that Nana Campbell gave Cassidy a soft hug and whispered in her ear that Justin had told them all about her, and she had nothing to worry about with anything. She was beautiful and she could consider herself an honorary granddaughter from now on. All Cassidy could do was grin. Somehow, she knew that Justin probably knew exactly what he was doing inviting her into what he had termed his safe peaceful place. She had been too pumped to even be jetlagged.
Justin had woken up nearer to lunch time, but he didn't really surface for a little while after that. Cassidy helped Nana Campbell make fruit salad and fairy bread in the kitchen. Cassidy had no idea what fairy bread even was, but apparently it was a right of passage for all Aussie kids, and they wanted to give her a worthy welcome. As simple as the dish was, it was brilliant. Even though she hadn't been able to give Justin a hug when he ventured downstairs - slowly - and came out the back, she had taken his hand and given him a pinkie-tug in lieu of a hello hug. She expected him to look just how he did... although considering the fact he had nearly drowned to death, literally died for a few minutes, and was brought back to life, she was relieved to see he was mostly in one piece.
Now it was late afternoon, and Justin's family all decided to drive to a place called Watson's Bay on Sydney Harbour, that apparently boasted World Famous Fish and Chips from a place called Doyle's. It was internationally renowned. Cassidy couldn't care if they sat down and ate Vegemite out of a jar... she was at SYDNEY HARBOUR. And it was beautiful. She mostly just stood there with her mouth hanging open, taking in the beauty of the place. It felt like paradise. That was what she was doing when Justin was suddenly flanked by this bunch of fangirls that seemed to multiply like a disease. Apparently one of them was there for her seventeenth and was 'one of his biggest fans'. Justin didn't really have any warning with them jumping out at him, and Cassidy clocked that he seemed spooked for the first couple of moments, but recovered it quickly.
This was really the first time she had seen Justin out in public like this. Mostly, it was hanging out with him away from crowds, or seeing him performing. The way they spooked him could have gone horribly wrong, but no matter how he was feeling, Cassidy saw him automatically step up into his celebrity mask. The girl was a huge fan, so were all her friends. They wanted selfies, and then a bunch of them wanted him to sing Footloose. Jeezus, they weren't backward in coming forward. Instead Justin zeroed out the birthday girl and said it was her special day, what song would she pick. Nearby, Mark was looking like he was about to body roll in and snatch Justin out of their clutches, and Keely looked like she was considering getting Justin's body guard on speed dial.
No one intercepted, because Justin took control of the situation. The 'birthday girl' picked Livin' on a Prayer, and like a fucking trooper, Justin got up onto one of the benches of a nearby picnic table and gave the throng of squealing girls an impromptu part rendition of the Bon Jovi song. He probably made that girl's decade in the process too. But after that, Justin discreetly pointed out that he was with his family and they were going to have dinner, and wished them all a good night. With that, they gratefully left him to his privacy, and as they walked away, Cassidy heard one of them saying 'See, I told you he was probably really straight.' With them walking away, they didn't see the cynical scrunch of Justin's nose, which showed Cassidy that he had heard the comment too.
Justin's family decided to go eat in the restaurant, but Justin didn't want to deal with the crowds. Instead, Sam got him and Cassidy takeout fish and chips, and they went over to sit on the shore of the Bay together to eat them. "Straight, huh? I wonder what they would say if they knew I had a dick," she commented, though it was with an air of sarcastic humour. "How the fuck can you still sing Bon Jovi with broken ribs? You're too good to your fans."
What: Fucking Australia, bitches!
Where: World Famous Fish & Chips @ Watson's Bay
When: Early dinner, Sunday
Cassidy couldn't believe she was in freaking AUSTRALIA. She was so excited and astounded that it worked a treat taking her mind off her body issues. When Justin's grandparents picked her up at the airport that morning, she had fallen in love with them in a heartbeat. They were so cheery and friendly, making her feel so welcome. They explained that Justin hadn't slept well last night, so he was still in bed when her flight had landed in the early hours of the morning. Of course she told them she would never have wanted him to be woken anyway.
Without a doubt, though, the best part was when they were walking back to their car at the airport with Justin's granddad pushing the luggage trolley ahead that Nana Campbell gave Cassidy a soft hug and whispered in her ear that Justin had told them all about her, and she had nothing to worry about with anything. She was beautiful and she could consider herself an honorary granddaughter from now on. All Cassidy could do was grin. Somehow, she knew that Justin probably knew exactly what he was doing inviting her into what he had termed his safe peaceful place. She had been too pumped to even be jetlagged.
Justin had woken up nearer to lunch time, but he didn't really surface for a little while after that. Cassidy helped Nana Campbell make fruit salad and fairy bread in the kitchen. Cassidy had no idea what fairy bread even was, but apparently it was a right of passage for all Aussie kids, and they wanted to give her a worthy welcome. As simple as the dish was, it was brilliant. Even though she hadn't been able to give Justin a hug when he ventured downstairs - slowly - and came out the back, she had taken his hand and given him a pinkie-tug in lieu of a hello hug. She expected him to look just how he did... although considering the fact he had nearly drowned to death, literally died for a few minutes, and was brought back to life, she was relieved to see he was mostly in one piece.
Now it was late afternoon, and Justin's family all decided to drive to a place called Watson's Bay on Sydney Harbour, that apparently boasted World Famous Fish and Chips from a place called Doyle's. It was internationally renowned. Cassidy couldn't care if they sat down and ate Vegemite out of a jar... she was at SYDNEY HARBOUR. And it was beautiful. She mostly just stood there with her mouth hanging open, taking in the beauty of the place. It felt like paradise. That was what she was doing when Justin was suddenly flanked by this bunch of fangirls that seemed to multiply like a disease. Apparently one of them was there for her seventeenth and was 'one of his biggest fans'. Justin didn't really have any warning with them jumping out at him, and Cassidy clocked that he seemed spooked for the first couple of moments, but recovered it quickly.
This was really the first time she had seen Justin out in public like this. Mostly, it was hanging out with him away from crowds, or seeing him performing. The way they spooked him could have gone horribly wrong, but no matter how he was feeling, Cassidy saw him automatically step up into his celebrity mask. The girl was a huge fan, so were all her friends. They wanted selfies, and then a bunch of them wanted him to sing Footloose. Jeezus, they weren't backward in coming forward. Instead Justin zeroed out the birthday girl and said it was her special day, what song would she pick. Nearby, Mark was looking like he was about to body roll in and snatch Justin out of their clutches, and Keely looked like she was considering getting Justin's body guard on speed dial.
No one intercepted, because Justin took control of the situation. The 'birthday girl' picked Livin' on a Prayer, and like a fucking trooper, Justin got up onto one of the benches of a nearby picnic table and gave the throng of squealing girls an impromptu part rendition of the Bon Jovi song. He probably made that girl's decade in the process too. But after that, Justin discreetly pointed out that he was with his family and they were going to have dinner, and wished them all a good night. With that, they gratefully left him to his privacy, and as they walked away, Cassidy heard one of them saying 'See, I told you he was probably really straight.' With them walking away, they didn't see the cynical scrunch of Justin's nose, which showed Cassidy that he had heard the comment too.
Justin's family decided to go eat in the restaurant, but Justin didn't want to deal with the crowds. Instead, Sam got him and Cassidy takeout fish and chips, and they went over to sit on the shore of the Bay together to eat them. "Straight, huh? I wonder what they would say if they knew I had a dick," she commented, though it was with an air of sarcastic humour. "How the fuck can you still sing Bon Jovi with broken ribs? You're too good to your fans."
