On The Road_(3)
ON THE ROAD This story is based on true experiences I have had as a musician. In this story I am a boy. I was back in my hotel room after the show. I had just had a bath and I was sitting on the bed with just a towel round my waist, drying my long dark hair. Suddenly there was a knock on my door. I went to see who it was and to my surprise it was Jamie, the guitar player from the support group. “I’ve got some uppers,” he said, “do you want some?” “Sure,” I replied, feeling excited. He came in and we both sat on the bed and took the stuff. Jamie was nice looking, about nineteen, with long blonde wavy hair and a sort of feminine face, big blue …