back when I was married we had two gigs on the weekend down in Key Largo, about an hour and a half from the house. I'm not the front guy who always got his share and ours so I was amused that a beautiful Hawaiian girl kept smiling at me all night. She finally came up to me when we were finished, wrapped her arms around my neck, and said I was going home with her. I thought of the wife and teenage girls at home, thanked the girl with her arms around my neck, told her it wasn't going to happen, and loaded the gear in the van with a smile. The band was staying at a friend's house that night so the next morning when I woke up I went to the kitchen to get some orange juice. As I walked by one of the bedrooms our lead singer was in bed with the Hawaiian girl on one side and a blonde on the other. SOB! I took a pic with my cell phone camera and shuffled off to get my OJ. Last week the lead singer's girlfriend who was his girlfriend at the time asked me about that night years ago because the blonde had ratted on him. With a straight face I told her nothing happened and it was a non story, no pic taken, it never happened. Oh, I forgot to mention that the blonde was his girlfriend's mother. That's a lead singer for you.