The Story of Vicky and Rokkerr

[Batracer]

Ok, I'm really curious, how did the two of you meet with Rokker becoming a VNA member then meeting Vicky and beginning to date her so fast? Well, just talk a little about it, I'm all ears!

~Bat

[rokkerr]

I will start the book on that this weekend and post it.....

[John_fromNY]

That's wonderful news!!

So... it's gonna be a story of sorts....

How the

piano man


met his

lovely lady...


Great reading!!!

[Batracer]

I will start the book on that this weekend and post it.....

How's the "book" comin Rokker?

~Bat

[Sasha Sparks]

actually, i don't think i even know the full story...hmmm...please do tell :)

[WalterB]

Well, I can tell the lead-into their story.

I had to Wichita for the weekend. Vicky found out I was there, and flew in to dance at the local Emporium. Man, I wined her and dined her for 2 days at the local Denny's. Even talked her into going to the gym to work on them sexy abs. Why, she was so enamored with my affectations, she jumped on the next plane to LA, and grabbed the first guy she saw when she got off. I heard that her first words in LA were, "Protect me. There's this gropy old fart in Wichita...."

(Oh, spank me, Vicky, I've been so bad teehee)

[rokkerr]

I wondered why she refuses to go to Dennys when I offered.....


Well this is a few months late..... and I will stagger it out...

I was living in a small town in the South of England where there is nothing to do at all. I was flying almost every week to a different part of Europe setting up businesses in the film licensing world - a pretty killer job I had had for about a year except it was very corporate (which I am not) .... suit an tie - into the office by 9, lunch at 12, back home at 5. Every 3 months or so, I would go back to my home in Los Angeles/Beverly Hills (which had been my base for 20 years). I had been married, and divorced, before and really had zero interest whatsoever in dating.

I had never joined a site before, ie when the mood struck I surfed the net and got off with the freebie 30 second clips you see on the net. One day I saw a clip of Vicky somewhere and was startled to say the least. I found myself going back to look at the same clip and found her site. Where I lived in England was a little slow to say the least.... the local girls were usually drunk by about 6 in the evening and I had nothing in common with anyone there. I did something bizarre for me - took my credit card out and joined for a month. Low and behold I was quite mesmerized and in looking at the diary section, it turned out that Vicky was going to be in Los Angeles at Club Rio the weekend of April 21....

I remembered thinking to myself that I was planning on going back to Los Angeles anyway and that I should make sure my trip coincided with when she was going to be in Los Angeles so that I could go find meet her. I made a note in my diary and posted on the members board that people in England were using her pictures for escort pictures and was shocked that she wrote on the forum. Not quite sure what point I was hooked since I did not go on the site a ton, but I told someone that I was flying to Los Angeles to meet Vicky Vette. It did not seem too bizarre to me - I have done stupid things before and flying to Los Angeles to go to a strip joint to meet a famous pornstar seemed rational to me.

Vicky was dancing at Club Rio, and when I touched down in Los Angeles I tried to get a couple of friends to go with me to go hang out. No one was willing to make the trek (Club Rio is not exactly in the garden spot of Los Angeles, about 10 miles south of the airport.) That day, I was doing some recording in a recording studio with a bunch of musicians. I told them all that I was going to go meet Vicky that day and go out with her. They all laughed at me and said I was crazy. They refused to go. I remember walking out and one of the musicians saying, 'hope your date with Vicky goes well...'

I went to dinner with my boss from England (also in town at the time) and he told me I was not being 'corporate enough'. I started having thoughts of not feeling like going out. I also did not have a car in the States to use and a cab ride was going to be insanely expensive. So, ignoring these thoughts with the vision of a strip joint and Vicky Vette in my head, I jumped in a cab and headed off to Figueroa street..... one problem, after $60.00 the cab driver ended up at the wrong figueroa in a very bad part of town and it was almost 11 pm already. I was tired and thought about giving up and going home....

To be continued....

[koalaman35]

Damn, Rokkerr. You go, boy. Please continue on your quest to tell us how you became the luckiest bastard on the planet. (Of course, Walt is going to chide me for not saying the universe. Don't you hate those little SETI bastards?)

[hotjulie]

That is so romantic

[zlatky]

...They all laughed at me and said I was crazy. They refused to go. I remember walking out and one of the musicians saying, 'hope your date with Vicky goes well...'

Heh!...That reminds me of a similar story of me being hooked with a gorgeous lady when I was younger!...Everybody told me "forget her man - she is out of yor league!"...But guess who was the lucky bastard that all male-pop cursed for his luck (?) whenever we went out afterwards etc.! ...

Well, it's more than a character-trait...persistence that is. It's the attitude you have towards (your) life, and how willing you are to fight / claim for your dreams!...And when you want something *really* bad - and you don't sit on your ass - most of the times seems that Universe itself plots in yor favor and - finally - your dream comes true!!

...I'm also anxious to hear the rest of the story! - hehe!

[bdhjones]

Well its like the old saying goes, if you want something bad enough, do what ever it takes to achieve it.No matter what the cost.

That what separate the achievers from the ordinary folk.

[WalterB]

...but I told someone that I was flying to Los Angeles to meet Vicky Vette. It did not seem too bizarre to me - I have done stupid things before and flying to Los Angeles to go to a strip joint to meet a famous pornstar seemed rational to me.

That's pretty much the way it happened to me. I saw one of her Milf clips and thought, "Damn, she's hot!"

I found her site and looked around and was further impressed. I started reading the forum. Then I started chatting. When she noted she would be dancing in Wichita, it just seemed to be the most natural thing to me. "Wichita? I can do that. I'm driving out there." She, as always, was asking all her members to come see her, wherever she was dancing. I told her I would be there and off I went.

I had a great two days there. I met her and she was so gracious. She agreed to have breakfast on Saturday, then she convinced me to go to the gym. I then took her to her hotel so she could rest up and do her thing. Went back to the club Sat nite. Turned out she needed a ride home that nite and, luckily, I was there to help. We stopped at a Dennys about 3 AM, had breakfast, then I took her back to her hotel. Had to leave early Sunday. But, she was so much fun just to hang out with for a while. I've been here ever since. Have visited with her and Dave once since then, and am going back in Oct for the Aids Walk.

If Vicky comes to your area and you don't come to meet her, there is no hope for you. She is a rarity in this world. She is a charm. Hell, if I was 20 years younger.... (She'd still be Daves. teehee.)

OK, Rokkerr, time for Chapter 2.

[rokkerr]

Chapter 2:

So, I am in a cab and found out where the Rio really was.... and we were not close. I sincerely thought, 'Dave, go home - you are tired, this is just a goosechase', but I told the cab driver, to find the place.... it was another 30 minutes and yes, the Rio was not exactly in a great part of town.... the cab ride was about $85.00 total and I still had to get home. I was starting to feel foolish.

I walked into the club and was surprised that it was not packed and started looking around - no Vicky. I sit for a few more minutes - no Vicky. I start worrying, but then the DJ announces that Vicky Vette is going to be on stage... me being the shy type could not possibly go up to the stage and watch, so I watched from about 100 feet as a blonde goddess poured wax on herself. After her set was done, there are a few minutes to wait until the 'feature' comes out, and again, I thought I should leave since it was getting late, but luckily there was announcement that Vicky was going to doing dances and polaroids so I figured 'what the fuck'. I walked up to who I thought was a bouncer - turned out to be Bossman - and told him I had joined her site and come from England to see her He was surprised but very nice. I told him I was not too interested in the dances and just wanted to say hello when she was done.

A few minutes later, all I remember is a blonde vision of beauty walking towards me with a massive smile on her face. You know you try to act cool in such situations (impossible) because I really did have a monster crush on her. I expected the cash sales job but it was strange - she suggested we sit and talk for a few minutes since I had come all that way. We started talking about what I was doing with life, music, writing songs, and that it was not too late to ever pursue something new.... all kinds of stuff. I am not sure how long we talked but it was a long time - so long that Bossman said that someone was waiting for a dance. I suggested she go and take care of what she had to do and that I would say goodbye when she was done. So after a few more dances, Vicky came walking over and I vaguely remember saying words to the effect 'if you want to get lunch while you are in town, let me know.... I know the city pretty good'. To my surprise she said she wanted to. I grabbed a business card and reached for a pen - the only thing I had was a red tipped marker...... but I used it anyway. I gave her the card, and said 'you know I feel guilty for taking all your time [fall on the sword dave] how do you feel about a dance or two before I leave?'. A quick 'sure' and in the back we go.........

There is a big temptation when you are in a dark room with a goddess that you have a crush on who is grinding on you to let your hands and penis do the walking. I did neither.... I remember her eyes when she got close. I also remember saying 'Wow' to myself about 100 times and words like 'life is good'........

Dances done, I said my goodbyes, she said she would call me. Did I believe her? Nope. Did I think for one minute on the long cab ride home that I would ever hear from Vicky Vette again? Nope. I just remember feeling glad that my vision of beauty was not disappointed by her personality....

So the next day was Friday and I had a recording session in West Los Angeles for a song I was working on. I was in a studio at about 8pm at night with a bass player/friend and a young 24 year old male singer. I told them that I had gone to see Vicky the night before that she was hot (and other guy talk things I cannot mention here) and that I had given her my number to call. They basically told me I was an asshole - get back to your day job.

About an hour or two later, as the music was playing, the phone rang with a number I did not recognize...... I picked it up and a female said, 'hey there, is this David?'....

to be continued.....

[WalterB]

...getting cooler and cooler.

[Benny25]

Great story Dave. Kinda like Cinderella in reverse.

[zlatky]

...walked up to who I thought was a bouncer - turned out to be Bossman - and told him I had joined her site and come from England to see her He was surprised but very nice...

If I went to that bar that day, and said I was coming all the way from Greece, I'd probably ask the boss to be the "best man", cause a nice ring would come out a little box - if u know what I mean (lol!)...And about the "huge crash" thing...Well, you *do" realize you are not the only one huh!!!

...There is a big temptation when you are in a dark room with a goddess that you have a crush on who is grinding on you to let your hands and penis do the walking. I did neither.... I remember her eyes when she got close. I also remember saying 'Wow' to myself about 100 times and words like 'life is good'........

Sounds *so* familiar...This is how my first *serious* relationship started when I was 22. Love at first sight!...*sighs*...

to be continued.....

Oooh, man! this is becoming sort of Chinese torture! lol!

[st1fler]

maybe if you guys send sara jay to dance in vancouver.......

[hotjulie]

Wow that's so nice. The only guy that's chased me any distance was a cop!

[vectis]

to be continued...somewhen soon would be good...now we are all agog for the interesting bit,the gap is like waiting for the other shoe to drop.

[rokkerr]

sorry... where was I....