3 weeks later

Me again!

Well I've settles into: 

Macca's Music Home:
Sanctuary For...
Was Dead And Are Not,
Apparently,
Currently Dead-
Aging Rockers. 

Don't say I said that, its our secret!

Apparently, John wants to get 'alive' again real soon. I kept my nose out of all that stuff till they started having fights round the water cooler in the snack room, I'd say lunch room but there are only snacks and carrots in there.

"John this has to be done slowly, softly softly, you know what the FBI said" Paul was tapping the table with a pencil no particular beat it was annoying so I flicked the pencil away and walked round to get a stupid healthy carrot out of the crisper. "What was that for?"

I shrugged "It was annoying"

"And what does the lovely smiley RatCat say about my being reborn to this earth" John smirked and stuck his tongue out. Abe, Brian and Rusty laughed til John shut 'em with a look.

Well we could go all 'the messiah has risen' . You know, go all Jesus, God, Our Father in Heaven stuff– but you shot that to pieces in the 60's didn't ya. You have already done the 'bigger than Jesus' bit, so no use re-using them lot"

A lot of mumbling and head shaking went on.

"Right! I personally say rip it off like a band-aid , quick and fast, maybe a big drop in at Paul's next concert, like a being coming down from the heavens, you know, on a big cable thingo...... Oh! Oh! You could wear a fairy outfit!"

I walked around the table munching on my carrot, it was ok for a snack I guess.

"That's it, your fired!"

"You can't do that" I called from my current position, leaning in the cool emptyish refrigerator, wishing for some sort of real unhealthy food to appear.

"Why the hell not"

"Because I don't work for you! I haven't been paid. Shit, poor old Abe has been supporting me"

"Is that right, Macca?"

"I don't know. I just.... I don't know"

"Sorry" They both apologize in unison.

"That's ok, I steal from Paul's wallet in the office anyway"

They all fell over laughing, except Paul, his face was priceless. It felt good to have some laughs. I better give him a hug.

"Hey, no hard feeling Mac" I hugged him a bit awkwardly as I was now holding a kilo of carrots in one hand.

"That's ok, as long as it wasn't for grog, I don't mind"

"You don't! Boys~ pill party at mine tonight!!"

"You live upstairs"

"Yea so"

"You're too much. Slow down. My head hurts" Paul sat shaking his head grimacing at me.

They all scattered and I planned my pretend pill party. Carrots and carrot snacks from in here, my main choices for munchies. John walked back in.

"Here" He handed me about $300 dollars "Go do something for yourself for a change"

"Pill party wooh- oh wait, I have money for that, grog?!"

"You're a witty cow" He sat back down and lit a smoke "Just go out and meet someone nice at bar or something"

"You have got to be kidding"

"What? Go meet a nice girl or something"

"A WHAT!!?!!!!!?!!!!!?" I jumped up and called Abe back in. John just sat there nonplussed, smoking. Abe, Brian and Rusty walked in while I jumped up and down having a tantrum and giggle in my head.

"You gotta hear this, say it again Len"

What. Oh I just said go out and meet a girl. What's wrong"

I turned around and held my questioning hands up to the guys, they were all mute, faces blank like all was right with the world.

"What the hell. ABE. What-" It suddenly dawned on me "You. You and You especially..." I pointed in Abe's face "You all think I'm gay!?!" They looked from one to the other and John put out his smoke.

I barged past Paul as he strolled in the door, innocently smiling away. He stopped when he was slammed into the wall on my way through though.

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Abe was banging on the door and I just moved into the bathroom, slamming the door in there.

Was I that,
ummm, asexual, is that the word? to them. Geez I have some nice girl friends who are gay, bi, anything, I love them like sisters but I am not. The banging stopped and I walked back into the little bedroom and nearly fell over John who was sitting on the floor looking through my record collection.

"Hey" He didn't bother saying how he managed to get in my locked room.

I sank to the floor beside him and watched him swing albums round in his hand looking over the track listing's, blurb and cover art.

"Yea umm sorry bout before I was told that information and just went along with it." He went straight in and started the uncomfortable conversation.

"Well it sort of answers ... questions I raised with myself. I thought. I just thought you were hung up on Yoko types. And Rust and Bri they have girlfriends. Am I that non- nothing- you all just thought it?"

"You just get on with the job huny, one of the boys, give as good, or better  than you get... I didn't investigate, so to speak, cause I thought I was told the correct information."

"And now"

"Well I might have to investigate" He nudged me in my side.

"I'm going to kill him. How could he think that" I looked at the floor, speaking of Abe.

"Hey when have you been here, for him to see you in your element as you; not as a hard nosed drummer trying to keep up with the guys?"

"Never, probably. When we were, I don't know, 17? He and I just drummed - always competing, I suppose. We never did stuff other than that, together" I held my hands over my face.

"I don't know maybe somehow it is right" I stumbled on thinking out loud "Maybe I should just try it that way. A girl would be nice and safe, soft lips and body, know what feels good, feels great, makes the senses feel wonderful. No words to say touch here, don't hurt me boobs so much, don't prod me like a stick in a hole down there,.... she would just know, you know. Gentle, firm when we need it, soft when-"

"Geezus Cat, holy cow"

"What?" I looked at him blankly. He gazed all round the room "Oh, you dirty old man"

"That was hot, umm any bloke likes the sound of that"

"So any bloke likes the thought of girl on girl action?......" I smiled at him like I had a secret. He groaned. "SO you mean girl on girl and you watch or....... girl on girl, then they turn on you... I mean turn you ON?" He moved uncomfortably beside me and hit the wall with his head.

"Everything alright in there!" Abe yelled through the door at us.

"Yes Abe. We're swelllll" I laughed at John's grimace, this was fun.

John groaned again. Should I just jump on him now and prove my orientation? Why not, a kiss to start, won't do any harm.

Sitting on the floor beside John Lennon was like sitting beside a caged animal he was a reckless bloke bouncing from highs to lows to nasty and nice. He was being nice at the moment so I should be ok. I turned and sat looking at him.

"John?"

"Mmmmm" he was 'busy' perusing my Blondie album. I kissed him quickly on the cheek and turned away again.

"Cat?" I turned to face him again and he leaned in and kissed me – hard, dropping the album and holding my face, we kissed for ages, well at least a minute but it felt like ages. "Did I turn you"

"Well if you turned me I would really now be gay, right?!" He nodded "Yea you turned me on to kissing girls, all I want is some hot girl on girl action.... No way do I want a guys-"

He cut me off and kissed me soundly again holding my shoulders then touching my neck and hair.

"You sure every thing's all right in there. You're... very quiet??" Abe yelled again.

Yes, Abe everything is just peachy in here" I smiled onto Johns lips as I spoke.

"He wants you to make some noise John" I whispered with a grin.

"Maybe later, just kiss me..... for now"

We kissed really nicely together. 

I hadn't had much action for a while and I don't think he had, unless he was banging Linda with Paul or without?!

Or employing blind or seeing hookers with blindfolds on.

He stood up after a while and made for the door "See you later, yea?" I nodded and looked down at my albums sprawled, like me, all over the floor. Play it cool Rat, play it cool. 

Shutting the door he walked away chatting with Abe. I didn't hear much but heard enough to make me smile 'Yes Abe, she is definitely OK"