Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Recovery Era

Chapter 3

We had a morning call at around 10am and top class breakfast was ordered in, the band had been up since 9 doing their slot of sound check,

"Alright you can help me do some sit ups" Marshall stated as I came back into the main sitting area after doing my hair and make up, I was dressed down in some camel coloured joggers and a little white cropped vest top on, my hair in a high messy ponytail with parts of my hair framing my face,

"Okay how'd you want me?" I stroked over my hair as I finished eating a mint, he looked at me and put his tongue to his cheek with a closed lip smirk,
"That.. came out wrong" I giggled as he sat down on the floor,

"Hold down my feet" he bent up his legs and propped himself on his arms as I knelt down in front of him,

"Nice trainers" I put my hands over his fresh grey and white Air Max, he now led down on his back, oh my days I just wanted to jump on top of him,

"I'm gonna do 150" he crossed his arms over his chest,

"Is that it?" I joked,

"Well after I've done you can do the same digits" he began to do his stomach crunches, helping him workout kind of turned me on,

"I think I'll pass thanks" I chuckled,
"Anyway it's good to see you in great shape like this" we heard someone come onto the coach, Marshall carried on as Paul came into view,

"Working off last nights takeout?" Paul joked,

"Yea, care to join Michelin Man?" He grunted,

"It's the winter season, I'm working on my body insulation" he patted his belly,

"What to keep both you and your wife warm at night?" Marshall's little wise crack made me chuckle,

"I'm gonna make sure they give the safety checks a miss tonight.. let me answer this" Paul answered his phone and walked off the RV,

"How many are you on?" I asked,

"45..." He sat up, "46" he kissed me and went back down,

"Mmm you can do that again" I grinned as he continued to kiss my lips each time he was in the upright position,

"It's.. good motivation" his voice tensed,

"I'm sorry I can't" I couldn't avoid the temptation no longer as I pulled his legs straight and sat on him, he chuckled as I bowed my head, the intimate kiss we shared whilst he stroked over my butt gave me a stomach clenching excitement, I softly giggled into his mouth as he now squeezed my bum,

"This is why I don't get nothin' fuckin' done with you around" he grinned as I pulled away from our snog, as I now sat fully on his groin I could feel exactly what he meant, I leant down again so that my lips were at his ear,

"Sex is the best exercise you know" I whispered, he groaned a little as he pushed his groin into mine, I gasped a little as he smirked up at me with thee most sexy little eye squint, but to my dismay we could here the RV door re-opening, Marshall sat up and quickly rolled me off him, jumped up and pulled me up to my feet too,

"Ah fuck" he looked down at himself pitching up a marvellous tent,
"You talk" he rushed off to the bathroom leaving me with rosy cheeks and a rather proud smirk,

"Where's Marshall?" Royce asked me,

"Toilet" I quickly answered,

"You good?" He went into an overhead cupboard and pulled out a big bag of Doritos,

"I am, how was the show last night, enjoy yourself?" I watched him walk around eating the crisps,

"Sure did, the UK crowds are crazy ass motherfuckers... YO SPACE-CASE YOU FALLEN DOWN THE JOHN OR SOME SHIT?"