It was 1984 and I was covering a one-day music festival on the banks of the Mississippi River. It started at noon with bands playing Rock, Blues, Country, and even so Cajon. They had a tent set-up off to the side of the stage for the press and volunteers to get water and food. It was a busy place because of the oppressive heat. I had to drink at least one bottle of water every half hour. As the sunset, they started getting the stage ready for the finally, which was the symphony. They were to play for about an hour, then play the 1812 Overture, complete with cannon fire that the Army was providing, and a fireworks show too.

After about twenty minutes after the symphony started, I went into the tent to get one more bottle of water, before I was going to find a place to watch and listen to the show. I was the only one in there when a woman walked in from the other side. She had dark curly hair that came to her shoulders, dark brown eyes that seemed to look right thru me. She was sweating as much as I was, and her tee shirt was clinging to her hourglass figure. She had a small hand towel that she was dipping into the ice, and was rubbing it over her face and neck. She looked up and saw me and said hello. She came over and introduced herself and we chatted for a moment. Her name was Caroline and she volunteered for this event every year. She said she had some friends out in the crowd with a blanket and some wine, and would I like to join them.

An invitation from a beautiful woman is a hard thing to turn down, so we walked out to where her friends were. I was introduced all around, handed a glass of wine, and sat down with Caroline. There were over one hundred thousand people there, so space was tight. I found that Caroline and I were sitting very close together, so close that her musky scent was starting to work on me. As the show continued, we got closer and closer together. I was leaning with my arm behind her, and she started leaning against me. Her right tit was starting to press into my side, and then she placed her hand on my thigh. It all seemed very natural, even thou we’d only met twenty minutes ago. I was a little nervous and didn’t want to make too much of it.

The show was wonderful, and the fireworks spectacular, and everyone was starting to leave. She asked what I was doing after.