Backstage at Woodstock, 1969

[Honey_B]

August 15, 1969

Mary Yasgur instinctively smoothed her full skirt of her sundress and peeled off her white driving gloves as she got out of her '59 Ford sedan. An English teacher off for the summer, she had driven out to her uncle's farm to help out with a little art festival he was having on his property. At least that's what he had called it on the phone when Mary had agreed to come. To Mary, this didn't look like any art festival she had ever seen. No, this look like a circus had exploded all over her uncle's pastureland. People were everywhere! She couldn't even begin to discern from which walk of life they had come. Most of them looked young enough to make Mary feel old. At 30, Mary's youthful prettiness had matured into a classic beauty. With long blonde hair (forever in a French twist), long legs, full breasts, and a slender waist, she was far from the old-maid she considered herself to be.

"Mary, Mary! Welcome to Woodstock! I'm so glad I convinced you to come out of hiding. You've been moping around far too long for that boy. You've got some livin to catch up on. This is going to be one of the greatest events in human history and I wouldn't want you to miss it," Max Yasgur said as he gave his niece a great big bear hug.

Mary disentangled herself. "I am here to help out, Uncle Max, but I shan't be attending." She looked around for something productive to do. "Nonsense!" Uncle Max laughed. "You don't need to lift a finger, Mar. That was just my little trap to lure you out here. Never could say no to someone who needed help, could you?"

Mary looked at Max reproachfully.

"Don't look at me like that. Now, I've got to a sweet little thing from San Francisco that I've been neglecting. You run along and have a good time at the festival," he said as he turned to go. "And Mary... Don't be afraid to experience life." Her uncle wrapped his arm around a graying woman in a flowing orange dress and they disappeared into the crowd.

Mary smiled and said softly to know one in particular, "Sorry Uncle, this is just a bit out of my league." She fished in her pocket for her keys. Instead her hand closed around a piece of paper. She pulled it out. It was a note from her uncle saying she would get her keys back after the festival was over. He must have done it when he gave her that hug!

"Ahhhh! I'm stranded!" Mary said loudly enough for several people to turn around and give her an odd look.



OOC: If you'd like to come to Woodstock, we have an OOC thread. Introduce a character, ask questions, or harass each other at:

OOC: Backstage at Woodstock, 1969

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

The guy who picked up up outside of Pittsburgh pulled up to the havoc and wonderful chaos that was Woodstock. Although there were several people in the VW Bus he was driving, I was the only one a toll was extracted from. Well, what the hell? I was used to it by now - you do something for one person, they'll do something for you. A quick blowjob, and we parted ways.

I grabbed up my bag, the accumulation of a lifetime - which wasn't much - and took off on my own. Coming from the heart of the sub-culture in San Fancisco, I felt totally at home. Only thing was - it was much larger! As I walked around, getting my bearings, I was approached by several people, given joints to smoke, offers of places to stay. I would forget where most of these people were 10 minutes after I'd left them.

Damn, but this was huge and wonderful!! Yeah, there were a few squares here - look at that guy over there. Yeah, must be over 30, totall uncomfortable with where he is at. I smile to myself as I walk by, glancing at his look of utter confusion. I pass by a pretty woman, hard to tell her age, but hung up all the same. In her pretty little sundress, my god, she's even wearing her hair - UP! How tightly strung up can you be.

"Hey, right on," I say to her as I pass by, "totally bitchin', isn't it? Wow! Well, hey - peace, k?"

I smile at the look on her face - a mixture of surprise and embarassment.

I management to make my way up to the stage - no easy feat with all of these people. But I know I have to get to some one near the industry. The stage is assembled, however, there seems to be a hundred guys swarming around it, putting up equipment, stringing wires, checking lights.

I slip off the suede jacket with the fake fur collar and sling it over my shouldler with my bag. I've just been cross country, but I know I look good. The tight bell bottom jeans perfectly show off my ass to perfection. Riding low, my belly button peeps out from underneath the short, tight t shirt that clings to my breasts, free of any restraints, nipples seemingly always hardened. My hair is long, and free, and I'm wearing a ringlet of flowers that one of the girls in the Bus had made for us. My large hoop earrings and rings on almost each finger complete my outfit. Make up is something I scorn - but I don't need it anyway.

I loiter by the stage, sometimes being harassed by the "security" guards. A quick brush of my breasts against their arm shuts them up pretty quickly. Then, suddenly, I see him. He's working alone, no one with him. And I see him look up at me as if he doesn't want me to know. I smile to myself. This might be easier than I thought. He was sorting through some wires, hooking up some sort of equipment, as I walked up to him.

"You, uh, sure you know which wire gets inserted into which slot?"

As I look coyly at him, I see him snap his head up and blush somewhat at my comment.

"You shouldn't be here, miss. It's against the rules, security could kick you out."

"Rules? You actually live by rules, man? God, that is SO establishment!"

I reach out and stroke his arm.

"You know, I'm pretty good at figuring out which wire is supposed to go into which slot. You should give me a try sometime, man."

 

[Basia]

Skyee

I don't know how long it's been since I last saw my family over in Ohio. But I didn't cair either. They where too uptight for my tastes anyway...
I've beens tanding on this road for what seems like hours... Cars pass, but no one stops... I had been waiting for what seemed lile forever when I saw it...
There was what looked like twenty V.W. busses, all heading this way... And one of them stopped.
The driver leaned over his passanger and lowered his shades, smirking at me.
"Where you headed, man?" was all he said.
I responded with that bright smile I give. "Woodstock!" was my reply.
His smirk turned into a smile, and a door on the side of the buss opened, beckoning me to enter. So I picked up my green duffle bag, and hopped in.
The familiar smell of Mary Jane welcomed me. There was one other woman in back with me, and she looked to me and smiled as I closed the door on the bus. "I'm Sunflower." She said, giving me the peace.
"Skyee" was my reply.
We talked for a bit, and before long, we had reached the place that would change my life forever. The Woodstock Music and Arts festival.

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

I laugh to myself as Randy gets played by this pretty little thing in bell bottoms. He's never been very good with chicks, usually he just gets stoned and goes to bed on Saturday nights. Damn if wasn't a good electrician though. So I decide that Miss Perky, the nipples ya know, has had enough fun with him.

"Hey girl, I know it's all cool back here, but with some of this stuff you could really get hurt, so I'm gonna have to escort you to the front of the stage, okay?" she still seems a bit hung up on her establishment claims, and I can't say that I really disagree with her. So I do what comes naturally, I bend a bit at the waist and hoist her up and lay her over my shoulder. "Don't worry, baby, we're just takin' a walk." I say happily since I have a totally hot chick in my grasp now.

To steady her balance I place my arm around her legs and place a steadying hand on the back of her thigh... quite high up.

 

[ariosto]

Nels

Nels may have been descended from the Vikings but right now his yen for new horizons had paled considerably. MoonBeam he decided was lost for good. Submerged in the cacophany of Peter Max colors, smokey pot haze and the constant defeaning sounds of Deep Purple, the Grateful Dead, Country Joe and the Fish, The Grateful Fish, The Purple Dead...Fuck, he didn't know about any of that stuff. It was MoonBeams ass that brought him here not her life style.

Yasgur's farm was filling up FAST. A few thousand when they arrived, tens of thousands now. How big would it get!

He had to pee.
That's a neat problem he thought looking around at all the the freaked out clots of long haired, beaded, grinning, glassy eyed youths that surrounded him.
He didn't look out of place...much. He had a beard, his hair was a little on the long side and he had on the uniform of the day. He just felt like a sardine in a bag of M&M's.
And he really had to pee!

A cute young thing rubbed herself on him and draped a peace medallion around his neck.
"Hi!" she said brightly.
"My names Skyee. I just got here. Isn't it WONDERFUL!"
"Uhhh, yeah. Really is....cool."

Behind him he heard another voice say rather hopelessly,
"AHHHHH, I'm stranded!"

Baby your'e not alone.

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

Before I have a chance to do some REAL heavy flirting with this guy, he picks me up and slings me over his shoulder - as though I were a sack of beans!

"HEY! Wait! Wait...please! Put me down!"

I start to kick with my feet, but he has too firm a grip on my legs, and I can't use my hands, or I lose my stuff. So, twisting around, I find his ear lobe is fairly close to my mouth, and I sink my teeth in - HARD.

"Hey! What did you do THAT for?" He cried as he rubbed his ear.

"I asked you to wait. Look, I need to get back there, please?? I'l just find a place to sit, quiet, you won't even know I'm there! You see, I'm a singer, and , well, I'm hoping to get heard, ya know? Ah, c'mon, man! Be cool, what do you say? I, uh, coudl just make it worth your while -"

I felt his linger on me, and waited anxiously for what he would say next.

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

Hehe, damn my ear hurt. This gal was feisty that was for sure. I guess I'll have to humor her for now.

"Okay, if you are a singer, then why didn't you know where to come in? Did you mean you are just a singer who wanted to see the stars? Or are you trying to pull a fast one and convince me you're a performer?", I smirked, "Like the last eight chicks I've escorted out of there have been?"

I looked her up and down again. Damn was she hot!

"How worth my while?", I said with an anticipatory grin.

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

Well, what did you expect? To be the only one here who wants to make it big.

"Ok,ok, it's cool, ok? Look, I'm not a performer. Can do this over? My name is Storm and I'm from Frisco. I can sing, want to sing, just need a big break, you know? And I've heard some of the muscians here are open to new talent. Just thought I see if that were true.

"So, hey, what's your name? I mean you seem like a cool dude - maybe we can hang out together, huh? And I'm not saying that just to get backstage, either. If there's someplace a little private, maybe? I got some really great grass with me, love to share it."

As I speak, I lean in closer, my mouth almost to his ear, my breast rubbing against his arm...

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

Heh, not to get backstage... rrriiight. I thought I'd be more tactful though.

"Call me Glyph, Storm. I like your moniker.", I smile warmly, "Just to let you know, there's no problem with getting you backstage, you just can't go there right now. I can take you up after they got the equipment set up though. Tell you what, let's go talk, get high, and see if we can find any other ways to kill some time. My van's right over here."

I wrap an arm around her waist and begin walkin' her to Doc Spock's Luv Wagin. This of course is painted on the side in psycheddelic letters with rainbows and peae signs all over the place. I'm an artist, chill out.

"Here we are, noone'll bug us if they know what's good for 'em.", I say opening the sliding door, inside the entire two back seats are of course ripped out and the whole thing is deeply carpeted. Helping her in I hop up, close the door and lay back on a bean bag.

 

[Basia]

Skyee

I found myself weaving my way through the masses. This was great. I had never felt so at home in my entire life..
Then I saw him..

He looked tall, but everyone was tall in comparison to me. I felt compelled to make introductions...

I had finally reached him, and raised myself to my toes, while my chest pressed up against his arm. Placeing one of my hand made peace medallions around his neck.

"Hi!" It was a yell, but a bright sunny yell... This place was getting very loud very fast. "My names Skyee. I just got here. Isn't it WONDERFUL!"

"Uhhh, yeah. Really is....cool."

From behind him I heard the cry of a woman...

"AHHHHH, I'm stranded!" Leaning over, I smiled to her.

"Chill out! This is the party everyone's been waiting for!"

The sound of music came to my ears, and I found myself swaying to the music, my blonde locks tumbeling around me as my sundress swayed too and fro...

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

As we head to his van, I smile.

"Right on, dude! I like it!"

We hop in, and as he lays back on a bean bag, I sit cross-legged next to him, my back against the wall of the van. Digging around in my bag, I find what I'm looking for and bring out the joint. I light it up, take a hit and give it to Glyph, smiling at him.

"This is pretty good stuff. Guy in Kansas City gave some to me and my girlfriend. Got us pretty fucked up. Hey, you got anything to drink in here? Oh! Cool! Look at all the tunes you got!|"

As he takes the joint, I place my hand on his shoulder and lift myself up, taking a closer look at his tape collection.

"Hey, you think we could play some of these? I just love music, man. It just sort of soothes my soul, you know?"

I give him a little longer look. Yeah, hey, he's pretty cute. Even if I don't get to meet some one "famous", this guy might be worth spending some time with...

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

"The collection's up there, behind the driver's seat", I said as I take a hit from the joint, "aaahhh yeah... that is good stuff..."

I admire Storm's ass as she bends over to check out my eight tracks. "mmm... so do all would-be singers look as good in bell bottoms as you do?" It was a lame come on, but the best I could think of with my mind fogged up.

 

[Honey_B]

Mary

It wasn't often that Mary Yasgur felt overwhelmed. She had ordered her life to prevent it. So much for that. This was pretty damn well overwhelming. Mary turned around at the sound of the feminine voice. A young woman was standing near her. She had the most extrordinary blonde hair which flowed down her back. Mary was taken by the expression on her face. It could only be described as pure joy.

Mary looked from the blonde woman to a bearded gentleman nearby. He looked to be nearer her age than most of the people invading her uncle's farm.

She addressed them both as she said, "I'm sorry to be a bother, but can either of you give me a lift. I seem to have lost my keys."

 

[tmuyo]

ashbury

"with all the dope going around i wonder if were gonna smoke this shit all up in a day?" i say aloud to myself.

lighting a doobie and walking around i see a conformist . "now how can you be dressed up like that and expectr to fit in here? hmm?" the girl looks at me oddly. she looks to be a good 8 years older than me. she just stammers about needing a ride and i take a drag on my joint. "well, if ur needin a ride, i got a van. where you wanna go? the moon? i'll take ya where you need to go and to places you never knew you wanted to go to," taking a much longer drag and holding it till the feel of it tickled my nose and came out with a chuckle.

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

I jump up to check over the tapes, selecting one by The Who. At his comment, I turn and smile at him.

"I would say singers need to look good from the front AND the back, don't you?"

I crawl back over to him on my hands and knees and lift my chin. At the hint, he holds out the joint and I take a long hit, letting the drug consume my mind, feeling a little giddy - and starting to feel very horny.

As the music fills the van, and he takes another toke, I crawl to him, looking up at him with the most innocence I can must. As he looks questioningly down at me, I begin to giggle, the effects of the grass taking control.

As I begin to slip away, back towards the side of the van, I feel his hand reach out to grab my arm, pulling me to him. I raise up to face him eye to eye.

"And now what? You gonna take my body and blow my mind, dude?"

A smile spreads across my face, as my hand makes its way around his neck.

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

I lean forward and kiss Storm, tasting the cannabis on her breath that we both just took hits from. Fairly unceremoniously I pull her onto my lap and begin kissing her neck and running my hands over her perfect body...

I lose my self in the music to the beat of her heart.

 

[ariosto]

Nels

Looking around at the utter chaos beginning to take over the fields, Nels can only smile and reply,
"Honey if you can figure out how to get us out of this mess, I'll steal you a car!"

Just then a longhaired young man
drifts up and accosts the bewildered woman. His eyes are blood red and the fecund smell of pot surrounds him in a smokey haze. He's burning one of course.
"...where you wanna go? the moon? i'll take ya where you need to go and to places you never knew you wanted to go to,"

My gosh how can she refuse an invitation like that!

Skyee slips an arm around Nels waist and whispers...
"Come on man, it's cool. Stick around, we ain't all like that."

 

[Basia]

Skyee

She welcomed the small of the pot, she actually liked it, but she saw the look on the man's face and her brow arched.
She slipped her slender arms around his waist, and whispered:
"Come on man, it's cool. Stick around, we ain't all like that."

She smiled up towards him, and took hold of his hand, pulling him further into the crowd.

 

[Honey_B]

Mary

Mary wrinkled her nose as an unfamiliar scent assaulted her nostrils. She ignored it as she watched the couple drift away into the crowd.

The chaos around her came into sharp focus. Mary felt the throngs of people closing in. The beginnings of a panic attack began to well up from the pit of her stomach. Her mind screamed with desperation, "I have got to get out of here!"

She turned to the young gentleman who had been kind enough to offer her a ride. She felt grateful to him, despite his insulting comment. He seemed harmless enough, almost young enough to be one of her students.

Mary tried to catch her breath. Her heart was racing. "Well, I only need to go as far as Bethel," she finally said to the laughing young man.

 

[ariosto]

removed to OOC board...carry on.

 

[tmuyo]

"bethel? man, there's nothing there. why do you wanna go to such a square town? whatever, c'mon my van's this way," i slip my arm around her waist and walk her in the direction of my van. "so what's your name girl?"

she says her name is mary in a nervous tone.

"look i'm not gonna rape you or anything, just relax ya know man? here, take a little drag...it'll help you relax," i say as i put the back end of the joint between her lips.

 

[Anakin20]

Jimi Hendrix

Alone in a corner, away from everyone, alone with his thoughts, was a somewhat troubled man. From the last inch of his joint wafted tendrils of foul-scented smoke. But it was a familiar and comfortable smell to Jimi Hendrix.
The crowds were getting bigger, and it was starting to trouble him in some ways. Was he good enough? He seemed to be, but the doubt still lingered.
He had to be better, better than everyone. In performing, in producing music, in drinking, in smoking, in fucking.
Fucking, now THAT was a subject Jimi was getting very good at. He'd already spotted a few young ladies around the show that might do. White women and black women.
Were white women taboo? Who cared? He was Jimi Hendrix. And for today, perhaps that meant something.
He took another hit, not quite high enough yet to go on stage. Soon, the call would come. He was almost ready.

 

[Honey_B]

He caught Mary just as she was about to inhale and acrid smoke filled her lungs. She doubled over in a fit of coughing. Her eyes began to water and she felt nauseous as she fought for composure. Slowly the feeling began to pass and Mary began to feel light-headed, pleasantly so.

Realizing she don't know what to call this young man, Mary inquired, "And what is your name?"

"ashbury"

Ashbury passed her the cigarette again. She could only assume was marijuana. Somehow it doesn't seem as dangerous as it once did. She didn't "trip out" or she handed keeled over dead as she had always feared. In fact, she was feeling rather good. Certainly the anxiety had gone away. Mary tentatively inhaled from the cigarette in her hand. She coughed again, but not as badly as the first time.

She handed the marijuana back to Ashbury just as they had reached his van.

 

[SexyChele]

Storm

As Glyph pulls me into his lap and begins to kiss me, my heart starts racing. I return his kisses as I wrap my arms about his neck and twist my fingers into his hair.

As our tongues dance together, I feel Glyph's hands running up along my body, teasing my navel, slowly reaching up under my t shirt. As his hand touches the skin of my breast, I gasp a little, and he runs his fingers lightly along the skin, making circles to the nipple.

Running my hands under his shirt, I begin to lift it over his head, exposing a body that my eyes drink in. As I do, both of his hands find my breasts, lifting my shirt up until his mouth can seek out the nipple - sucking, licking, biting lightly. In one fluid motion, I lift off my t shirt, freeing my body from the waist up.

As Glyph stares up at me, I look into his eyes and begin laughing teasingly.

"Hmmm....maybe I should just stop right here, huh? You know we both cop a good feel and then get on with things?" I ask teasingly.

My comes in the form of a lunge as his hands grab me almost fiercely and his lips seek out mine -

 

[kitsuke]

Glyph

Oh wow, this chick is amazing! Getting high and getting laid, and Hendrix scheduled on stage in half an hour... could life get any better? I grin as I half-wrestle, half-fall with her to the floor of the van. Laying beside her now I run a hand down over her breasts and kiss my way down heer neck, latching onto a nipple with my lips. Sucking gently on her breast my hand begins exploring the waistband of her bellbottoms and slips in just under the front. I begin softly carressing her skin just above her apparently skimpy panties, not wanting to just make a mad bull rush for her sex. After all, building the suspense there is a good thing.

Breaking the suction on her turgid nipple I look up at her pretty face, "Damn baby, you are beautiful!"


That said I kiss her on the lips again, my tongue sensuously battling with hers as I wrap both arms around her and flip her up on top, straddling me.