You're All I Need《Nikki Sixx || Mötley Crüe || The Dirt》

{Chapter Twelve}

⚠️Warning: Disturbing and inappropriate scenes involving Ozzy Osbourne ahead.⚠️

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*Mallory*

I sat under the shade with Mick in my zebra print bikini swimsuit, sunglasses and flip flops, hair slightly damp from the morning swim I had earlier, sipping a margarita and smoking a cigarette while the guys rested on the pool chairs.

Today was a day off so we all decided to get some sun by the pool and later shop around town for a while, as well as restock our gear.

In a few weeks, of course, we'll be back in Los Angeles, and I'm excited since Nikki and I are gonna be buying our own house soon. Same with Tommy. Mick and Vince already earned enough to get their own houses.

As we relaxed, a girl walked by and caught Vince's and Tommy's attention, making Nikki look over at them.

"How many chicks have you fucked so far?" Nikki then asked Vince.

".... Three," Vince contemplated.

"No, not today. On the tour," Nikki urged, and I chuckled, shaking my head as I sipped my margarita.

"Oh man!" Vince chuckled as he tried to think. "I lost count after that gangbang in Salt Lake City!"

We burst out laughing at that as Nikki laid back.

"That was fun," he snickered as Vince also laid back and I chuckled, shaking my head.

Admittedly, Nikki and I are loyal to each other, but we do tend to open up to orgies and stuff every once in a while depending the party, but nothing private. In other words, I don't sleep alone with other guys, and he doesn't sleep alone with other girls.

Its a strange agreement we made, but its actually made us closer.

"What about you, old man?" Vince asked Mick, who stayed at the table in the shade.

Mick sighed. "Do you ever stop to think that the slobs who fuck you guys probably fuck every other band who comes through town?"