Sadly, it's our last full day on the boat but what a day it was going to be.....
It was almost here-- the one guaranteed photo op with all five of the guys. It's pretty much the culmination for most of the fans (unless you stalk them, which we don't) because it's the only picture you can truly count on with your man. Luckily I had a shared moment on a white leather sofa with Donnie but barring that, I never ran into him on the ship. This year we were able to form our group of 10 girls for the photo because we had made friends from the previous cruise. The best part-- I was the only Donnie girl. That NEVER happens. I usually have to fight for a spot near him but not this year. He was ALL MINE. Yum.
The group photo went quickly but I left satisfied. I got a huge bear hug from Donnie and a kiss. I even left a lip gloss print on his check which I so carefully rubbed off. I tried not to think of how many other kisses he received there... I needed to hold on to my moment. We were able to hug all the guys and they were so sweet, as usual. But, after 3 minutes, it's all over until we receive an email notifying us the picture is up and we can relive that moment all over again. Now this was over, I had some real business to take care of.... It was time to line up for D-Dub's Back Rub.
Lines. Lines. Lines and more lines. If I was asked to describe my experience as a New Kids fan I would say, "It requires a great deal of patience because you stand in line alot." To date, I've stood in line outside in Boston in January in the middle of the night, I've stood in line in Boston in the humidity 14 weeks pregnant, I've stood in line for various meet and greets, photo opportunities and finally in line for 6 hours for the Back Rub. It was a total cluster fuck. No one knew where the wait or what time to line up. Ugh, stress. Finally some woman from the cruise came out with green wristbands. I pushed and shoved to get one. Was it worth it? yes, and let me tell you why....
Here's the thing, I can't describe the back rub. There are no words. You need to live it or hear it or see it. There is just no way to put into words what you experience. Simply put it's Donnie on stage talking semi dirty while massaging various lucky girls.... Sounds silly. People mock it--- but you come out a changed woman. Donnie would always take it so far without crossing the line. Well, that was LAST year. This year it was pornographic. Dirty. Hot. Sexy. Did I say pornographic???? I was mesmerized and the fantasy of Donnie is probably better than the real thing, which is fine. I watched him choose girls from the audience and feed them chocolate covered strawberries and champagne while saying amazingly sexual things. I totally blacked out for a minute, I'm sure of it.
At one point, he brought a girl on stage and poured whipped cream into her mouth only to lick the excess off her chin. Yup. Hot. Just hot. At that point, Donnie takes a fresh can of whipped cream and says, "Ladies, close your eyes. If you feel near you, open your mouth." As he walked through the crowd, he saw girls peaking and told them they lucked out. My eyes were closed so tight, I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to open them again. Just then, I felt a presence of someone in front of me, then his fingers on my lips.... so, I did what I was told ad opened my mouth only to have him pour whipped cream into my mouth...... *ugh.* There was some excess whipped cream on my chin too--- now, because my eyes were closed I don't know if he used his fingers or his tongue to remove it. I wish I could write about the rest of the show, but I don't know what happened. By this point, I was in my own world. My own place. My own fantasy. Next I knew, the lights were up and GF#2 said, "are you ok? Its time to go."
Off we went to get dressed for Red Carpet night, our last night on the cruise. Our last night to party on the Lido Deck. We saw an amazing acoustic show with Danny Wood then listened to Joe McIntyre belt out Broadway tunes. FYI, Joe is hilarious. He's hilarious when he's drunk, when he's sober, whenever. He entertains a crowd and draws the women in like Donnie does but in a whole different way. I think he may be my #2 favorite--- if I had to choose.
After the shows, I ran to the casino so I could watch Donnie play poker. Yup. Sounds just as exciting as watching gold. Actually, golf may be a tad more exciting. Wow. It was hot and boring. But, there was some humorous commentary by Joe which created a bit more enjoyment but overall, I stood there in 5 inch heels and a cocktail dress to watch Donnie. Last year he had a microphone and was funny. This year, there was no microphone. Just a bullhorn so there was nothing to really hear. Being a true Donnie girl, it's really all about seeing him--- he doesn't have to say a thing.
Rumor had it there was a torrential downpour out on the Lido Deck but thankfully it stopped by the time we were out there. It was our last chance to party. GF #2 and I grabbed GF#1 and we partied until we couldn't anymore. We watched our boys in tuxedos dance, sing and tell us they love us. Unless you've been on the cruise, you don't understand what this truly means to be there. It's such an intimate environment that you walk off that boat and feel like you've really gotten to know these guys. You partied with them.... it was one on one time. It was amazing.....
Can't wait until next year.
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