At a hotel

CMA Week is crawling with country stars, of course, but it still never dawned on you that you could run into one at the hotel you were staying at.

But nevertheless there was Carly Pearce, or at least someone who looked a LOT like her, sunning herself on the deck of the pool at the hotel you are staying at.

"I must go investigate this," you tell yourself as you walk out, introducing yourself and telling her that she looks a lot like Carly.

"You know I get that a lot? Probably because I am Carly Pearce," she tells you, giggling and inviting you to sit down next to her.

"Always a pleasure to meet a fan of mine John. No matter where that meeting happens to be," she continues, as you look her up and down in the black bikini she is in and pray she doesn't notice or see the bulge growing in your shorts

"Same here Carly. And I hope you don't mind me saying, but you are even sexier in person," you tell her, hoping your overly-direct comment doesn't scare her off.