South of St Louis, Mo

"Where are we? We're about an hour and a half south of St Louis. About fifteen miles from a town called Jackson." replies Mark as he reaches into his pocket for his cell phone.

"Ok. So we're at least not too terribly far. I should make it for the show tomorrow." Bridgit says with a sigh of relief.

"You'll be there in time for the show." says Mark with an almost whimsical smile on his face. "I'm calling a mechanic now." said as he raises his phone to his ear.

Bridgit then heads back on the bus to sit at the table and wait to hear the news. As she boards the bus Mark can't help but notice how firm her ass looks as she goes up the steps.

Several minutes pass before Mark finally joins Bridgit aboard the bus. She looks up at him as he approaches and offers him the seat beside her. Mark gladly takes a load off and sits next to her.

"Well there good news and there's bad news." Mark says frankly. "The bad news is the mechanic won't be able to work on the bus until tomorrow morning. The good news is in a small town like Jackson we shouldn't have a problem finding a motel with rooms available".

"Oh great. So you mean we're stuck in a small town in the middle of nowhere until tomorrow???" Bridgit says exasperatedly.

"Sorry but that's exactly what I'm saying. A tow truck is already on the way to pull us to the mechanic's shop. We'll leave the bus there and go to a motel." Mark says as he leans back on the seat.

About 30 minutes pass before the tow truck arrives pulls the bus to the mechanic shop. The ride to the shop is bumpy but mercifully short.

Bridget and Mark both step off the bus at the shop. "Well I reckon we should find a motel now." says Mark while breathing deeply. Bridget looks into his eyes and replies "Actually I'm really hungry. Could we get something to eat first?". "Anything for you Ms. Mendler." answers Mark with a polite smile on his face.