Katie Armiger

Katie Armiger may not be the first name on anyone's list of country's hottest women, but as a groupie of sorts for all of them, she has always been on your radar.

But since she's not on everybody's radar, that proves to work out pretty well for you, since no one is near her when you see her walking back to her bus after her fan club party, rocking a skin-tight and obscenely short black dress.

"Are you lost?" she asks you, not expecting to see anyone in this part of the grounds, especially after her show.

"Didn't mean to startle you, Katie," you tell her, trying not to check out her amazing legs, but not sure you're really succeeding all that much, "I have a pass and have been using it to cut through here by the buses to get to my next destination. Oh, and the name's John, by the way."

"Oh, don't worry about it John," she tells you, trying hard, it seems to you, to not look in your direction, almost as if she is smitten with you as you start to get lost in conversation.

"You know, Katie," you tell her, deciding to take advantage of that possibility, "if you don't have anywhere to be, I don't have anywhere to be. Maybe we should go have dinner or something?"