starsgoblue said:
Awww, your first pics.
Wait....did you say that Bono nibbled your fingers? Does he actually nibble...like not just for show, but actual nibbling?! This is a subject that fascinates me you will soon learn.
Well, nibbling is the best I can come to describing it. (Gosh it still makes me all gooey inside reminiscing - I'm having a terrible time typing this, but since I'm a perfectionist I keep having to backspace.)
Anyway, well, short story is I was reaching out to get any kind of contact with him in L.A. on 11/12/01, and OMG he looked me right in the eyes. I swear there was no noise going on, nobody else in Staples Center but me and him. Time literally stood still. And here was this magnificant human being and I had his attention, if only for a brief moment. He was looming literally millimeters away from my fingers and I was cursing that I was only 5'3" - just 1/2" more and I could have actually touched him. Now mind you, a few weeks prior I was in NYC at (where else?) a U2 concert, and he kept teasing my section of the audience, seeming like he was going to dive out to us or something, but he never did. So I was kind of thinking in the back of my mind, "You'd better not be teasing this time!!!" He was singing UTEOTW ("In the garden I was playing the tart/I kissed your lips and broke your heart...") but of course I didn't hear anything because he was looking right at me and singing. Then "You, you were acting like it was the end of the world..." and he shifted his gaze from my face to my hand, I swear he studied every inch of it, looking at my watch band and my wedding ring, then he looked back at me and reached out with his sexy neck and opened up his mouth and closed it over my middle three fingers, right about to the first knuckle part. He very gently but firmly clenched his teeth so I could feel his teeth on my hand and looked at me yet again, right in the eye. If he really wanted to have hurt me he definitely could have, and he seemed to know that, but you know he wouldn't ever do something like that. But just knowing that he could was really, um, well, not fit to print here.
Of course I've played the whole thing back in my head again and again and again, and I swear the look he had in his eyes was like, "Well, don't you want a picture of this?" But honestly at that point I didn't even realize that I had a right hand at that moment and so I just stared back at him, thinking, "AAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" (I'm sure that's the exact wording that was going on at the time). Then he stopped and ran off to finish the song, and I was a giant puddle of goo for the rest of the night. Oh wait. Yeah, I guess there's also kind of a gross part, but to me it was just the most natural thing to do. After he finished "having his way" with me (gush!), I noticed that my fingertips were really freaking wet. Now, mind you, I may not have been able to tell you my name at that moment, but I know for sure that I never touched his face, so the only thing it could have been was his spit from his bottom lip. I think I forgot to mention that he didn't just simply bite down and stop, when he stopped nibbling he really took his time and let his bottom lip caress my fingertips before he left. So, I had his spit on my fingertips. Geez, what to do with that? You guessed it - yeah, some may think it's gross, but I put my fingers in my mouth and savored it. Anybody else, probably including my husband, did that to me and I'd either have to wash my hands or wipe them on something. But this is Bono we're talking about here. See how wet his bottom lip is in this photo?
Um, well, I guess that's not the short story version. Sorry!
But anyway, my last quote is referencing that incident - I really have had my fingers in Bono's orifice! And I'm still so entranced by that fact that whenever I see photos of him or singing somewhere (as in Arkansas today), I think, "Wow! My fingers have been in that mouth!"
Oh my God. 
God, do I love that man.....
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