Rock Radio by Lisa Wainland

polish.  And confidence.  And maybe a few more years in the business.
    “Jonny, you’re listening to me again!”  Heather entered on cue, dressed in a red leather skirt and off the shoulder white t-shirt.
    “Can’t get enough,” he lied.
    “That’s nice to hear.”  Heather slinked around his desk and sat down on it in front of Jonny, giving him a full view of her red thong underwear.
    What was with this girl?  What was with him?
    Jonny cleared his throat.  “Heather, you’re making it difficult for me to listen objectively.”
    “Am I?” she whispered coyly.
    “Uh, yeah, you are.”  Jonny stood up while he still could.  “I’ll be right back.”  He headed for the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face.  He didn’t see Heather trailing him.  She slipped into the bathroom right behind him, closed and locked the door.
    “Heather, what are you...”
    Before he could get the sentence out she was on her knees.  His pants fell to the floor.  Heather did what she was best at and when she finished, asked Jonny the question that was on her mind from the moment she entered his office.
    “So, are you going to put me on the air?”
    Jonny, consumed with pleasure, responded.
    “Yes.”

Chapter 12
    Larry Carter had never been more excited in his life.  Tonight was the night he was going to introduce himself to Dana Drew.  He took the day off from his job at the local bookstore.  They wouldn’t miss him anyway, he justified, besides this was going to be the most important night of his life.  He began getting ready at two in the afternoon.  First he took a long shower to clean every crevice of his body, including the space between his toes.  Nothing freaked him out more than dirt between his toes.  When he finished, he stepped out of the shower and admired his naked form in the mirror.  It was his favorite thing to do since he lost the weight, but this time he had a purpose.
    He looked over every inch of his body searching for flaws.  His eyebrows were perfectly even and his chest was cleanly shaved, except for three stray hairs.  He plucked them quickly and continued his evaluation.  His arms were smooth.  He shaved them earlier, then applied a depilatory cream to make sure he got every hair off.  He studied his arms again.  They were perfectly clean.
    Larry took in his whole body with his eyes.  He looked great.
    This ritual took him an hour.  Next it was time to get dressed.  He carefully took out the black silk shirt and gray trousers.  Putting them on, he checked for lint and wrinkles.  He found two stray threads, no wrinkles.
    Larry took a pick to his curly brown hair.  He let the ringlets just barely touch his shoulders.  He contemplated a ponytail, but felt it made him look too much like M ichael Bolton.  Dana was rock ‘n roll, not easy listening.
    Larry splashed on cologne, two squirts on his wrists, behind his ears and on his chest.
    He then walked to his full-length mirror and took in the finished image.
    Yep, he was ready.
    Oh, Dana...I’m coming.

Chapter 13
    Cody finally had it all...a blossoming rock career, a relationship and great friends.  He had everything except time.  The band’s performance was such a hit at Chloe’s that Andy, the owner, booked them for the rest of the month.  Other clubs heard about them and people were calling for gigs other nights of the week as well.  Between the shows and practice and Laura, Cody had little time for school.  His grades were slipping and his scholarship was in jeopardy.  His mother Jane was not pleased.
    “Cody, this music career could disappear tomorrow, your education will last you forever.”
    Cody knew she was right, but being on stage gave him the greatest high he’d ever known.  He’d never been so happy and couldn’t imagine doing anything else with his life.  So he made a concerted effort to find more time to study.
    It was nearly impossible.
    Red Lawn was a hit and the word was spreading.