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“Darling, I’m dolla-watching, and she is not about to miss out on any bread because of you. Tuh, then again, you watch her pockets too.”
I slap Bri on her thigh and flash her the evil eye.
“What? You know I am not about to hold my tongue for him. Now poke your lips out. I need to see the crease lines and correct them.”
“Why? I won’t be kissing anyone there.”
“Hmm, you never know. Now pucker.”
I follow her requests when my phone rings. “Hewwo,” I say, trying to answer the call, my lips in an awkward shape.
“Myka, are you still coming?” Lenny says over the loud noise in the background.
“Yeah. I’m walking out now. Just applying my finishing touches.”
“Okay, the band is about to go on and they only have a five-song set. Try to at least catch them while they are performing, that way you can get a feel for the group.”
“Okay, Morrison, I’m on the way.” We disconnect and I throw on my slippers, grab my heels, and keys, and continue to my parking garage. I stop to say bye to Cornelius, but he is already asleep.
“Hmm, I guess he was tired after all,” I remark to Brianna when I rejoin her by the front door.
“Yeah, rapping about money you don’t have can be exhausting.”
I shove her over the threshold and we both go our separate ways. She goes home and I head for the Showcase Lounge.
* * *
SIMON
The crowd is electric tonight. The girls are tossing their knickers on the stage and flashing their tits at us, hoping to be selected for a backstage rendezvous. There are a few choices I’d like to take back to my pad. Believe me, the way these nipples are pointing at me, I may take the lot of them.
“Thank you all for coming out tonight. We are gearing up for our next album release and tour. This next song is from the new record entitled Dead End. Each person here will receive a code to be able to download. We hope you like it.” I turn to my bandmates, and they are ready for my mark. “One, two, three, four.”
The band starts playing our new song, Touch. It’s a bit of a mashup with slow rhythmic tones and sexy, sultry, lyrics that will get any girls’ knickers wet. I start singing and scour the crowd for their reaction. As I predicted, another pair of underthings come flying our way and hit poor Mikey in the face. The nasty bastard takes them and shoves them into his mouth. I smile at his crazy antics and continue to search for who I will defile tonight, feed ‘em breakfast in the morning, and send them on their way, in order to meet with our new PR. I spot a fit young lady about two rows back. She isn’t like the rest, meaning she is fully clothed. But she has a notepad. I take her for a reporter and signal one of the security persons to hand her the special pass. I glance over to Lenny to check his reaction as the line of our chosen ones begins to build. When I see him, words escape me. I have a reputation around the industry as a bit of a cad, but I’m always up for new adventures.
This one is quite stunning. I didn’t think ol’ Lenny had it in him to see someone outside of his marriage. Then again, maybe it’s a new client at the label.
“Hey, you gonna sing or not?” Sebastian yells at me.
I nod my head toward who I am entranced with, and he gives me a smile.
“I wonder who that is?” I say.
“I think that’s Myka, our new PR manager.”
Armed with the news that I’ll be able to be near her anytime I want pleases me. She’s absolutely stunning. That skirt leaves nothing to the imagination. If she bends over, I’m sure I can see her voluptuous arse. She may as well be dressed for the bed with that leather bra highlighting her perfect tits. And good lord, the woman is wearing stilettos, the red-bottom variety. My cock is growing thinking of seeing them up in the air and my face between her caramel thighs. As fate would have it, the next lyrics describe how I feel. I position my body as if I’m singing to her directly:
I wanna feel you writhe under me,
Feel your breath on my lips as you kiss me,
Taste the sweetness of your tongue as you tease me.
What I wouldn’t do for your touch.
Sebastian goes into his guitar solo and once it’s over; I repeat the chorus and we end the show.
“Goodnight LA. Until next time, we are Osiris.”
