school girl was ready to teach him a lesson.
“Heather,” he said, avoiding looking at her. She knew how to get to him every time.
Heather saw her outfit had the desired effect. She followed him into his office, closed the door and sat in the chair opposite him, crossing her legs. “Why haven’t you put me back on the air?” She immediately cut to the chase.
“Heather, you’re still an intern. It’s great that you got on the air once, most interns don’t even get that opportunity.” Jonny took his place behind the desk. It was his office, he was in control.
“Most interns don’t sleep with you. Or do they?” She uncrossed and re-crossed her legs slowly giving him a peek at her lacy panties.
Jonny cleared his throat. “No, Heather, I’m not that kind of guy.”
“So I’m special...?” It was more of an affirmation than a question.
Jonny saw a window of manipulation. “Of course you are.”
“So when can I get back on the air?”
“Is that why you were with me?” He chose his words carefully, trying to rewrite history.
“You mean is that why I slept with you?” Heather wasn’t going to let him get away with minimizing their affair.
Jonny, unknowingly pulled at his collar. “Yeah, right.”
“Now Jonny, I’m not that kind of girl.”
“Sure you’re not,” he snickered.
She pouted. “I take offense to that. I really like you. I thought you really liked me too.” For once, Heather was serious.
“I do like you Heather.”
“Good because the on-air stuff is only part of why I’m here.” Heather twirled one braid between her fingers. “I miss you Jonny, it’s been a while since we’ve been together. I’m beginning to think your feelings changed.”
“No, Heather, I still feel the same way.” Jonny chose his words carefully.
“I was beginning to worry.” She relaxed in her approach.
Jonny smiled, smooth as ever, he hadn’t lost his touch.
“I missed your smile, too,” Heather said. “That’s why I got us our favorite room.” She pulled a motel key from the waistband of her skirt.
Jonny gulped.
“I thought you might want to go out to lunch today.”
Jonny thought fast. He knew he shouldn’t, but looking at her...what was wrong with him? Didn’t he decide just yesterday to end things and work on being a better husband to Jill? But Heather. He couldn’t help himself when he saw her. He loved the way she looked up to him, eyes wide with respect. Today, she looked so sexy in that outfit. She had an awesome body and she knew how to use it. And she wanted to use it with him. She wanted him because he had power. He liked how it felt, to be in control, to control her.
And it was so much fun to control her.
“So Heather...is one-thirty good for you?”
Chapter 30
Larry Carter waited impatiently by his phone. He re-mailed the card to Dana on Friday and knew it got to the station on Saturday. He purchased a delivery confirmation from the post office to be certain. The toll free number said his mail was delivered to WORR at exactly three twenty eight in the afternoon. He realized Dana didn’t work on Saturday, but that was okay, she would certainly receive it on Monday. Larry knew Dana didn’t go on the air until six p.m., but he also knew that she usually arrived at the station earlier in the day. He’d watched her walk into work many times before noon as he sat in his small rusty green car in the radio station parking lot.
Larry took the day off from work. He didn’t want to be working at his stupid bookstore job and miss Dana’s call. No, this was an important day. It could be a life changing day and he didn’t want to ruin it because he was helping some idiot find the Science Fiction section. Geez, these people were literate, they were in a bookstore by choice for goodness sake. Couldn’t they read the signs and help themselves?
It was now twelve-thirty and while Larry knew it was still early, he felt himself get anxious as the minutes passed. He was certain Dana would call when she got the card. As soon as she got the card, he corrected himself. She said she would be looking out for it. Larry wondered if Dana thought about him and his card all weekend, waiting in anticipation to see what he had sent her. It got him excited just thinking about it.
Then why wasn’t she calling him?
Dana was probably no better than The Bitch that