Under a Thunder Moon Read Online Free
Author: Jack Batcher
me?”
Katrina laughed and said, “Actually I am looking for Jim.”
“Well you found me,” Jim said, in a low baritone voice as he entered the dressing room with a rock-star’s swagger.
“Damn,” Tyler said, walking away. “It is always about the fuckin’ singer.”
“So you know who I am, but who are you” Jim asked.
“I’m Katrina,” she said, as Jim took her firmly by hand. She tried to contain the odd combination of nervousness and lust, and with all of that… try to act cool.
Jim held Katrina’s hand as he looked her over from her loose curled jet black hair, down to that zipper between her cleavage. Katrina took a step closer to Jim. He looked deep into her dark brown eyes. She couldn’t believe she was standing this close to Jim. The moment was interrupted when Mike asked if Jim’s new lady friend was going to do a shot with the band.
“Do you want to do a shot with us Katrina,” Jim asked.
“Sure Jim I’ll do a shot with you,” Katrina said. “I’ll do whatever you ask me to Jim.”
Mike and Tyler let out a boyish “oh yeah!” as Mike poured four shots of Jack Daniels whiskey, and passed them around. Katrina told Mike and Tyler that she had friends that liked them too. They all raised their shots to toast the show they just played. Jim gave the usual victory toast, “To a great fuckin’ show!” Then the band and Katrina slammed down the shots, and let out a howl.
Just then Paul walked into the dressing room. He froze a step when he saw the other chick from the parking lot, and he realized he’d been tricked, but then played it cool.
“Katrina,” Jim said, “why don’t you go with Tyler and get your friends.”
“Oh, ok Jim. I’ll be right back,” Katrina said, as her and Tyler left.
“Hey Trailer Park where have you been,” Jim asked.
“I was breaking down the equipment Jim.”
“Yeah, but that chick got back here Trailer Park. If Alyssa saw her she would’ve freaked out. By the way where is Alyssa? Have you seen her Trailer Park?”
“Yeah Jim I did see her. Alyssa asked me to tell you that she wasn’t feeling good and that she was going home. Alyssa also wanted you to call her if it wasn’t too late.”
“Alright then Trailer Park lets play it this way. You finish packing out the van, while we do our usual mingle, meet and greet with the fans. Then we’ll get the hell out of here.”
“Sure Jim I’ll pull the van around back,” Paul said, as he headed out of dressing room.
As Paul left to get the bands gear loaded into the van, Jim mumbled under his breath, “And then wait till you see what I got planned for you later Trailer Park.”
7
“That damn two-faced Meathead!”
“What’s up Jim” Mike asked, as he poured two more shots of JD.
“Fuckin’ Trailer Park, that double crossing back stabber, is messing around with my bitch.”
Mike and Jim drank their shots.
“Get out of town Jim, no way… Trailer Park and Alyssa?”
“Yeah Mike, that’s what I am telling you.”
“How did you find this out Jim?”
“I had my suspicions that something was going on,
Katrina laughed and said, “Actually I am looking for Jim.”
“Well you found me,” Jim said, in a low baritone voice as he entered the dressing room with a rock-star’s swagger.
“Damn,” Tyler said, walking away. “It is always about the fuckin’ singer.”
“So you know who I am, but who are you” Jim asked.
“I’m Katrina,” she said, as Jim took her firmly by hand. She tried to contain the odd combination of nervousness and lust, and with all of that… try to act cool.
Jim held Katrina’s hand as he looked her over from her loose curled jet black hair, down to that zipper between her cleavage. Katrina took a step closer to Jim. He looked deep into her dark brown eyes. She couldn’t believe she was standing this close to Jim. The moment was interrupted when Mike asked if Jim’s new lady friend was going to do a shot with the band.
“Do you want to do a shot with us Katrina,” Jim asked.
“Sure Jim I’ll do a shot with you,” Katrina said. “I’ll do whatever you ask me to Jim.”
Mike and Tyler let out a boyish “oh yeah!” as Mike poured four shots of Jack Daniels whiskey, and passed them around. Katrina told Mike and Tyler that she had friends that liked them too. They all raised their shots to toast the show they just played. Jim gave the usual victory toast, “To a great fuckin’ show!” Then the band and Katrina slammed down the shots, and let out a howl.
Just then Paul walked into the dressing room. He froze a step when he saw the other chick from the parking lot, and he realized he’d been tricked, but then played it cool.
“Katrina,” Jim said, “why don’t you go with Tyler and get your friends.”
“Oh, ok Jim. I’ll be right back,” Katrina said, as her and Tyler left.
“Hey Trailer Park where have you been,” Jim asked.
“I was breaking down the equipment Jim.”
“Yeah, but that chick got back here Trailer Park. If Alyssa saw her she would’ve freaked out. By the way where is Alyssa? Have you seen her Trailer Park?”
“Yeah Jim I did see her. Alyssa asked me to tell you that she wasn’t feeling good and that she was going home. Alyssa also wanted you to call her if it wasn’t too late.”
“Alright then Trailer Park lets play it this way. You finish packing out the van, while we do our usual mingle, meet and greet with the fans. Then we’ll get the hell out of here.”
“Sure Jim I’ll pull the van around back,” Paul said, as he headed out of dressing room.
As Paul left to get the bands gear loaded into the van, Jim mumbled under his breath, “And then wait till you see what I got planned for you later Trailer Park.”
7
“That damn two-faced Meathead!”
“What’s up Jim” Mike asked, as he poured two more shots of JD.
“Fuckin’ Trailer Park, that double crossing back stabber, is messing around with my bitch.”
Mike and Jim drank their shots.
“Get out of town Jim, no way… Trailer Park and Alyssa?”
“Yeah Mike, that’s what I am telling you.”
“How did you find this out Jim?”
“I had my suspicions that something was going on,
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