The Bass Player's Wife #1

A story of love, lust, trust and betrayal. Mike, my bass player, marries the girl of his dreams but worries about what she's doing so much that she gives him nightmares. My wife Jessie and I go looking for her, hoping to help but what we find takes us places we never expected to go.

EXCERPT:
Her name was Cherry. With a name like that, I guess her parents were hoping she’d grow up to be a stripper or a hooker.

She was the classic beach bunny type-long blond hair, big smile, a golden tan, blue eyes and a chest that made my jaw drop. The first time she walked in the door, Mike lost it. He was falling all over himself to help her. She was just barely eighteen and he was twenty-five. He thought he'd found the love of his life. At first, I thought she was only interested in hanging out with the band. Later, I figured out that she was looking for a way to escape the crappy life she was living. Whatever their reasons, they snuck off and got married so I went over to help Mike pack her stuff up and get it in the band’s bus.

We finished our sessions a few days after Mike and Cherry got married and we were on our way back home. The second night on the road, Cherry ‘accidentally’ got into Jim's bunk on her way back from the bathroom. Her story would have been a little more convincing if she hadn’t pulled Jim's pants down before she realized where she was.