Nothing Like Naked

"Keep the pigtails for me, liebchen," Chuck teased, "You're my fraulein tonight."

"Ja," replied wiggling her hips as she strolled inside.

Marti lit candles placing them on the island along with placemats and silverware. She got cold beers from the fridge and had just pulled the potatoes from the microwave when Chuck came in with the steaks.

"Perfect timing and they smell wonderful," Marti said taking her seat next to Chuck.

She cut into the meat and took her first bite, "Um-m," she moaned and blushed slightly.

"You're blushing."

"Oh, I'm just remembering I've moaned the same way at this island before."

"Yes, Ma'am, Maybe I can make you moan again for dessert," he promised her with a wink.

The next morning Marti drove with Shirley to the Barefoot Café. She listened while Shirley chatted about Margo running the MS Society office in Greenville. "She's very involved in the MS regional politics and has been lobbying for a southeast regional center."

Arriving at the same time, the three ladies walked inside to find a table. Shirley made introductions and the conversation flowed over coffee while they waited for their food.

"We're going to give away tickets to local radio stations and Dan has agreed to do some phone-in interviews," Shirley said.

"I can help you with radio, Shirley. WLMJ is a good friend to us because the lead DJ has a sibling with MS," Margo explained. "Call Don Drake and use my name. He will help you."

"I will write a press release for him," Marti offered sipping her coffee. "I wonder if he would be interested in a local story I'm working on about Whispering Palms."

"Are you a reporter?" asked Margo.

"Yes, I work for a TV station in Jacksonville but this story covers Greenville as well."

"Tell me more about your work," Margo said.

"I'm a TV reporter working on human interest stories and investigative reports. I've been in Jacksonville four years now. They hired me after I completed my Masters internship."

Their food arrived and conversation dwindled as they ate breakfast. Marti listened as Margo and Shirley chatted about signs and banners for the concert. After the meal, Margo looked at Marti to ask a question, "I just got approval this week to find a Regional Media Manager who would oversee all TV, radio and print exposure for the MS Southeast Region. I'm wondering if you know anyone who might be interested in the job. I'd much rather work through private referrals than get an agency involved.

"Would this person be based in Greenville?" asked Marti.

"Yes, here or Atlanta with some travelling to regional events."

"Do you have a written job description?"

"I've got an outline started. It would be about 50% TV and radio, 30% narration of DVD educational materials and about 20% print media."

"What is the compensation package?"

"Well, that depends on the person's education and experience. Someone like you would probably earn $65-70,000.

Marti's pulse quickened. That was $20,000 more than she was earning now. She looked at Margo and said, "Why don't we talk about it some more?" Reaching into her purse, she pulled out one of her business cards handing it to Margo, "Give me a call this week."

After moving the banners and signs to Shirley's trunk, Margo waved goodbye with a promise to call Marti. As she and Shirley drove back to Whispering Palms, Shirley couldn't keep quiet. "That sounds like a good opportunity, kiddo."