Chapter 37

Sitting in the very back of the bus, Liam sat with his legs firmly together, purse and saxophone case held tightly on his lap. He tried to put the events with John out of his mind, but being called a teasing slut wasn’t exactly an insult he was really prepared to deal with, so his mind kept coming back to it over the short ride.

Stepping off the bus Liam looked up at the bus number on the sign, vowing to not need the piece of paper the route was written on this morning. The same paper he said he didn’t need, but with everything that happened he had completely forgotten what bus to get on. He was not going to tell daddy about actually needing it. “Better pretty than smart my a… my butt. A good girl never uses foul language.” He corrected himself as he walked along the sidewalk, his feet throbbing from being on them all day, but it was only a few streets till he got to a small home in a not so great neighborhood.

The house wasn’t much to look at, but the house he rented now was only available to them on their budget because it belonged to an uncle of a friend of a friend. Thinking about the house made him wonder about rent, he wasn’t working and then meant daddy had to pay for the entire thing himself, it was a weighty thought, but one that was interrupted when the front door opened.

“Hello there, you know when you come up to someone's door and you want to go in, most people ring the doorbell or knock.” Liam blinked a few times, he had been so long in his thoughts that he had just stood there in front of the woman’s front door.

“Ahhh I’m sorry, I’m Leah, Leah Summers and I’m here for the music lesson.” Liam held up the saxophone case. The woman in front of him brought thoughts of a strict school teacher with her graying dark hair up in a tight bun, spectacles hanging from her neck like a necklace, in easy reach for when she needed them. She wore an ivory blouse, a long dark blue skirt that came down to her calves and a pair of black ankle socks without shoes. It wasn’t so much the clothes and the way she wore her hair, but her gray eyes and her pinched face made her just look stern.

“Well then Miss Summers, come inside and do make sure you take off your shoes at the door.” The older woman stepped aside, letting Liam in, her demand to remove the shoes felt like a blessing. Slipping his sore feet from the high heels, he pressed his foot down to the cold tile floor as he stretched his toes. Liam smiled, closing his eyes for a second as he enjoyed the feeling. Opening them up he went to follow the older woman into just the next room when he caught his reflection in a decoration hanging from the wall, a collage of different pieces of broken mirror that were brought together in the shape of a crescent moon.

Seeing the reflection of the smiling girl, Liam pulled out some of his makeup to fix up his face. “Miss Summers, there will be time for preening later.” Feeling embarrassed Liam finished touching up his lips before moving over to the woman. “Sorry, sorry I just wanted to look my best.”

“Are you trying to impress me with your looks or do you expect to meet someone else here in my home?”

“No, ma’am it is something I have to do for ahh umm, me.” He hadn’t considered needing to do it, he just did it because he was supposed to.

“You want to look presentable for yourself, hmmm. I can appreciate that, heaven knows most young girls don’t have enough self confidence. In the future you can start our time together by being excused to freshen up in the restroom and then again when we are done with the lessons. Now go ahead and open up your case, you can start playing any song you wish so that I can appraise your skill level.”

Putting the instrument together, Liam thought through the few songs he knew how to play, deciding on one he had done more than once around the house growing up. He hadn’t played it anywhere but home, it was a song from his mothers favorite movie, Pretty Woman. Putting his lips to the mouthpiece he strummed the keys a few times without blowing to get a feel for how they would move for the simple song, but right away he felt his nipples start to grow hard and his penis react. Pulling the instrument away he looked at the thing in surprise, then down to his chest. His nipples and manhood were reacting to the instrument like they did before.

“Is something the matter Miss Summers?”

“Umm no ma’am” Liam swallowed putting the instrument back to his lips, taking in the tip of the mouthpiece and reed into his mouth and he started to play. His body didn’t react more than the initial arousal, but throughout the song he could feel his nipples pressing into the bra and he wondered if Mrs. Stinemark could see them through the white polo shirt and the pinafore dress’s top.

“A simple song, but you handled it well and from what I gather about your personality a fitting one for you to introduce yourself with to me. “ The older woman went to a bookshelf pulling a small paperbound book, then grabbing a music stand from a corner.

“You are going to play this song here three times, if you miss a note or play the wrong one I want you to continue. I can tell you are not a beginner, but I can see how nervous you are.” The woman said, misunderstanding the facial expressions on Liam’s face when he felt himself being turned on. Liam felt her put her long thin fingers on his arm as she gave him the first smile he had really seen from her. “You are doing fine dear, try and relax. Any mistakes you make can be fixed, I don’t expect perfection. I only expect you to work hard and try your best.”

The small kindness was a welcomed one to Liam after what happened at the hospital, so he nodded and went to do what she asked, still thankful he wasn’t hearing the click clack of his heels on her tile floor and the coldness of it sapping some of the pain from his sore feet. The first attempt he didn’t mess up till near the end and when he did he pulled the mouthpiece from his mouth so distracted by the feeling running through his body. He knew he was going to get to cum later at home, but he would love to run off to the bathroom and handle himself now. It would be so much better to do it without a dildo in his mouth, with his tongue moving about it like he was trying to please…

Liam looked down to the mouthpiece imagining for a second it was a dildo, his body responding in a way that brought revulsion through his mind. It all came together, why he was reacting this way, practice really did change things.

“Keep playing as instructed Miss Summers.”

The toothbrush, the saxophone and Jeremy’s tongue, it was because of his jerk off sessions. He really needed to go through with his plan to delete the evidence before he changed too much. WIth a sigh he put the instrument back in his mouth and continued to play the song. Hating that something he loved doing, a love he was connected back with because of Miss Megan was also tainted by what she had him doing. For now he tried pushing past that aggravation, past how horny he was feeling right now and just concentrate on the music.

Letting the music take his mind away was much easier than he thought, all the distractions were pushed aside as he moved his fingers on the twenty one keys on his saxophone. The second time he played the song he did so without missing a note, causing him to smile to himself as he began again. The third time he messed up right near the beginning, he wanted to kick himself for messing up when had just done it correctly, but when he stopped to think about it also noticed his nipples were no longer hard, whatever affects happened when he first put the thing in his mouth weren’t persistent.

“Miss Summers, keep playing.” He glanced over to the woman, gave her a nod and a smile before continuing on through the song.

After she had him sit down on her couch, talking about where she thought his skill level was and layed out a plan to help him improve, before he was sent back to play that same song again. With the promise to move on to a new song once he played it three times in a row without messing up. He had made it to a new song when a knock came to the door, he stopped playing, but Mrs. Stinemark told him to continue. With how he was facing away from the door Liam didn’t see his brother come in or hear their conversation.

“I can tell your daughter is not a beginner.” Chuck nodded once to her, glancing over at his feminized brother playing away.

“Yeah, that is what I told you.”

Mrs. Stinemark grimaced, but held her tongue at the rude comment. She wasn’t going to keep this student if she gave the girl's father a lesson on manners. “It is too early to tell is she has a real talent for this, but I can tell you how easy it is to see her love for playing.”

“Yeah… I don’t miss the noise around the house from when she was in middle school and I suppose that is going to be coming back.” He was complaining, but he also remembered his brother being happier than, though they both had their mother at the time. He was much happier than himself. He chuckled a little wondering what their mother would say if she saw her baby boy dressed up like a girl playing the saxophone again.

“She will. Leah will need to practice everyday for a minimum of one hour and I do mean minimum. She will get out of it what she puts in and considering your comment…” She bit her tongue, wishing he hadn’t said that part.

“No, continue. Considering my comment, what?” Chuck as the instructor without a hint of being upset. He had way too much going on in his life to be upset about something he said, heck he wasn’t sure what exactly he said she might have had an issue with.

“Well Mr. Summers.” He waved his hand at that.

“No, no, none of that. I know over the phone I introduced myself as Charles Summers, but I am much more comfortable when people call me Chuck.”

“Well then, Chuck. You may call me Beverly and I was talking about your comment about calling what she is doing as noise. It would be much more beneficial for her to hear you encourage her and less comments like that.” He looked over at his pretend daughter, he didn’t much feel like saying anything really encouraging to his brother right now, unless it had a double meaning to remind him of what was going on now.

“Tell you what Beverly, if I can call you Bev, then I will give my daughter all the praise she can handle and then just a little more. “

“Are you negotiating with me to give your daughter encouragement?” She was taken aback by his request, but then she saw his slight smile.

“Beverly feels a lot like Charles, formal and rigid. We will be seeing a bit of each other as I pick up Leah and we talk about her progress. Figured Bev would be more friendly.”

“Yes well.” She paused reminding herself she needed the student to help cover costs. “Leah is going to need you to get her a more comfortable sling. I also wanted to give you my card so that if you know anyone else that needs music lessons they can get twenty percent off the first two lessons if you send them.”

Chuck took the card and thought about how he didn’t know anyone who is around Leah’s supposid age, till something clicked. “Do you do voice lessons for singing? And if I send you someone can I get a discount for my umm daughter?” He recalled the girl Liam did those horrible things to liked to sing and would love a way to save money instead of spending so much. His boss had been willing to give him a raise, but it meant taking on more responsibility. Not bad in itself, he wasn’t afraid of more work, but the new work could have been a job all on its own.

Giving the younger man a smile, Beverly looked past him over to her new student. Now much less afraid this would be another student that only showed up for one lesson. “It is all on the card, yes I teach voice lessons and about a discount. If you bring me another student, so long as they come to a weekly lesson than I can discount Leah, and if you bring me two. Then, so long as they come maybe we can talk about one of her weekly lessons being half price?” Considering she was going to be coming three times a week, a discount like that once a week wouldn’t hurt her at all if he was bringing her more students.

“I don’t know about two.” He thought about pushing this at work, a few of his coworkers had kids. “Yeah, sure that could work, but if I get more than two then the discount goes up?”

“Mr. Summ… Chuck, the world can always use more music and if you help me do that, then I would be happy to discuss this further.” He seemed confident enough, but she always had a hard time keeping students in the summer, and she really hoped he wasn’t going to send adults to her door, they were always the hardest to work with.

“Pack up your things Leah, we are going home. Maybe we can stop at Ethos, that vegan restaurant for dinner and you can tell me about your day.” This had to keep happening so long as Megan was in control. He was sure that was going to last till the end of summer like she planned and his brother was always so hard to control. So if a little encouragement into music kept him wanting to come back and not just go and skip the lessons or fight him on it, then it was worth the price.