Practice Rooms (private!)

Ignoring the ruckus in the locker room and the ominous signs, you decide to go see if there’s anyone occupying a practice room. It’s often easier to meet one or two people first after all! You see a series of rooms, numbered A-F, each with soundproof walls and a small piano in them, alongside a rather unconventional bowl of condoms for the less risky sexfighters. They seem entirely unoccupied, save for one room at the end: practice room F. You hear the sounds of saxophone, expertly singing out a blues lick. Upon arriving at this room, you can see a transparent glass pane in the door. Practice room F is easily 4 times the size of the other rooms, with all the normal stuff… save for a wrestling mat in the middle.

However, the real star of the show is the girl inside. You can only see her backside form this angle, but it’s much to behold in itself. A thin, tall blonde sits on a chair with a music stand in front of her, donning a tight pair of jeans and pants that accentuate her moderate yet jiggly ass you could bounce a quarter off. As she plays, she closes her eyes, swaying side to side while her mouth closes around the saxophone… until the music suddenly stops, and you see her moving her mouth back and forth on the instrument, moaning quietly as she does, her hands slowly moving to her legs.