Lisa invites you back for further screening.

The next day, you get a text from Lisa.

"We can't stop talking about you and your audition last night. Meet me at 10pm tonight at the same practice room for round 2 of our process."

You do as asked and show up at the Music Building. There are only a few other students signed into the practice rooms. The security guard out from is snoring and doesn't even see you come in.

You knock on the door and Lisa again answers. Only this time it is seemingly only her and somehow she is wearing an even more revealing top--a magenta, plunging V-neck. And is she even wearing a bra? You could swear you see massive nipples poking through. You struggle to meet her meltingly beautiful eyes.

And you realize it is just the two of you. "Samantha and Ms. Bronheim are busy tonight but are so excited about you, as am I" she gushes as she reaches in and gives you another tight hug. You try to contain yourself.

"Tonight I want to test out your range. Sit here next to me on the piano bench."

She sits to your left on the small bench. Her bubbly hips in dark jeans squeeze right next to yours as she starts you on a low set of arpeggios, moving up a half step. She plays octaves with her left hand.

You try to focus on your singing but are intoxicated by the shea butter scent coming from her thick curls.

"Great work. Keep going," she says.

And then while she continues with the octaves with her left hand, she puts her right hand on your left leg. You can't believe it. Is this how she shows encouragement? And then, with each new set of notes, she moves her hand closer to your crotch, already swollen.

You look down and pause, utterly aghast.

"Don't stop. You're doing great!" she says firmly.

You hesitate but then continue as she plays the next octave with her left hand. But her right hand moves farther up your leg still. You can't believe what is going on.

Three sets later she gently moves her hand directly on your swollen member.