MAAASTERRRR!!!”
Their orgasms finally receding, Mike panted and gasped for air as Melody straddled his lap, sweetly kissing his forehead. It’s 10:00, so that gives you plenty of time for a relaxing shower, a leisurely warm-up, and some lunch and mental preparation before we head downtown for your audition.”
Kissing her sweetly as she crawled over his body to his face, he said, “You just think of everything.”
Showering alone for once, Mike whistled through all the audition pieces as he shaved and cleaned up, occasionally moving his hands to the proper fingerings to make sure he had everything down. His reasons were simple: To spend more time with his family, assist the next generation of musicians on a more personal level, and to reconnect with God. Raising his eyebrows as Mike finished, Philip simply said, “You sound like you could be shaken out of a sound sleep and still play that thing beautifully.”
“You’re not far wrong,” Mike replied casually. Pushing those thoughts from his mind, he focused completely on his style and expression as he began to play.
