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Adding lube to both of us, I eased into her ass, Pauline tensing hard as I pushed in, exploring her truly virgin territory once more.
Getting halfway in, I took a pause, letting her get used to being filled up so completely. Her ass relaxed even further to accommodate my thickness, getting to the point where it felt more or less like fucking her pussy.
Hands on her hips, I started to move, building up to the same sort of tempo as before. Pauline was moaning and writhing beneath me as I fucked the pretension right out of her, letting her know who was really in charge.
I came in the chair in real life at the same time as I filled up her asshole in my fantasy. Catching my breath, I tried to get my mind in order, wondering what it all meant. Lust and dislike were certainly meeting in an unusual way, and I was as confused— but also as turned on— as ever.
Chapter Six – Pauline
I still felt sore from my audition! The muscles of classical musicians often visually screamed their rage, with ice packs not unknown to us. The repeated movement wrecked its own sort of havoc after long years of playing, enough that precautions were often taken.
Even though there was an ache in my arms and cricks in my back, I was beyond satisfied. I’d done my best and no matter what happened, I would always have that knowledge.
Despite my mother’s more militant opinions, I’d always thought that one only really failed if they didn’t try. And I had definitely tried at my audition.
Even with the subtle hate rays coming from Derek and Adam, I’d done my best— better than usual, even. It was as if their distaste awakened a latent vindictiveness, a childish streak that made me want to show them.
Maybe that wasn’t the best course of action if they were people I didn’t want to be around, since a great performance would only make it more likely that I would be accepted into the band. If anything, I should have tanked it, but I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction.
If I was a bit meaner, I would have done it on purpose— played my very best to demonstrate to them what I could do, just to show them what they were missing. Then I’d turn down any offer they might have made.
That would affect the entire band, though, and I couldn’t do that to Thom. I hadn’t known him long, but he’d never been anything nice to me, and Jim and Hank seemed cool, too.
There was also music to consider. I’d never really been into Metal before, and honestly, I’d never heard of Dante Street Massacre, but something about them really struck a chord with me.
They were quite talented, especially for people I could only guess were self-taught. Their rhythms rocked steady and the harmonies, particularly the three-part vocals, were beautiful, blending perfectly.
The more I thought about it, the clearer it became that the band could be truly great with
the right direction. They just needed someone who knew the fine points and could push them to the next level in terms of composition and arrangement. I’d written several symphonies and had been studying composition before I was old enough to drive. So, it only made sense that that person should be me.
If they ended up wanting me after the audition and drinks, it really could be everything I’d ever dreamed of. I just had to show them how much of a help I could really be if given a chance.
I was a professional, or at least wanted to be, and was more than willing to do what was best for the project. Maybe they’d even think that would involve asking me to steer the direction of the band. With such lovely notions prancing through my head, I retired to my bed, to await news that I hoped would come one way or the other the next day.
Had I made the band or not?
Did I even want to make the band?
It would involve a lot of having to be around my newly sworn enemy, Derek, but that might not be so bad. He was super hot.
I told myself to calm down and get some sleep, although patience wasn’t my strong suit, and I really couldn’t wait to find out.
Chapter Seven – Pauline
As soon as I woke up the next morning, I started to whether wonder I’d heard anything from Thom, but it took me a minute to realize that there were things I could check in order to find out.
Emails had never swarmed and completely packed my life. I wasn’t even born when the internet went public, so I grew up with the web as a matter of reality.
Despite devices with WiFi being as ubiquitous as pens and telephones, I tried to limit my time online. Even when I was cruising the online information highway, I preferred to keep my feet on the ground.
