Conrad (I later learned it was Doctor Conrad, as in professor) nodded curtly and not a muscle moved in his visage of stone. In spite of my misgivings,... I did my best to lay on the charm. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you and thanks so much for granting this audition, Maestra."Jana Falcone is a pleasant, middle age woman and went out of her way to put me at ease. "Remember, I've heard you play before so the pleasure is ours, Curtis. And if I may make one small correction, I prefer Maestro to. He'd cleaned up a bit. It looked as if nothing had happened. But as I walked closer, I could tell his eyes were red."How did you know?" he nearly cried."Erm, know what?" That I'd become addicted to that stuff you've been feeding me." He looked up at me, then dropped his head on his desk.I stepped closer and ran my hand through his hair. "I didn't. I mean I don't. You are... addicted to it?" You must think I'm really stupid. I knew after my first breakfast shake that it was semen. I knew it came. Her new white bra showed right through her blouse, even exposing her dark tan nipples through the sheer bra cups! As she lifted her coat into the overhead storage, her short skirt hiked up to show off her glistening dark brown stockings!Megan sat in the aisle seat and crossed her legs. Her skirt hiked up to her thighs, flashing her nylons and white garters. During the flight, Megan made a point of leaving her seat on several occasions. Each time, she would turn to me and bend over, letting her. Does she want to deal with whatever problems existed that separated the two of them in the first place? Or ... does she look to the future for something new and different?" That's ... that's it exactly!" I exclaimed grinning from ear to ear."So ... how does it turn out?" Carol asked.Once again I laughed. "I don't really know. I wasn't given a copy of the entire play to read yet, only this scene, as it's the only scene I'm auditioning for. So really ... I don't have a clue."She smiled finishing.