I’ve been working on my drum set for hours, carefully adjusting the cymbals and drums to create a perfect rhythm. My fingers tingle with anticipation as I sit back and listen to the soft tap of my sticks agat the drumheads. Suddenly, I feel a hand brush agat my shoulder, startling me out of my concentration. It’s him – the guy who’s been watching me practice for weeks now. Hey, he says, his voice low and seductive. I couldn’t resist any longer. I swallow hard, trying to control my breathing as he moves closer to me. His touch is gentle at first, but it quickly becomes more assertive as he runs his hands over my arms and chest. I close my eyes, feeling his warmth and energy envelop me. You’re amazing, he whispers in my ear, his lips brushing agat my skin. I can’t wait to see you perform. A shiver runs down my spine as he continues to caress me, his touch becoming more istent. But then I hear a noise behind us – someone else approaching. We quickly break apart, both of us embarrassed and flushed with desire. Sorry, he says, turning to leave. I’ll see you later. I watch him walk away, feeling disappointed but also excited for the next chance I’ll have to play for him again.
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