"Now, look," Ms Weldon smiled, "This is just one audition. It is notthe be-all-and-end-all of your careers. I hope that it all goesgreat, but if it do...sn't, there will be more opportunities down theroad. Ok?"They all smiled and nodded, but that wasn't how they felt. They allfelt like it was now-or-never.They were allowed to all enter together. Rita introduced them toeveryone. John recognized the casting director, Jim Sheldon, and thecamera operator from LA. Some of the other faces looked. Didn’t she know how much I lustedafter her? Nevertheless, I was too afraid to riskanything. I cared for her as a friend and didn’t want tomake her mad, so I dutifully rubbed her back while mydick throbbed in my pants.This routine went on for weeks, then months, andeventually Angie was comfortable enough to remove hershirt entirely; sometimes I got a good look at herbreasts but usually not. Then one day I got a brilliantidea (readers will wonder why I had not thought of thissooner). Bogon’s clan came up with very interesting perspectives regarding bodily cultivation, which stemmed from trying to harmonize this type of cultivation with the innate talent of their beast’s species, “Dry Shell Tortoise”, as well as their incompatibility with most mist cultivation techniques in Ercas Mir.‘It’s kind of a riddle’. Zax mused. ‘The Borvornd clan bodily refinement technique is fairly ordinary, but since it compliments their nature and innate talent, they get thrice the results than. But, we’re looking. We’ll always keep looking. We’ll find her.’ Paul’s cell phone beeped from a text and he quickly pulled it out to check it. A quick glance had another frown on his face. ‘Well, that sucks,’ he said and slid the phone back into his jeans pocket. ‘Date just canceled on me.’ ‘The blonde from the club the other night?’ ‘No, she only wanted a one-nighter. This one was a redhead.’ Paul shrugged and just like that, he seemed to be over it, but something began to sizzle in the back.