Sowmya looked at him not knowing what to say, she had been through this a number of times before where someone or the other had always been preferred ...nd selected over her. And soon her eyes became moist with the realization of yet another rejection. The guys too had realized her eyes getting moist, and so they discussed something within them.“How many auditions have you been through?” one of them asked her to divert the topic. Sowmya looked at him and gave a rough count of auditions she had. I said maybe later and hung up.I went in took long bubble bath and redid my make up and stuff.I said to myself ok she wants to see me so I put on my black corset and lace bra,thong tan thigh hi stockings and hook the gartor straps to them. I put on my new leather purple mini dress which was very tight and short and the new 5" black open toe stilletto's I bought. I checked every thing and looked very hot. I called my moms house and told her that I be over in little bit, she said ok. I got my. I kept jerking with one hand and slid the other under one of her ass cheeks and gave it a squeeze. It was so big and soft I let out a huge moan as I was edging my dick close to orgasm. She then sat up and said "let me bend over for you". So I sat back and watched her drive her fingers into her wet pussy while wiggling her sexy ass. Then she pulled her ass cheeks open and said "smell my asshole". I leaned forward and took another deep breath exhaling on her asshole and pussy. My dick was so hard. My body collapsed forward when she released my hair, driving the blade deeper into my body. I gasped again, unable to scream, unable to breathe.I slumped onto my side, my vision fading as my life blood pumped out across the stage in a pool of crimson. It fascinated me, this ever-widening pool around me that tasted of iron and sweet salt. My hearing was fading, too, sounding like I was under water, shadows falling on the pretty puddle.I heard, through the growing haze, a roar of rage and fury.