“Ahhh. She’s one of a kind. Her room number’s 43.”“She has her own room but she’s a manne…”“I know. I know, but no time to explain. ...o.”I took the stairs and reached her room. Upon opening it, there was a red carpet and drapes covering the windows. Strawberries and whip cream in small bowls on the table. Red was everywhere. Rose petals all over the red sheets. At the vanity, there was a single paper lying there. I locked the door.I placed her on the bed and read the paper. “Hi. Thank you for. After a half hour lunch break, we were taking our seats to start working on the Rossini when Hae-Won walked up to the Maestro and whispered something in her ear. Falcone drew back and looked at Hae-Won with surprise on her face and asked aloud, "Are you sure?"Hae-Won nodded and returned to her seat. She looked at me, grinned and said, "You're doing the solo." What! No way! That's your's, Hae-Won. First chair always does the solos."She shook her head, "Not this time. Look, Curtis, I'll have. It took me a minute to shake away from staring at her pregnancy to take in the rest of her. A brunette beauty, she swayed back and forth on her heels, which shook her bare tits slightly left and right, brown crinkled nipples rudely stuck out. It was obvious from her tan she spent a lot of time at the beach and from her lack of tan lines that her nudity was a habit. Everything about her was slight and thin besides her fat belly and big tits. I imagine she would be a thin girl if not for her. ”There were friendly waves and smiles all round, which Helene just about managed to acknowledge with a shy smile of her own. She was clearly fascinated by the girls, gaping in astonishment at the dazzling mix of hair and skin tones, none of which were familiar to her.When her eyes darted to John, she gazed at him in awe, a look of pure wonder on her face. “Are you John, the Master Wizard?” she asked in reverent tones.He shot a bewildered glance at Jade, who blushed a deep green and looked.