She starts to rub her clit harder and faster as she starts to moan. Then she hears the curtain being pulled back and Mike saying,“I got something fo... you.”“Huh…?”Susan is startled and confused for a moment lost in thoughts of Elaine. Then she sees Mike standing there naked his cock hard in his hand. She realizes he has been watching her as he begins to get in the shower she tells him,“Oh Mike no… not now.”“What do you mean not now? You know you want to.” Mike tells her stepping closer towards. I am, and always have been, a nice guy, but I wasn't a goody two shoes. Did that have anything to do with how she was acting tonight? I wasn't sure, but I could not discount it.In the workplace she expected to be given orders and do her job, and that was all fine and dandy; however, you never wanted to be on her wrong side because she would never put up with it. The same applied in school. She did not put up with anybody's bullshit. You never wanted to find out just how scathing she could be.. Dave had explained that sometimes people wanted old tapes transferred to CD or cassette, and that was one service that was provided. And indeed, at the next meeting with Dave, he had shown Richard how to operate the reel-to-reel unit as part of his training."Just in case."Dave had also said that the big-money visitors to the conservatory liked seeing 'a real recording studio.' That was also the reason he kept a twenty-four channel mixer in the control room, even when most concerts were recorded. Susan was conscious that she was a fraud in so many ways and her presence at the recital a sham. It was the music she should be appreciating rather than the musicians. She should be somehow transported to the higher plane that Franz Schubert had prepared for listeners to his String Quartet No. 14 in D minor : otherwise known as Death and the Maiden. Instead, her thoughts were chiefly focused on the huge bald spot in the middle of the cellist’s pate. On the fringe and at the back his brown hair.