<strong>Vern ~ with Evie audition</strong><br/><br/>The outburst from Evie turned Vern’s head for a moment in Evie’s direction. He studied her real hard as she apologized. Her standin beside Madison. Evie nake and the color of a four year old’s finger painting project. Madison was in that harem get up the rag head liked. All combed and neat.<br/><br/>Vern was already thinking about improvement for his little slut. She needed something. Kinda like Madison wore but not as much.  The one though that surfaced was pussy rings. She definitely would look good legs spread wide bawling her heart off in song with a shiny pair of them small pussy rings dangling from her wet cunt.<br/><br/>Damn fine! He was about to do something for her but Fritz hadn’t done anything to get anyone to sing. Vern’s eyes narrowed as he turned to Mr. Owl.<br/><br/>“Well,” His arm stretched and pointing to the platform. “She’s ready.”<br/><br/>“I will not be bullied,” Mr Fritz said with conviction.<br/><br/>“You ever tried walking around with a piano and the accompanist stuck up your ass?” Vern remarked in a friendly tone.<br/><br/>“I will not be bullied,” Mr. Fritz said but his imagination was kicking the crap out of his convictions as the image of an over stuff anal ring became as haunting as Vern’s reputation for creative violence.<br/><br/>He glanced up at the stage. Dear god was that girl naked? Was she wearing camouflage or was all of THAT bruising. Did the gorilla pretending to be a man do that. Yet she seemed so happy. Was it because she was alive and he wasn‘t using her at the moment?<br/><br/>All those thoughts added to the image of the piano. Even the accompanist seemed worried.<br/><br/>Mr. Fritz made up his mind. He would complain to Tsade immediately after Vern left. Something that would not be possible walking around attached in intimate ways to a piano and another man.<br/><br/>He gave a very unkind look over his horn rims to Vern. “You’re in my way.”<br/><br/>“Move somewhere and don’t interfere.” Mr Fritz said as he collect his self esteem.<br/><br/>He tapped the baton on the podium to get Evie and everyone elses attention.<br/><br/>“Ready?” He motioned for the accompanist to play the cords.<br/><br/>Vern moved to stand beside Moussad. His arms on his hips watching.<br/><br/>The baton made the upswing to start the first note. At which point singing was suppose to occur.<br/><br/><br/>