Can You Teach Me? (Parts 201+)

Part 215 Victor Performs

Part 215 - Sunday, December 22nd

Victor's POV

As I sit here in my dressing room, listening to George and Jasmine ranting about God only knows what, I drift back into my peaceful memory of last night.  When Sang fell asleep on Owen's lap, I suggested that I could go put her in bed, since I needed sleep before my two concerts today.  Mr. B agreed and sent me to bed.  Kota followed right behind.

I laid Sang in the middle of the guest bed and she didn't stir one bit.  I took off my festive pajama shirt but left on the pajama pants.  Kota did the same.  He took off his glasses and we both got in the bed either side of Princess.

"I hope she had a good time tonight."  I said quietly to Kota.

"It looked like she did.  She had more excitement on her face than I have ever seen Jessica give.  What did you think of her present to us?"  He asked me.

"Honestly?... I was floored.  I know that things have been progressing, but she was essentially making an announcement to all of us that she is ready to move further in our relationship."

"I agree.  I wouldn't say she is saying she is ready for sex, but maybe she is ready to start exploring the prelude to sex.  We should probably talk to Doc about it, before any of us make a move on her."  Kota informed me.

"Yes, I agree.  I'm not sure I will be able to fully control myself with my gift.  A BARE HUG???  Bare, as in naked... I will definitely need to know her parameters before I enjoy that gift."

"We all need the parameters set.  Mine might be big, wet kiss, but it also said location negotiable.  Does she even know what she is offering?  It's like she looked it up online and just copied something she found somewhere else.  I mean, I hope not.  I hope she intended exactly what she has given all of us."

That's how I fell asleep, thinking about Sang wanting to offer her naked body to myself.  I find myself getting hard again, just thinking about how she will look.  I heard noise around me and focused again on my surroundings, placing my hands on my lap to hide the erection I feel forming.

In the present moment, George's face is almost purple, as if his collar is cutting off his oxygen flow.  "Never in the last 14 years have we EVER been treated this poorly by a production manager!  Do they even know who we are?"

Jasmine agreed, "I will not stand for this kind of rude behavior from someone so far below my social standing.  We should be dining with the President of the United States, not treated like we are parasites!"

I laughed out loud, then caught myself and started coughing.

"Something you would like to add, Piss Ant?"  George bellowed.

"There was a funny story Silas shared with us last night at dinner."  I started laughing again when Jasmine cut me off.

"Keep it to yourself.  I don't need to hear about that..." She whispered, "Blue Collar kid."

"It's an honest living mother!  Or have you forgotten what kind of family life you came from?"

George sneered at me, "just thank your lucky stars you have enough talent to be something and that we noticed and harnessed it when you were young.  Otherwise, you would have nothing, be nothing.  Remember, you are my retirement."  I stared at him with a gaping mouth.  How dare he! 

The door opened and Kota stepped in the room with Nathan right behind.  They both looked irate.  They must have heard part of what George had just yelled at me.  Just by the look in Kota's eyes, I relaxed, knowing he would stand by me through thick and thin.  Nothing will break up our new family.

Nathan placed his hand on George's shoulder and forcefully turned him toward the door.  Kota blocked Jasmine from my view and in a cold, almost Mr. B voice, asked her to leave.

"Thank you.  For always supporting me."  I feel like such a drain on the family.  Come on, how hard is it to go out on stage and perform?  I can practically do it in my sleep!  But where George gets involved... I just want to rip my hair out of my head.

"Let's think of something other than their poison."  Nathan was trying to change the subject. "Like, how goddamn cute was Peanut this morning?  We woke up to her happy about it snowing outside, and it NEVER snows here!  Did it snow just for her?  Because I think it might."

"That snowball fight was fun though."  Kota interjected.  "I didn't think North would get involved, but he did."

"Did either of you see what she did to Silas?"  I asked.

"No."  They both replied.

"I was standing over by the garage door, just watching the look on her face.  It was quite mesmerizing.  Any who, she scooped up a two fisted size slush ball and dropped it down the front of his underwear.  He must not have had on boxers, because I saw him fishing the snow out with his hand."  We all laughed at Silas' misfortune.

"It was really funny," Nathan admitted, "but no way in HELL do I want her dropping ice down the front of my underwear!  Someone needs to explain to her how painful that is for us guys."

"Be my guest Nate."  Kota stated plainly.

Nathan and I locked eyes and I agreed with him, "We will let the Doc handle that one."

The stage hand came to my door announcing "two minutes".  I stood up and adjusted my suit and tie, checked my hair and took a deep breath.  They both escorted me to stage left and waited.  I know that Princess is not here for the first show, but she will be here for tonight's performance.  I didn't want her anywhere near my parents.

My name was announced and I walked to the piano with a pompous air about me.  This part is all for show.  Why everyone likes a performer that is stuck on themselves is beside me.  I have learned how to please the crowd.  As I sit at the piano, I prepare to do just that!

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The concert went as well as can be expected.  When they gave me a standing ovation, I played "My Princess" for them.  They gave me a raving applause, but the performance director gave me a questioning look.  Back stage he asked what that final song was, and who the composer is.  I told him, "I'm the composer and that song was No. 10."  I saw the corners of Kota's mouth turn up as he stood just behind the director.

After the performance, I had to be out in the lobby for the meet and greet reception that George and Jasmine would be controlling.  Nate and Kota assured me that they would always be within eyesight of me.  I just had to give them the signal if I was done.

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"Well, that went about as well as can be expected."  I flopped into the couch in my dressing room.  I rested my head against the top of the couch.  "Someone wake me when Gabe gets here to dress me for tonight."

"Get some rest.  When tonight's crowd gives you a standing-O, play her song again.  She will be dumbfounded."  Kota was laughing at his own mental images.  I would have pleasant dreams until I can see the real thing, here.