Journal 42
Mina 26
Violinist
- Life
- A rehearsal room she rents by the hour and a walk-up of her own.
- Temper
- Focused and warm
Kinks
- Twenty-six and fifty-eight, patron not teacher
- Silk under the red blouse after the case is shut
- He tells her what he heard and what he wants
Mina is twenty-six and plays for a living. Howard is fifty-eight, a patron who buys tickets and sometimes dinner, and he has never been her teacher. She can stop answering his notes. She likes silk against a red blouse and a voice that tells her she sounded like herself. The violin goes in the case before anyone's hands get busy.
The blog
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The red blouse
The case was already closed. One shoe was off. I sat on the piano bench in the red blouse and told Howard, fifty-eight, that I wanted him to talk while he touched my cunt. I am twenty-six. This is not a lesson. I said that out loud so the room would hear the boundary and then we could ignore the furniture. He stood behind me and spoke into my hair.…
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I played the last page twice and then I put the violin down. Howard was in the chair by the window, fifty-eight, hands quiet, the way he sits when he is listening and not managing me. I am twenty-six. He does not teach me. He bought the hall rental for the afternoon because I asked him to, and I can hand the money back. I told him the run was…
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