A Bigger Stage

That made Rosi smile. Was Cindy actually implying that Sarah might have a thing for her?

The thought of the gorgeous choreographer touching herself to Rosi's nude selfie tonight sent a lovely shudder through her body, accentuated by the teasing fingers dancing with her nipples.

She liked being naked with these two.

Sarah's words also had made her tingle. 'Later, maybe'? But she had been right. The schoolgirl was being left behind. Did Sarah understand that Rosi already knew that? Did she know that what Rosi was asking wasn't for help leaving that girl behind, but help from them in stepping knowingly into the Adult world.

"I'd like you to keep watching my form, and keep it improving."
 
"I'm pretty sure you've got yourself a choreographer," Cindy said dryly.

"Now," she continued more briskly, "clothes, please. Because people are going to start wondering where we all are if we don't get you back to the studios soon. Not to mention that none of us will have time for dinner, and I'm going to cream my panties watching you two."
 
Rosi giggled at that, and skipped over to the bed dressing quickly and efficiently, but also watching herself in the mirror, trying to imagine how other people might view her doing this.

Of course, she already had an audience, and Rosi made sure that the way she turned, or placed her hands allowed them the best angles and view of her.

This was a lot of fun, and also quite innocent in its way.

The promise of more and further were there, but the afternoon had been safe, enjoyable, and something for Rosi to feel proud of. She felt that she'd achieved a lot in a very short time, and was suddenly very hungry again.

"Ready!" she announced and turned quickly on the spot for them to see how pretty she looked. "Will there be dinner in the Lobby?"

Rosi couldn't wait to see the look on the faces of Dane and Doctor Yes when they saw her in this new Costume back at the studios.
 
It was Doctor Yes, as her primary coach, who said "Welcome back" when she entered the studio.

They spent a few moments on the usual pleasantries before he followed up by addressing the obvious.

"I know that earlier today we talked a bit about you digging into your actor's toolbox," he said. "It looks like you've been... exploring your character somewhat."
 
"Oh, the change of clothes, you mean?" and Rosi giggled.

She held her arms out from her sides and turned a little to the right, then to the left, shyly looking up at Doctor Yes.

"What do you think?" She really needed to know.

Now that she was out of the hotel room, away from Sarah and Cindy's encouragement and acceptance, she felt a little less confident. The different apparel was more than just a change of clothes; it was more like some kind of declaration, though she wasn't quite sure what she was saying.

She wondered, too, what Dane would think since he clearly had an eye for girls her age.
 
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"Well, there is an essential sexiness to the song that you want to get across," Doctor Yes said. "I would say that the less conservative outfit does help with that."

"What do you think, Dane?"


"I think that my costume designer needs to meet your tailor," Dane quipped. "But seriously, Doctor Yes is right: Looking the part can go a long way towards helping you get in character, so to speak."

"Have you tried rehearsing in that, or did you have time today?"
 
Rosi blushed at being asked that question. She did rehearse, but not the way Dane meant, and certainly not in that paricular outfit, or any other!

"Um, no I haven't yet rehearsed in this. Do you think it suitable? I um, spent the later part of the afternoon getting over the Shower Scene recording and trying some relaxation techniques?"

Rosi forced herself to breathe slowly and steadily, to recover her composure. There was no way the two Coaches could know about her recent antics.

She forced her mind to return to the matter at hand. The Song, and her preformance of it. Despite not yet having any choreography, she reckoned she could rehearse as she was, if they were ok with that?

"Um, I think my costume for Competition night will be a bit different, Dane, but so far only Cindy knows what it'll be like?"
 
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"I think it's quite suitably unsuitable," Dane smiled, trusting the editors to cut out anything they thought was too suggestive for The Choice.

"But why not try it, and let's see! How about doing the first four verses and the chorus?"
 
Rosi smiled back at Dane, liking his little quip.

They were back to just one camera with it's operator and the sound guy, and the painist.

Rosi sat on her chair like before and nodded to the accompanist to begin, and then ran through like Dane suggested.


I have a dream that
I've never told
not to my sister
It's just too bold

Not even my best friend
can know the state I'm in
playin' at solitaire
Knowin' I can never win

I dream that I go to him
I tell him all my pain
Ask if he thinks I'm pretty
Ask if he thinks I'm lame

Dane sits and looks right through me
His glance says all he knows
I go and stand before him
Then I take off all my clothes

(chorus)
I wanna be Dane's girl!
I wanna be Dane's girl!
Just let my flag unfurl
And run naked through his world!

Rosi sang in a similar way to before, but with more gestures and shoulder movement, using her face and eyes and head position. But she was mostly concerned about the timing, vocal intensity and melody this time, wanting to craft it right, thinking the acting could follow.

When it came to the chorus, though, she relived her episode in the Shower Scene. She could feel it.

"Um, was that ok technically? I know we need to work on interpretation and style?"
 
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"I think that's actually pretty good for now," Dane said, though he did go on to offer a couple of technical suggestions.

It was Doctor Yes who said, "Remember that the song plays off Dane's image as a star; someone who represents what every girl wants, even if they can't admit it to their mothers."

"Imagine you're that young girl who takes her courage in hand, then gets right in the big, scary rock star's face. Only he isn't buying it: He just sits down and leaves you standing while he looks at you."

"You've reached a point of desperation."

"Maybe try singing from that in the shower tomorrow morning," he concluded.
 
"A point of desperation? Like he's not giving me the encouragement I need? Like I'm opening up before him and getting nothing back, neither positive nor negative? Like I'm frustrated and force the issue? Against his silence? Stripping naked, an unspoken demand that he respond?"

Rosi was trying out ideas, needing to see if she understood what Doctor Yes was trying to tell her. The subtleties were just outside her grasp. She'd felt, on that first time singing, that this song was too difficult for her, that it had hidden nuances that she just wasn't getting.

Rosi was happy with the technical guidance from Dane, and he seemed ok with the pace of her progress, but Doctor Yes was after a whole different edge to the performance, and she felt that she just wasn't getting it.

She looked into his eyes, "Is that what you're saying? What you want me to practice in my shower tomorrow morning? Should we try it again, standing up?"
 
"Wait, that could work!" Doctor Yes said, in the manner of one struck by sudden inspiration.

He turned to Dane, who was sitting beside him. "Can you rework this a bit on the fly? Here's what I have in mind..."

Just a few minutes later, Dane and Rosi stood facing each other, holding mics, their body postures almost like combatants squared off in a boxing ring.

Ray knew perfectly well what it looked like when a girl got inside Dane's personal space. Rosi was about to find out.

"Okay, Rosi!" Doctor Yes addressed her. "First two verses, then the first two lines of the third, got it?"
 
Rosi nodded her acknowledgement to Doctor Yes, and was starting to appreciate his sense of showmanship, of giving an audience what they wanted. He was especially good at that.

She stood facing Dane, left leg forward as far as the huge split in her tiny skirt allowed, shoulders also a little forward, mic in her right hand. She noticed that unlike the shower head that afternoon this one had no cable, of course.

The camera was up close, sound boom over their heads, and the piano player started an intro.

Assuming an attitude of frustration, Rosi began singing, her voice strong and sure with emotional depth.

I have a dream that
I've never told
not to my sister
It's just too bold

Not even my best friend
can know the state I'm in
playin' at solitaire
Knowin' I can never win

I dream that I go to him
I tell him all my pain


Then she stopped singing for Dane to pick up the next two lines.
 
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When someone has completely mastered something, they barely need to stop and think about exactly what to do or how to do it in advance.

At that moment, there were two things that Dane barely needed to think about. One was singing.

He matched Rosi's stance, stepping towards her like a fencer stepping inside an opponent's guard, his body language fairly screaming Are you ready to finish what you start, little girl?


She asks me if I think she's pretty


His gaze swept over Rosi from the ground up, running along the lines of her mostly bare legs, noting the slice of thigh exposed by the slash in her skirt, mentally undoing the knot that held her blouse closed before tracing the line of bare skin to her neck and jawline; finally finding and catching her eyes.

Asks me if I think she's lame

He was so close to Rosi that she was forced to look up in order to meet his gaze.
 
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Dane sits and looks right through me
His glance says all he knows


Dane's presence was intense, and for the first time Rosi felt what the song was about as she gazed up at him.

Instead of it all coming from within, she was now experiencing what the girl in the song craved.

The camera panned back as Dane looked Rosi over, from toe to head, catching the 'assessment', the scrutiny that might answer the sung question, and also captured Rosi's expression as she felt herself being mentally undressed, just like Sarah had warned.

For the first time, Rosi felt the urge to actually undress in front of Dane. Not as a marketing stunt, but because she wanted to.

These thoughts flashed through her mind as she waited for Dane to sing the next two lines, to finish the fourth verse like Doctor Yes had outlined.
 
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With barely any room to manage it, Dane swayed just a bit closer to Rosi.

She comes and stands before me

His hand swept over the slit in her skirt, not actually touching, but close enough that Rosi could have felt a static charge if one had been built up from the carpet, then up along the side of her body, flitting coyly away just as it looked like the next stop would be her left breast.

Then she takes off all her clothes

His right foot stepped in to follow his left, leaving him essentially straddling her left leg; all but covering her body with his own.
 
Rosi's own free left hand strayed to the knot in her shirt, and she broke straight into the first line of the chorus,

I wanna be Dane's girl!

She almost felt like he'd touched her, caressed her body, and was glad of the new costume Cindy had chosen, glad that the skirt had a sexy slit, glad that her bare thigh was trapped between Dane's legs, but also glad that the knot hadn't come apart when she touched it.

It was intense, sexual, exciting, and her singing had become a little breathy.

She paused for Dane to supply the next line.
 
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Dane's left hand came up to catch Rosi's chin, gently tilting it upward as he sang, his face barely more than a foot from hers.

She wants to be my girl!
 
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Just let my flag unfurl
she sang with feeling, with longing.

Oh, his hand felt nice under her chin! If only Sarah were there to build the choreography around this .. except their duet wasn't until after the live Sing-Off, and her solo performance needed choreographing first.

Gazing into his eyes, so beautiful and almost hypnotic, feeling the Rock Star power and personality, she let Dane have the last line.
 
In the middle of Rosi's line, Dane picked his right foot up and stepped quickly forward and left, crossing in front of his own left leg. The new position gave him a point to pivot from as he spun one hundred-eighty degrees and slid in behind Rosi as she finished singing. His left hand came from behind her to land boldly on her flat stomach, while his right elbow settled lightly onto her shoulder, making it a jaunty, impromptu stand for his right hand, which held his mic.

And run naked through my world!


The lights went down for a moment and Dane stepped out from behind Rosi, restoring a civilized distance between the two of them.

As the lights came back up, Doctor Yes was there. "Does that give you a little better idea of what I've been talking about, Rosi?"

"Dane doesn't back down, so neither can you."
 
"Whoa!" Rosi declared, and fanned her face with her hand.

"You weren't kidding! And Dane, I thought you said there was humour in this song, like it's not taking itself too seriously? It's all True, the desire, the need, the desperation, the Power!"

She stood still for a moment, head on one side, looking at Doctor Yes and Dane a little differently, now.

"Ok, so that was brilliant. I get it. I now know what to practice in the shower. I could actually feel the need to strip off. It's a good thing this shirt is securely tied!"

She had been so surprised when Dane spun round to press into her from behind, to rest on her shoulder. Rosi grinned at them, her left hand drifting to her tummy where Dane had touched her skin. His third touch. She could still feel the lingering echo in her flesh, and how it reached way beyond to penetrate her belly, and lower, and higher. She wanted to rub her thighs together, but managed to stop herself.

"Ok, so what did you think? Of our rehearsal?" she asked Doctor Yes. After all, this was supposed to be work, not just semi-erotic indulgence.
 
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"I think you may have to change your name to Little Miss Dane-gerous," Doctor Yes quipped, although Rosi was likely too young to get the song reference. "What do you think, Dane?"

"I think she's getting a better feel for the song," Dane said, with possibly the slightest emphasis on the word feel.

He went on to mention a couple technical points before concluding with,"We all have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. See you back here in the morning?"

Everyone said goodnight, and Rosi was on her own for the rest of the evening.
 
Back at the hotel Rosi went straight up to her room and just lay down on her bed, worn out. It had been a most eventful day; meeting Dane, the Shower Scene, Sarah and Cindy, a new look outfit, singing a duet with a rock legend, and learning so much about her craft and herself.

After a few moments she got up and stood in front of her wardrobe, again studying her reflection and trying to see herself as others might. She wasn't tall, her figure was slight rather that full, chest there but not big. Not exactly a bombshell, she thought ruefully. Would she really interest a man as experienced as Dane? She shrugged. It didn't matter, it was only a song,

Rosi untied the shirt fronts and let them fall open, seeing how it might look as a dance move just before she started the chorus. She wasn't sure she could carry it off with style, not without some help. With the shirt on the floor she tried to do a quick release of her slitted short denim skirt but again couldn't match the conjuring of Sarah and Cindy, or probably even Dane himself. Her mind drifted back to the overheard conversation and realised at last what they'd admitted. Ambidextrous! It seemed Dane could despatch a girl's skirt with either hand in the blink of an eye!

The black bra and thong followed the other garments to the carpet and after sticking her tongue out at her own reflection Rosi grabbed her complimentary white towelling robe and snuggled into it before calling Room Service and ordering a light dinner.

While she ate from a large tray, reclining against the miltiple pillows on her bed, she thought back over her day. Rosi smiled at Doctor Yes making a pun on his friend's name, flattered that he'd link it with hers, even in jest.

Rosi Dane-Gerous. It made her smile.

Reaching for her phone she sent a Group message to Dane and DrYes, "thanks for everything today, the advice and guidance, its been great, see you tomorrow morning x" Yes, everything, she thought, even getting the feel of the song,

Dinner over, Rosi still had one more thing that had to be done.

Dropping the robe she again stood naked before the mirrored wardrobe door, this time feet together, left hand on her left knee, blowing a kiss with her phone in her right hand, left boob in full view.

Selfie complete, she messaged Sarah and Cindy, "Hey thanks for an amazing day! Task completed, looking forward to rehearsals tomorrow and seeing the costume for competition night and starting to learn the choreography xxxxx" attaching the selfie as promised.

Sliding the door open she got her clothes out for the morning. White lace bra, blue cotton button front long sleeved shirt, to be worn unbuttoned but tied like today, pale blue tangas and denim shorts. Cindy might have qualms about using denim two days running but Rosi didn't.

A phone call to Housekeeping secured a pair of sewing shears and soon she had the shorts Cindyfied, though probably not quite as stylishly as the goddess would have done .. a pair of black low heeled pumps should complete the ensemble.

For the first time in her life, Rosi wanted to go to bed naked.
 
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Sarah was at home, just unwinding, when Rosi's text came in.

Opening the message, she smiled appreciatively at the view of her new submissive, then typed a reply.


Sarah: Good evening, kitten. Well done. :)

How was your session with Dane? Did the big bad lion devour the tender young gazelle? ;)

Are you still naked?
 
Leaving her clothes for tomorrow on a chair, Rosi picked up her phone and sat on her bed.

A message!

From Sarah!

Her heart raced in anticipation.

She liked being told well done. It did something nice to her, and smiling at her recollections of the day, sent a reply to her two goddesses,

"Thanks goddess Sarah, it was awesome we really got into the song and the sexy outfit helped and they both liked the new look and Dane touched my chin and my shoulder and my bare tummy and it was oooh just like the song lol but he didnt devour me so im back for more tomorrow and yes im sitting naked on my bed"

With that sent, Rosi sat back against her pillows and drew her knees up, phone in hand, hoping for more messages.
 
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