What do I have to do to get a part? - Sex Stories

What do I have to do to get a part?

... her tingling breasts with his eyes. "Of course you wouldn't make a fuss I mean who could blame a boy for wanting to touch such beautiful breasts - they might be very small but they're just as pretty as the rest of you." Maddie blushed and squirmed in her seat, uncomfortable at having her teacher talk so personally about her budding breasts, especially as he was not bothering to hide the fact that his gaze was now more avidly fixed on them than before. What made it worse was despite her embarrassment, her breasts were tingling in a way that appeared to suggest they liked being talked about. "If you get the part, it does not matter who plays Bottom. You have to act as if you love him," shrugged the teacher. "It seems to me that Michael was more into his role than you were in yours. Perhaps you need some of that love potion that Puck put on Titania's eyes..." "But that isn't real - it's just a made up story" protested Maddie. "There's no such thing as a love potion in real life." "I see," murmured the teacher, nodding as if he understood perfectly. "You have to understand that none of this is real. It's just a story and it isn't just the potion that is make believe. Our job as performers is to make it real, to bring it all to life for the audience and make them believe that even the potion is real." "I wish the potion was real," muttered Maddie realizing she might be losing this part unless she could start acting more genuine on stage. "So, if there WAS such a potion, you'd ...

... be happy to use it if it helped you to act your part on stage?" "I suppose so," confessed Maddle. "I really want to be Titania but I'm only in middle school and it's kinda difficult sometimes trying to act like someone older.” Well I'm pleased to hear you say you want the part because the moment I saw you, I knew you would make the perfect Titania. So pretty and delicate and so tiny, exactly like a real fairy queen - you're perfect for the part." "D-do you really think so," asked Maddie, feeling flattered despite her reservations about the teacher. "I may be able to help with your problem," he said softly. "I haven't got any love potion but I do have something that will help you to relax and it may even make Bottom look a little more attractive to you." "That sounds a bit like a magic potion," said Maddie with a faint smile. "It kind of is but there's no magic about it." Without any hesitation, he lit the joint he had in his pocket and took a long puff on it to make sure it was burning well. Then he offered the joint to the trembling and surprised young girl. She shook her head emphatically. "I don't smoke, sir." "Of course you don't smoke. What kind of teacher would I be if I offered tobacco to a student anyway? This isn't tobacco - it's just a herb that lots of actors use to calm their nerves before a big performance." "I've never heard about anything like that," murmured the youngster nervously. "Of course not, you're not an actor yet are you? This is a carefully guarded ...