Civic Light Opera Internship - Ch. 3
Rebecca, calculated, purposeful, just amazing
A/N -
I would like to share with you the next chapter in the continuation of our protagonist's life story. This fun fictional jaunt will follow Frances as she begins the next chapter in her life.
This storyline as well as the characters and names are purely fictional. If there is a chance of any misrepresentation, it is pure coincidence and not intended.
Any mistakes you see are mine; these eyes aren't what they used to be. Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
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'Frances, you made my evening even more memorable. I cannot wait to see you again, Rebecca.'
I hesitated to reply, unsure of what was the correct and purposeful response. I opened the second text. I was taken by surprise but calmed down after I read it a second time.
'F, I love you more than you know. I really do and understand your needs are so much greater than mine. I will admit I had coffee with her, we are seeing each other tomorrow ... with your permission M'
I smiled. My dearest lover does understand my silliness and needs.
I replied
'I love you more than words can express; quench your thirst, I did mine' 🖤 ❤ 🖤 ❤ ️
I set my phone down and wrapped my arm around Jasmine cuddling closer to a sensual and highly erotic lover, one I would soon lose for good.
*****End of Chapter 2*****
Mid-May
I woke on Wednesday morning to the sun shining brightly. I laid there listening to the soft sounds of my wake up classical piano playlist. Today and tomorrow will be very important days. They were important not only in my academic life and career but also in my personal life.
Academically, I had two finals today, one this morning and one early this afternoon. My last final of the academic year was scheduled for tomorrow. As far as my career goes, I have a second interview later in the afternoon with the CLO leadership, minus Carrie Ann, for a summer position but then immediately after that I was to meet with the Human Resources representative to finalize my application for the fall internship at the CLO.
It is a busy day.
I am well aware that Carrie Ann told the Human Resources team to hold back two slots for Jasmine and me but I was leaving nothing to chance. I also had a feeling this was also a test by Carrie Ann, not that it mattered any longer. She has always preached to each staff member preparation and confirmation. She would say this business and success is all about preparation, confirmation, and execution.
Now first let me emphasize the importance of these events today. I am about to finish my junior year in college, I never thought I would get this far and neither did Mom or Momma.
If I am offered this summer employment, I would be working directly for the Associate Music Director for the CLO. That in and of itself was a huge stressor but will potentially set me up for success.
The internship for the fall of my senior year of college would solidify my career path and guide me to my ultimate goal, which one day is to be the Music Director of a theater like the Civic Light Opera or one day the almost unachievable dream job on Broadway.
Oh, I forgot to mention. In ten days, Michaela was coming home for the summer; I am ecstatic! She and I have been counting the days.
As the music shifted to a ballad by Stjepan Hauser, and no! I use his full and proper name, not referring to him as just Hauser. I heard her breathing change slightly. I shivered slightly as her hand grazed across the nipple of my left breast. It had been five weeks since I spent the night with Jasmine. I missed her breath on my chest and the soft touch of her fingers playing with me.
"Miss will be returning today; I will be expected to greet her at the airport and then tend to her." Jasmine whispered.
Thinking back to that first night when we flipped roles, when Jasmine became more serving, versus dominating in our relationship. Since then our love has been amazing but that night was the catalyst for her desire and future. She was now wanting for and felt the need to serve her lover. She and Carrie Ann were now quietly dating and are a committed couple and that I understood. I wasn't jealous but I will miss her. She had asked for one last evening or two with me while Carrie Ann was out of town. Thankfully, she was given permission.
The last two nights which we spent together would soon float deep into my memories and one day remind me of the previous weeks which we both couldn't be more thankful for.
I kissed her one last time and whispered in her ear my love for her and my hopes for her career as she would be moving with Carrie Ann to Los Angeles. Carrie Ann had accepted a role with the Los Angeles Philharmonic. Jasmine was transferring to the California Institute of Arts. They were leaving at the end of the month, just two weeks from today.
So I moved forward with my life. We showered together one last time. I dressed and made my way to campus. My two finals were not difficult; I knew the material and was confident in myself.
I got home from my day and plopped down onto the couch. Mom and Momma looked at me and both giggled. I just closed my eyes and explained the amount of stress these last weeks had been intense. With finals, the job interview process which had yet to be completed, there would be a third, and then the canceled meeting regarding the internship, I was stressed and plum worn out.
Mom and Momma inquired about my interview. I explained to Mom and Momma. When I arrived for my meeting yesterday there was a sign on the administrative office door which stated a building issue caused the offices to close. All appointments were going to be rescheduled.
I told them both I was just tired, wanted to curl up in bed and just crash out but I had one more final on Thursday, tomorrow. I got up and kissed them both, told them I loved them and was going to study for a few hours.
I was finishing the second hour of studying when I heard my phone ping. I saw it was a text from Michaela, I was immediately thrilled.
'F, can you chat soon? M 🖤'
I pressed the call button right away, dialing my phone to speak with the woman who I loved, dearest and deepest in my heart.
I heard her answer. "Hey" she sounded sad.