H Team

I am on stage and auditioning for Mrs H to be a part of her Burlesque cabaret. I am auditioning for the part of the main scarlet with assistance of twelve burlesque dancers. I begin singing in my super sexy raspiest voice and move my hips and legs and shoulders with the allure of Shirley Temple. Weaving in and out of the Burlesquers I really feel the audition is going well. Mrs H is whispering to her cronies to her left and right and nodding her head. She stops the audition before my main finally and thanks me for coming out. The burlesque dancers stop their movements and make their way off stage for a well deserved break. I approach the H team and ask them how I did. They walk right past me except for mrs H who grabs my wrist and hisses into my ear. ‘You don’t even have any knickers on!’ The next day I get a letter sent to my parents saying that regrettably because of my lack of morals I am fired from my job. Oh and I didn’t get the part.