Free Music Notes by Lacey Black Page A

and the network. No physical fighting amongst contestants and any such activity could result in your immediate departure from the show. Also, no part of this is off limits to our cameras with the exception of your personal hotel rooms. This season, we are offering behind the scenes streaming on the network’s website so anytime you step out of your room, you should expect to be on camera. Polling has shown that viewers enjoy the behind-the-scenes drama of reality television.
    “You will all have down time in which you can do whatever you want, within reason, of course. You are not chained to the hotel, but just remember that the cameras can and will follow you wherever you go. Within each of your rooms you’ll find a list of approved local activities that you may consider. This studio has a gym, health classes and activities that you are all encouraged to participate in,” she says. 
    “No sexual relationships are allowed amongst a coach and any contestant, on their team or any other. Inter-contestant relationships are not forbidden, however,” Grace adds. As soon as she says that, Ben sets his large, warm hand down on my knee making me groan internally. I’m going to have to nip this in the bud as soon as possible.
    Just then, the door at the front of the room opens and in struts a walking, talking wet dream. Beau moseys into the room like he owns it. He takes in the twelve people staring at him from our positions on the stools and offers us his trademarked smile. My panties practically evaporate into thin air. Poof. Gone. Which isn’t so bad because they’re practically useless at this point anyway.
    Two young girls giggle in the seats behind me. Beau walks up to the front of the group wearing his standard black Stetson hat, a tight black t-shirt that shows off strong, muscular arms, and tight, dark Wranglers. The pants hug his lean hips and powerful thighs to perfection, leaving nothing underneath to the imagination. And right now, all female eyes appear to be on the bulge on the front of those tight pants. Scuffed up black cowboy boots and a silver belt buckle finish off his outfit. He’s delicious. Absolutely scrumptious. Like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day, I want to lick him. Head. To. Toe.
    “Mornin’,” Beau says with his hands resting casually on his hips.
    “Good morning,” we all reply in some form or another.
    “I was just going over some of the rules with them. Why don’t you go ahead and start your portion,” Gabby says to Beau.
    “Okay. Today there are twelve of ya on my team. By the end of next week, there will be six of you left. In just a few minutes, I will pair you up with your competitor for this first stage of the competition. This is the person y’all will battle in the first round of eliminations. This round is duet style meanin’ I will pick a song for each duet and you will sing it together based on my direction. I will also give you each your practice schedule for the next week. Each duet will practice with me together for an hour each of four days. Additional practicing with any of the network voice coaches is to be done outside of the schedule I give ya. Any interference with my schedule will not be tolerated,” Beau says.
    “And I’d like to add that transportation from the hotel to the studio is scheduled each day with regular runs between the two. You are responsible for knowing the schedule and making sure you get from one place to the next. If you miss the transport van, you can wait for the next one, walk, or take a taxi at your own expense,” Gabby adds.
    “Any questions?” Beau asks the group at large. “Good. Let’s pair y’all up then,” he says as he pulls a slip of paper from the back pocket of his jeans. Damn. What a lucky slip of paper.
    “So, here we go. When I call your name, come stand up front next to your partner. Chelsea?” he says as one of the gigglers from behind me practically throws herself at the front of the room.
    “You’re