In the dimly lit conservatory, Professor Silva's eyes meet those of his young, eager student. As she plays the piano, he can't help but notice the curve of her back, the press of her legs against the bench. Her fingers dance over the keys, but his mind wanders to other melodies, other rhythms. He leans in, whispering instructions, his breath hot on her neck. She shivers, her playing faltering slightly. As she turns to face him, her eyes mirror his desire, and the piano lesson takes a decidedly risqué turn.