A slender young man with dark hair (Karel?) sits at a piano. He plunks out a few notes with one finger. Im not impressed but it seems to serve as a siren call for a somewhat older guy. He stands and listens for a bit and then walks over to the piano. The pianist decides to give up the piano and take up the flesh flute. An unseen orchestra swells up to accompany him. The flesh flute swells up too. After a number of minutes have passed with Karel playing the same tune, the music lover shows himself to be an equally skilled performer on Karels organ. Stripping off his turtleneck Karel reveals a slender, svelte, sexy body. Suddenly we cut to the endKarels endfilled with an insistent instrument that makes me wish Id kept on with my piano lessons. Well, its certainly not the Minute Waltz they are playing as it goes on and on. Im wishing for a different selection when they decide play a single variation on the theme. The fucker goes and sits down in a chair and Karel goes and sits down on the fucker.