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Love’s deciples part 4
Previously……
“What about the food”
“We have half an hour Shane. Come on”
Carmen extended her hand and Shane grabbed it walking side by side back to the bedroom.
Chapter 4
As soon as the door closed Carmen grabbed fistfuls of Shane’s t.shirt, biting her lip smiling sexily, walking backwards towards the bed pulling her lover with her.
“What is your fantasy?” Carmen said huskily
“erm” Shane said thinking
“Well while you think, I am going to put some music on. Is that ok?” Carmen said smiling. She pushed Shane on the bed forcefully
“sure. Help yourself” Shane laughed making herself comfortable on the bed.
Carmen walked over to the old fashioned stereo and turned the switch to on. She browsed her girlfriends limited record collection. “Oooh” she squealed “This has my favourite song on it” and grabbed a c.d of Portishead, Dummy off the shelf, opened the case and placed the c.d in the stereo.
“It’s a bit scratched so it doesn’t play that well”
“Well let’s just see(she flips to the Glory box song)..keep thinking of your favourite fantasy Shane”
“There are sooo many. Can’t choose”
As Glory box began to play it’s quiet introduction Carmen turned the sound up and then looked straight at her. She pulled her hair up into a ponytail and grabbed a hair band she had discarded a couple of days ago and tied her hair.
“Well? What is it?”
“What’s yours?”
“That is not the question I asked Shane.”
“I know but need some you know..erm (searching for the word)inspiration”
“Come on. Your telling me you don’t have a favourite fantasy?”
“Well sort of, but I wanna hear yours first” Shane laughed
“No. This is meant to be about you!”. Carmen frowned .
“ok, ok” Shane laughed putting her hands up, giving in to Carmen’s tempting pretence of being angry. “You sure you want to know?”
“Yesss”
“Ok.” Shane stared off into the distance thinking of her fantasies clearly “I have two.”
“Cheeky. I said one”
“Well I cant choose.”
“Usual Shane! Come on spill. What are they?”
“Come here first”
Carmen walked over to the bed and Shane grabbed her, pulling her close on the bed. As they lay there Shane began stroking the latina’s head staring intently at her. “Well I always wanted to have ***** on a washing machine”
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Just read all your chapters. Can’t believe I missed them before. I love this fic and it’s so fucking hot!!! I also like to add that I like you’re writing style, it’s very fluid. You’re doing a great job, so update soon!
That was awesome update! The bit with the girls was hilarious,please post soon.
Shane’s a dirty birdie (wonder if they’ll explore the washing-machine-in-the-launderette thing later, hmmm). Alice is a crack up (she doesn’t cut Shane any slack does she? lol). And Carmen’s got talent (’nuff said). Loved the chapter. Keep ’em coming (no pun intended).
Whoa! How embarrassing for Carmen, although it was too funny. Very good job, looking forward to your next post.
grt!!!!! al is funny
great update!
nice update
i agree…very nice and I didn’t expect the interuption…very funny.