All The Fallen ~*~ Chapter 18 ~*~ Me To Be

Susan, Jenny, Marina, Tina, Lara and a trailing Doyle walked into the back section of the Planet.  Susan looked over at the sound board and then nodded to Marina; somehow in all of this insanity, she and Marina had become equals.  With a grain of salt, of course.

“I see you have a new spinderella?”  She said, pointing to Carmen, and Marina nodded sheepishly.

“I stole her from you.”  Marina said with a smile and Jenny waved demurely to Carmen¼who raised her hand, tipped her hat at the young woman, and went back to working the turntable.  Her body glowed with a sheen layer of sweat. Susan bit her lip and thought of Helena, her skin gleaming with oil and sweat.  A shiver passed through her, warming her and making her smile just a bit.

“Isn’t she a bit pedestrian for you?”  Doyle asked, her hips already moving to the beat that Carmen was shifting though.  She walked in front of Susan, who watched the swaying ass under the tan clothing.  Scrumptious.  Susan’s indigo eyes met Doyle’s dark jade green eyes, equally as mesmerizing, and spellbinding.

“Where did you find her?”  Jenny asked with a nod towards Carmen, watching Doyle move to the bar, getting a bottle of something and sipping on it. 

“You’d never believe me.” Susan said, letting her eyes rest on Doyle for just one more moment.  What a wonderful free spirit she was.

Tina finally had caught up with Shane on the phone, and she agreed to come over.  Tina hung up and tapped her lips with the cell phone, thinking that she sounded different.  Was it her imagination or had Shane sounded just a bit more lustful than normal on the phone? 

To the group she announced, “Shane is on her way.”  Spotting Helena in the café section, she handed her cell phone to Jenny.  “If she calls back, tell her to move it and get on over here, I command it.”  She laughed and Jenny nodded,

“Yes, m’Lady.”  She giggled, everyone in a playful mood and Tina moved over to Helena.  She pulled up a chair and gave Helena a steely look.  For some reason, she was drawn to the woman, the blue eyes, the soft black curls tumbling down her back.