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    The Tester

    Chapter 10

    Almost three hours later, they laid hugged on the reclined front seat of the car, breathing each other, their legs still entwined. Carmen rested her cheek on Shane’s partly naked chest and exhaled a long breath of satisfaction. She listened to her lover’s calm, regular heartbeat.

    “What’s happened to your fabulous outfit?”, she asked quietly, playfully.

    Shane giggled – a husky, silent laugh from the bottom of her throat. She was a mess, Carmen was right. Her jeans were now zipped up, but her belt was still unfastened. Her white shirt was crumpled and partly unbuttoned. Her blazer was a wrinkly ball on the back seats. Her hair was wild. But her face, oh, her face looked so relaxed, so satisfied, so perfectly and violently happy.

    She gave Carmen a lopsided look and kissed her forehead gently. Carmen snuggled up to her body a little more.

    “Well… You look a bit wild yourself”, Shane said in a murmur.

    Carmen smiled, her eyes fluttering closed, and sighed. Her hot breath warmed up Shane’s skin as she raked her fingers through her hair.

    Carmen’s legs were naked, flawless, smooth and tanned. She only wore a completely unbuttoned shirt and the curve of her breasts peeped in from the thin fabric. Her hair was down on her shoulders – long, dark, curly, thick hair. She smelled like roses and spring and sunshine. A perfect contrast with Shane’s rainy attitude and scent.

    Outside the car, the storm was finally weakening. The only thing they would hear was the rhythmical, somehow erotic pattering of the raindrops. They slightly tapped on the hood of their car, like delicate fingers on a bongo drum. And still, the sky was grey and gloomy and dark, and clouds of fog were slowly rising all around them.

    In the cabin of the car, the heating was on and Shane and Carmen were both enveloped into an invisible microcosm made of warmth and tenderness and love. Everything was perfect. They could have stayed there forever. Inside that cabin, there weren’t problems or issues or contrasts. That cabin had suddenly become their whole world.

    Carmen stretched out her arm and turned on the radio. Bjork’s bizarre voice and sound filled everything up immediately.

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    1. NO NO NO!!!! Ah woman!!!! What a place to stop!! My only consolation is that you post often, so I’ll know the result of that discussion. Can’t wait. Thanks for writing. PPS.

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