“Sure.” Carmen breathed as Shane brushed past her.

“Carmen… I’m gonna come right out and say it. Are we back together or not?” Shane asked.

“I… I don’t know, are we?”

“I wanna be… so much.” She whispered, stepping closer to her again.

“Yeah… me, too.”

“I’ve been waiting so long to hear you say that.” Shane pulled Carmen into a searing kiss, expressing her feelings in one of the few ways she could without stumbling. After a few seconds, Carmen pulled back.

“Fuck…” She whispered, looking down at the ground.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have…”

”No. It’s fine. I just think that we should talk a bit first.”

“OK. Like what?”

“Um…” there was a long pause. “Give me a second, it’ll come to me.” The truth was, her head was still reeling from that kiss. She shook her head to try and clear it, without much success. All of a sudden, the curtain flicked and she remembered. “Right. I, um… I think… No sex.”

“No sex?” Shane looked like a wounded puppy.

“No sex.”

“Why?”

“Because, our relationship was based on sex before, and I just think when we start this time, it should be based on commitment.”

“Fine, that makes sense. Do I get to put out a suggestion now?”

“Sure.”

“I think… I think we shouldn’t tell anybody we’re back together.”

“Uh… why?”

“Because, don’t you think it would be nice, just for once to be able to go out on a date, or just sit at home without being interrupted. You know that every time we’re together, they’re always there. I don’t know why, but… I think we fascinate them or something, and I just… don’t want our relationship to be their fuckin’ National Geographic for a little while.”

“OK. Anything else?”

“I want to start over. Clean slate.”

“No. Fuck clean slate!” Carmen snapped.

“Why?”

“Because, look… We’ve tried clean slate. It doesn’t work for us, because then we try not to bring it up, but we’re just suppressing it and using it in passive aggressive ways, and that’s fucked up, Shane.”

“OK, fine. No clean slate.”

“Also, we have too much history, Shane. I mean, I know so much about you. I don’t want to forget about those things. You know, the good things. Do you really want to erase the good with the bad?”

Shane smiled.

“I wouldn’t erase the good for the world, Carmen.”

Carmen smiled back.

“Me, either.”

Shane stepped forward and kissed her again. It was innocent, chaste, but quickly grew hotter. Carmen stepped into Shane and ground against her. Shane pushed her back onto the couch and leaned over her. Next, Shane went for her chest, kissing down in between her breasts. Carmen let out a long moan. Shane’s hand was stroking the Latina’s stomach and moving lower each time as her lips continued to caress her breasts. Shane pulled off Carmen’s shirt and bra quicker than she ever had before and paused, taking in the sight she had been deprived of for so long.

“So fuckin’ beautiful…”

Carmen just sat back, knowing that letting Shane take her time would definitely work out for the best for her. Shane leaned back down, kissing her roughly on the lips. “Fuck gentleness, there’s no clean slate here.” She thought, pulling off her own shirt before quickly standing up and pulling off her jeans and underwear, throwing it carelessly to the side. She pulled off Carmen’s pants and lay back on top of her, two fingers entering her a little rougher than she had intended.

“Sorry.”

“No pro… fuck!” Carmen responded breathily, her hips thrusting back against Shane’s hand.

Shane chuckled, rubbing her girlfriend’s clit with her thumb, and doubling her effort, wanting, needing to hear the Latina scream her name for all her nosy neighbors to hear.

“Oh, god, SHANE!” Carmen let go, coming violently. There was a long silence as they both just lay there, enjoying the feeling of the other’s naked body.

”OK…” Carmen panted, “The no sex thing starts tomorrow.”