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    Game Of Seduction – Chapter 4

    **

    Carmen and Helena walk along the beach, gazing out at the ocean.
    “She told you she’s falling in love with you?”, Helena exclaims, surprised, “I’ve never known her to say those words before…”.
    Carmen turns to her, her arms folded.
    “Really? I thought she said it all the time”.
    Helena smiles.
    “That’s not her style. One thing I can say about McCutcheon is that she always speaks the truth”.
    Carmen looks lost. She stares at her own naked feet.
    “What’s wrong?, Helena asks, concerned.
    “Nothing…”, Carmen whispers.
    “Is there a mutual feeling between you two?”.
    Carmen shakes her head, firmly.
    “No. I mean… I don’t know…”, she looks at her, “…What else do you know about her?”.
    Helena shudders.
    “Not a whole lot. Only that she’s got a bad reputation, but it’s mostly bullshit”.
    “What do you mean?”.
    “Well…”, Helena sighs, “…A lot of people are jealous because she’s loaded”.
    Carmen bites her bottom lip.
    “I don’t know. I’ve been hearing some awful things about her…”.
    “From who?”, Helena asks, pricking up her ears.
    “I can’t tell you”, Carmen replies looking down, “I’m sworn to secrecy”.
    Helena stops walking and takes Carmen’s hand.
    “Carmen, how long have we known each other?”, she murmurs, gently.
    “Forever…”.
    “Now, it’s my job to look out for you. You’re like a kid sister to me. Do I look like some kind of gossip queen?”.
    Carmen laughs, her eyes glimmering.
    “You promise not to say anything?”.
    Helena places her right hand over her heart.
    “On my mother’s life”.

    **

    Shane is driving down the highway, towards Manhattan. She’s holding her cell phone in one ear.
    “That nosey bitch”, she hisses, “Are you sure?”.
    “Positive”, Helena replies glancing at Carmen, engrossed in a chat with a common acquaintance.
    “Did you do everything I asked you to?”, Shane asks.
    “Yes”, Helena replies.
    “You told her I never said I love you before?”.
    “Yes!”, Helena sighs, annoyed.
    “You told her that people are jealous because I’m loaded?”.
    “Yes…”, Helena rolls her eyes.
    “And you think she bought it?”, Shane arches her eyebrow.
    “I am pretty sure she did”.
    Shane frowns.
    “Pretty sure or sure sure?”.
    Helena sighs heavily.
    “She bought it…”.
    “I’ll be in touch”. Shane flips her phone closed.

    **

    Jenny is sitting on the couch, in her classy living room.
    She’s watching a hidden video of Tasha and Nikki on the television screen, and scowling.
    Tasha is playing Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata” at the piano while Nikki listens, swaying to the music.
    “Enough with the music”, Jenny mumbles, “Fuck her already”.
    She throws a magazine at the television just as Shane bursts into the room.
    “You would not believe what –“.
    “Shhh!”.
    Jenny leans towards the television.
    Tasha has finished the song and Nikki is standing up, applauding.
    Tasha takes a bow.
    “That was beautiful!”, Nikki says, dreamingly.
    “Almost as beautiful as you are”, Tasha answers, her dark eyes smiling.
    Nikki blushes, and Tasha checks her watch.
    “Well…”, she murmurs, “…I guess it’s getting late. Please thanks Jennifer for the use of her Steinway”.
    Nikki smiles sweetly.
    “I’ll see you tomorrow then…”.
    “Absolutely”.
    Tasha approaches her, and awkwardly shakes her hand.
    “Idiot!”, Jenny snaps, freezing frames the image, “What’s wrong with you?”.
    Shane sits beside her, narrowing her eyes at the screen.
    “What are you doing? No, wait, I take it back. I don’t wanna know”.
    She turns to her, smiling.
    “You ready for this? I’ve recently discovered that our good friend Mrs. Stevens is the one who sent the letter to Carmen urging her to stay away from me”.
    Jenny rubs her chin.
    “Interesting…”.
    “I now plan to devote all my energies to destroying her. Any luck corrupting her daughter?”.
    “No”, Jenny shakes her head, disappointed.
    “Call Nikki up and get her to come over”, Shane states, “I’ll bust that cherry in a heartbeat”.
    Jenny smiles, intrigued.
    “The plot thickens. It appears that Nikki has fallen for her music teacher”.
    Shane raises her eyebrows.
    “Oh, I’m sure Mrs. Stevens will love that”.
    “Not to mention Tim. Unfortunately, Tasha is moving with the speed of a Special Olympic Bobsledder”.
    Jenny gets up and starts pacing the room.
    “What’s your plan of attack?”.
    Jenny twirls a strand of her hair through her fingers.
    “I rat Nikki out to mommy. Mommy goes ballistic and ends their relationship. Boo hoo”.
    “But who will they turn to for help?”, Shane asks, clueless.
    Jenny smiles, sitting on her lap.
    “Nikki is planning to go away with Tim next week. I’ll need you to speed up her sexual awakenings…”.
    Shane rubs her shoulders, sexily.
    “I’m at your service…”.
    “Thank you…”, Jenny replies, leaning her back against Shane’s chest, “…Mmm… That feels so good…”.
    “Oh sis”, Shane half-smiles, “You’re so tense…”.
    She moves her hand down Jenny’s shirt and under her bra, and she’s met with no resistance.
    “I hate when things don’t go my way…”, Jenny pouts, “…It makes me so horny…”.
    “I hate it too”, Shane replies huskily.
    She takes her hand out from Jenny’s shirt and slides it under her skirt.
    “Oh baby…”, she whispers into Jenny’s ear, “…You’re soaking”.
    “I know…”.
    She closes her eyes, rubbing Shane’s crotch.
    She unzips her fly.
    “Any luck with your girl?”, she asks seductively.
    “Moving along quite well…”, Shane replies absent-mindedly.
    “Have you succeeded in your task?”.
    “Any day now…”.
    Jenny arches her eyebrows.
    “Well, let me know when you do. Until then…”, she says taking Shane’s hand out from under her skirt, “…No pootie”.

    **

    Shane is laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling.
    She’s been like that for hours, as the day turned into night.
    Eventually, she picks up the telephone and dials Carmen’s number.
    “Hi, it’s Shane. I didn’t wake you did I?”, she says, quietly.
    On the other hand of the phone, Carmen smiles a little.
    “No, not at all”.
    “Well, I was just calling to see how you’re doing…”.
    Carmen blinks her eyelids, a torn expression on her face.
    “I’m… I’m alright…”.
    “How was your date?”, Shane asks nonchalantly.
    “It wasn’t a date”, Carmen replies quicker than she would, “She’s just a friend”.
    There is a moment of uncomfortable silence between them.
    “Well…”, Shane murmurs, “…I was just calling you to tell you that I was thinking about you and I miss you. I’ll let you go”.
    “Wait, don’t hang up”.
    Shane’s grip on the receiver tightens.
    “Okay…”, she whispers, as her heart bumps into her chest… maybe for the very first time in her life.
    “What are you doing?”, Carmen asks, gently.
    “Uhm… Reading…”, Shane lies. She’s not ready to tell Carmen that she’s been thinking about her for hours. It would be too much.
    “What are you reading?”.
    “Of Human Bondage”, Shane answers, glancing at her bookcase and reading the first title appearing into her field of view.
    “Somerset Maugham…”, Carmen murmurs, half-smiling.
    “Yeah…”, Shane sighs, “…It’s pretty relevant considering my situation…”.
    Carmen chuckles lightly.
    “You’re not gonna start that again…”.
    Shane takes out a bottle of wine and takes a sip.
    “No. I’m through with my childish games when it comes to you…”.
    Carmen remains silent for a long time. She swallows.
    “Okay… Good night, Shane”.
    “Good night”.

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    1. wow these chapters have been coming through pretty fast.im loving the story i have always loved cruel intentions so i am truly amzed at the work youve done to recreate it to the l word cast.please keep up the good work and update soon.

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