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    Hephaestus – Chapter 10

    Story written on November 10, 2008 by veba.
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    where’s the truth?

    ”Your secret smile so quaint
    In memories foretold
    Laughing so viciously
    Your conscience has been sold…”

    “Hey”, the stranger said.
    “Hey yourself”, Carmen answered tossing off her second drink and nodding at the bartender for another one.
    The other woman intercepted the glass on the counter.
    “This one is on me”, she stated, not breaking eye-contact with Carmen.
    Carmen gave her a further look.
    The stranger was around thirty and was pretty tall. Her hair was short, her skin tanned. She was wearing a red tank top and black leather pants and both of her bare arms were covered with grotesque tattoos. Her body was athletic and seemed hard as nails.
    “How should I call you? What’s your name?”, the girl asked.
    “You don’t have to call me. My name is not important”, Carmen answered, flirty.
    The stranger raised her eyebrow and smiled.
    “Alright. Well, mine is Steph”.
    “Hi Steph”, Carmen said sipping her whiskey. “What are you doing here?”.
    Steph’s eyes were lingering on the goodies of Carmen’s body.
    “I was looking for someone like you”.
    Carmen nodded slowly.
    “I see. Well, you’re lucky, then. Here I am”.
    The stranger smirked.
    “Yes, I am very lucky. Do you wanna dance?”.

    ”In my face there’s no more joy
    I’m all that I should be, be, be
    Cracked infidelity
    That’s all you are to me”

    On the crowded dance floor, Carmen put her arms around Steph’s neck as a drowning shipwreck would do with a lifeboat.
    She closed her eyes, adapting herself to that unknown and after all undesired body.
    Steph was very different from Shane, and that was good.
    Choosing a woman who didn’t look like her had been intentional.
    Carmen’s wasted mind was reasoning on its own, absurd way.
    She felt the acid smell of the other girl’s sweat and shivered, in a mixture of sick smugness and disgust.
    She was definitely going to hurt herself, and it was good.
    Her head was spinning and she felt a bitter aftertaste of regret, remorse and whiskey in her throat.
    She bit Steph’s neck lusciously.
    Steph’s hands wandered over her body and cupped Carmen’s perfect ass.
    “Wanna go to my place?”, she whispered throaty into her ear.
    “Why not”, Carmen answered, and her eyes staring at nothing were full of a triumphant shame.

    ”You, only you, only you
    Only you can’t be the one
    Only you, only you
    Only you can’t be the one
    Be the one
    Be the one
    Be the one…”

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    1. Just love how emotionally open Shane is and I´m with Carmen about the marriage thing. Might be a little too fast. Keep up the good work. I love it.

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