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    Interview With a Killer part3

     

     

    “SHANE!!!… Stop that… I can’t breathe… Noooo …. Stop!!!” (She said between laughs’)

     

     

    “Shane!!” (Then with all the strength she had she pushed Shane to the side ,straddle her and at the same time holding Shane’s hands down, beside her head)

     

     

    “Now… let’s find YOUR weak spot”

     

     

    “I don’t have one babe” (She smiled)

     

     

    “Oh really…” (She let go of Shane’s hands and started tickling her on the belly making Shane laughs) “SO you didn’t have one uh?” (She continue her job, fighting Shane’s hands that where trying to make her stop. Then Shane finally grabbed Carmen’s hands and pulled them each to the side, making Carmen lower her self so they where now face to face. Both catching their breath)

     

     

    “Now I want to find your other weak spot” (Again, Shane turned the tables around kissing Carmen. Tongues out, tasting each other. Shane without breaking the kiss took the sheets and pulled them over them. You could see the movement going down inside the sheets)

     

     

    “FUCK YOU!!” (They heard from upstairs and suddenly the sheets were not moving anymore. Shane pulled them down and where both looking at the stairs, with a confuse look on their faces. Then they turned to each other with a  question look. They got up, pulled a  t-shirts on, some boxers and each grabbed a gun. They went up the stairs and opened the secret door, carefully to see what was all the fuss about. They found Julio in the kitchen fighting on the phone with some one. They looked at each other, and rolled their eyes relived that it was just a phone call. They went upstairs. They left the guns on a table near the secret door)

     

     

    “Yea well I paid you to do a fucking good job Bryan and you did NOT do a fucking good job!!!” (Shane looked at Carmen)

     

     

    “He sure is your brother” (Carmen looked at Shane with a confused look on her face)

     

     

    “What?”

     

     

    “Well you look like each other in some way… and well you curse a lot too”

     

     

    “What do you mean?!?!” (At that moments Julio saw Shane and Carmen) “Right, right well I don’t care you come here and fix it NOW… ok…I’ll be fucking waiting” (He hanged the phone)

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