Shane could no longer take the lack of control, grabbing Jenny by the shoulders and pushing her down into the sofa. “We can’t kiss Shane, that’s the” Jenny’s words muted by Shane’s aggressive tongue lashing, taking over Jenny’s mouth. “Mmm, oh fuck,” Jenny groaned into Shane’s mouth between kisses. Shane unhooked Jenny’s bra and turned her onto her stomach. “Oh Shane please, please just do it!” Jenny moaned heavily into the pillow, feeling Shane’s fingers pass gently over her weak spot. Shane moaned and breathed deeply, reaching her hand around the front of Jenny’s underwear. “Do it Shane, please, oh fuck please.”

Suddenly their moans and muffled screams were silenced, a familiar voice calling from outside the door. “Jenny? Shane? It’s Carmen. Can one of you let me in?” Jenny jumped up giving Shane a concerned look. “Get dressed,” Shane urged, trying desperately to find her own shirt. “Coming!” Shane called out, cursing under her breath. Jenny quickly dressed herself and turned off the music. The women gave each other a glance to check that they were decent enough to open the door. Jenny’s hair was all over the place, Shane’s didn’t look anything out of the ordinary. It’ll do, Shane thought. “Hey baby!” Carmen hugged her lover close, Jenny had opened up her lap top, typing away aimlessly. “Oh, hi Carmen,” Jenny called out, not daring to turn around. “You look exhausted, what have you been doing?” Carmen commented on Shane’s rosy cheeks. “It’s, uh, it’s fucking hot,” Shane stammered. Carmen sat at the table beside Jenny. “What are you writing about?” Jenny looked nervously at Carmen. “Attraction, you know, how crossing the line with someone you shouldn’t can affect you.” Shane poured another bourbon. Carmen smiled, “Sounds interesting, don’t you agree Shane?” “Yeah,” Shane mumbled, retreating to her room.

Enjoying a joint, Shane was interrupted by a knock at her door. “Come in!” It was Jenny. “Carmen’s watching T.V.” Shane gave Jenny a ‘please don’t’ look. “I don’t know what happened in there it was all so fast, but it won’t happen again,” Jenny eased herself onto Shane’s bed. “Yes it will,” Shane drew back on the joint. “That’s why I think you should leave.” Jenny bit her lip, fighting back tears. “You mean, move out?” Shane gave a sympathetic smile and pulled Jenny into a one armed hug. “No, I mean now, I can’t have you sitting on my bed, especially while Carmen is here.” Jenny got up, smiling to herself. “I’ll just leave you alone then?” Shane nodded, prompting Jenny to close the door.

“What’s she doing?” Carmen asked as Jenny returned to her seat and began typing. “Smoking, staring out of her window” Jenny replied. Carmen’s eyes began to water as she watched the T.V screen blankly. “Just like a true muse, right Jenny?”