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Permanent, ch 2
Like Bette. What would Bette do?
Oh who was she kidding, Bette would have used her lesbian Jedi mind powers and would be having crazy porn star sex by now. Bette hadn’t actually used the lesbian Jedi powers since she started seeing Tina three years ago, but something told Shane they were probably having crazy porn star sex anyway.
Carmen leaned back herself and chuckled. Usually, women just wanted her for her body, and while it was a nice body, she was sick of feeling used for it. She was hoping this meant Shane didn’t want to rush things. She is so cute, Carmen sighed internally. “So what do you do when you’re not getting tattooed or opening beer bottles for girls?”
Work! There was something Shane could talk about and not sound like an idiot! “I am a hair stylist, actually,” Shane responded.
Carmen wasn’t expecting hairstylist out of Shane. She always thought hairstylists were girly girls with long hair who liked to play dress up, like her cousins who went to beauty school. Carmen was expecting photographer, bartender, maybe even professional surfer. She hadn’t noticed before, but Shane’s hair was artfully tousled. It wasn’t overdone, so perhaps she wasn’t supposed to notice. “Really? That’s cool! A bunch of my cousins went to beauty school. They’ve got a salon together in East LA.”
“That’s cool…I used to work out of a salon with a bunch of other people, then I did a stint at film studios, and now I have my own place. You know that big skate shop, Wax?” Shane loved Wax. She loved the independence to go about her craft on her own terms, not responsible to anyone, or dealing with cranky movie executives. Carmen shook her head “No” while biting into her cooler taquito. “Oh, well I have my salon there. Just one chair. I like it a lot.” Shane selected a taquito from the pile and scooped up some guacamole with it. “Dish guac ish sho good,” she said around a mouthful of taquito.
“They put grilled onions in it, that’s why,” Carmen said matter-of-factly.
“Oh? And how do you know?”
“Because that’s how I make it, and my guacamole is delicious,” Carmen grinned, crossing her arms.
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(36 votes, average: 3.92 out of 5)
Pretty cool! Good job.
Yay for Sharmen!!!! They really are perfect for each other…IC is just torturing us. Anyway, love the story and if this is just them kissing I can’t wait til they actually have sex…WOW!!
Oh my GOD, that was great! Great! Great! Great! [I’ll probably leave another more detailed comment once I’m done geeking out and I get off this little high you got me on. :) ]
I like…a lot….more please? *puppy grin*
Alright, so I read this again (for the third or fourth time, maybe), and I’m still incredibly impressed by it. Seriously. It’s awesome. The story has great details without being wordy; throughout, the quality of the writing is out of sight. On top of that, the actual content of the story is interesting and fresh. Shane and Carmen’s relationship is definitely going differently than how it rolled on the show, but you’ve still kept the integrity of their characters (It makes me think “So WHY didn’t it happen like this on the show?”). Also, the setting you’ve chosen (in this chapter and in the first) is very conducive to the mood, so it gives a really perfect atmosphere for the chapters. The entire story is a friggen gem! A gem, I say.