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    Round the Bend 2

     

     

    “I didn’t get to congratulate you…..who says models can’t act?”

     

    “Thank you Shane for everything….for telling me everything…..”

     

     

    She kissed me before I could protest. Her teeth nipped at my lips, she rubbed her face slowly against mine. I was so imitated by her. Her sinuous body, those taught muscles that feline stretch to her back, her skin was too sleek too perfect, I tell her this, inside she feels hot, hotter…when she kissed me, when she matched my pace it was like my mind was a blind blank wall crumbling bit by bit. These words left behind to describe her, hot words like smoldering, thermal, salacious, burn with a fervor….she was in me…..it was over. We looked at each other shocked by what had happened…..it was never that intense for us. I didn’t know she could do intense….she fell on me and we just breathed and carried the sound.

      

    It was quiet her breathing and mine. My mind drifted back to that morning Carmen had painted the words of this old Joy Division song on my wall the morning she left me.

     

     

    …..and walk upon the edge of no escape and laugh, I’ve lost control again….

     

     

     

     

    Chapter 7

     

     

     

    Everyone was down on the ground.

     

     Belly, Manny, Carmen and me shotguns blazing, full control of the squared off room. Countertops glittering with lost items, it’s the cases behind the counters that’s what we wanted. My eyes where stinging me, the cut on my forehead was bleeding pretty bad, my hands shook, my breathing was ragged, Carmen and Manny filled the Jansport bags with all they could carry. That idiot Belly he had other plans. He failed to disarm the guard to my left, Carmen and Manny where all done, the sirens inched closer and closer, the guard made his move and Belly made his, shooting the guard and aiming for me next. Manny and Carmen went on instinct. They shoot Belly, and in turn wind up shooting one of the attendants. I was not sure who fired at whom but they where both dead. We got out, making a break for the car. We drove to the Fence, Ville was not thrilled. There was shouting. We made the drop collected our cut and where on our way.

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