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    Sharmen: I Gotta Go…

    I guess you might say that Im not cold hearted, I just I cant do the love thang. Who said anything about love, Shane? Carmen asked lazily, apparently bored with this conversation since she already knew these things. I did, Shane said softly. Carmen could have jumped up right then, like a shy cat. But she didnt want to jinx it, so she asked calmly. What do you mean? Shane could here the quiet desperation in her voice and her heart broke. I-I Shane! Carmen said sitting up at last and looking her dead in the eye. I think, that I want more from you t- then. One easy lay. But, this doesnt mean anything. I just think that maybe you shouldnt leave yet. She finished finally. Carmen stared at her blankly, thinking about if she liked that deal. What she would get out of it, what would Shane get out of it, what might come of it. She went down every path in her head at lightning speed, weighing the pros and cons. But her careful list making was thrown out the window when Shanes brilliant brown-green eyes finally lifted and caught hers.

    Carmens forgot to breath, so when she finally answered, it came out in one big rush. Im not going anywhere- never was- I know that whats here is real, She said softly, brushing a lock of hair from Shanes eyes and putting her hand above her heart. Shanes head fell and Carmen couldnt tell if she was happy or not.

    She touched her chin and tipped it up, she avoided eye contact stubbornly for the longest time. Until Carmen finally looked away. Shane grabbed her hand- not in a demanding way, or a forceful way- but a tender, wanting way. She pulled Carmen close to her and captured her mouth. They kissed softly at first, gentle pecks on the lips, then Carmens tongue slid gracefully from her mouth and traced to outside of Shanes. Who willing opened hers immediately. Carmen smiled into her lips and Shane chuckled lightly.

    When they pulled apart they felt someone staring, if only it had been someone… not five someones. Jenny, Alice, Dana, Tina and Better all stood with some type of breakfast in their hand, a bagel, muffin, coffee, cereal and stared at Carmen and Shane from a few feet away. Shane blushed and Carmen saved their asses, Well um, you could actually sit down you know, if you guys wanted! She said sarcastically, gesturing to the surrounding chairs.

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    1. Corrections of your Spanish (I’m guessing that you used a translator and didn’t even take the time investigating):

      ‘Oh God. Come on, it’ll be fine my little neurotic worrier!’ in Spanish will be: “Oh Dios!. Vamos, estará bien mi pequeña neurótica preocupada”.

      Second, in this line: “Gall me Mercedes! Gome in, gome in!” is so wrong in so many levels… Spanish people tend to remark the “C”

      “This is Shane, hermanos… Yo! Atención, opinión hola usted fuckers!”
      I don’t know what you were trying to say here.

      “¿Su amigo atractivo tiene un novio?” in Spanish will be: “Tu amiga es atractiva, tiene novio?”

      “¡Infierno ningún usted!” (No idea what you were trying to say)
      “Ella está de límites” right way: “Ella esta fuera de limites”.

      “You’re my niño now!”
      Niño= boy
      Niña= girl

      “Carmella!” Names are the same in Spanish and Eglish, to say more, Carmen is a Spanish name. “What about that Paublo” Pablo will be the right way.

      For my Spanish credentials (so that you don’t think that I don’t know nothing), I was born and raised in Argentina and I’m a Spanish Literature professor (also an English Literature professor). If you ever need help just write, I’ll be glad to offer a hand and stop people from mangling my language.

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